Zhao Yuqing tensed her body, her face full of vigilance.
Wang Hao glanced outside and gently patted Zhao Yuqing's shoulder, saying nonchalantly, "It's fine, relax, it's just the customs patrol from Xingang, a routine inspection!"
Wang Hao's guess was correct, it was just the customs personnel from Xingang performing a routine inspection.
The officers in charge of the inspection, seeing only one man and two women on the yacht, naturally assumed he was some young master looking for thrills at sea out of boredom. Therefore, they didn't ask too many questions, just carried out their duties with a few irrelevant pleasantries, and let them pass.
As they were about to enter the territory of Donghua City, Zhao Yuqing approached Wang Hao with a hesitant expression.
Wang Hao's brows furrowed slightly as he asked, "Yu Qing, what's wrong, something on your mind?"
