The torrential rain had not ceased all night, causing a sense of panic aboard the cruise ship, as everyone feared a typhoon.
Fortunately, as dawn began to break, the rain lessened, and the cruise ship started its return journey.
Everyone sighed with relief, and from the corner of their eyes, they saw Ye Jiuliang, deep in sleep within Li Mochan's embrace, their expressions indescribable.
They were all human, yet how could she sleep under such alarming circumstances.
Li Mochan lifted his gaze and swept it over the crowd, his eyes deep and profound.
As though scalded, the onlookers hastily shifted their gaze away.
Around nine o'clock, the cruise ship finally docked.
When they set foot on land, everyone felt as though they had survived a disaster.
The shuttle sent by the resort was already waiting, and the passengers boarded one after another.
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