Su Ye stood frozen, as if something deep within her suddenly exploded, uncontrollably burgeoning wildly.
Gu Yan just choked on a few mouthfuls of water and was taken back to the guesthouse; Su Ye stayed put, waiting for the island's person in charge to handle the matter.
The yacht was hit by several young men and women who, for the thrill of piloting a yacht themselves, disregarded the coach's objections and exceeded the speed limit. By the time the coach tried to get them to slow down, it was too late.
Luckily, there were no casualties, or they would all have found it difficult to escape blame.
However, these young people were terrified. Though unharmed, their yacht had been damaged—not an astronomical sum at a few tens of thousands of yuan, but still a substantial amount for them.
Su Ye was not a kind-hearted person; if one did wrong, they should face the consequences. The fact that she didn't ask for compensation was kindness enough.
