"Do those women deserve me?" Yu Zexiao raised an eyebrow, he hadn't thought about it, but he dismissed all other women outright, yet he was inexplicably interested in her.
Jian Anning also detected the implication in his words and couldn't help but be a bit stunned. Yu Zexiao lifted his head to look at her and of course scolded her, "Foolish woman, why are you daydreaming again? Hurry up!"
"Oh, oh." She nodded immediately, casting aside the strange emotions and continued to try to untangle the knot.
However, the two of them struggled for a long time but couldn't untie it, just like the chaotic, unresolvable emotional entanglement.
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Meanwhile, behind a floor-to-ceiling window on the top deck of the yacht, there was a large genuine leather sofa.
