The cruise ship's lounge area.
Ji Mohan was not good at exchanging pleasantries and socializing with guests. He grabbed a book and leaned against the railing to read.
As he was reading, the sudden sound of soone falling into the water caught his attention. He imdiately turned his head and saw that the splash on the sea surface had not yet settled; a small figure was struggling desperately.
After nearly drowning in college, he had spent a whole year training hard in swimming. Although he was no professional athlete, saving soone was not an issue.
Without hesitation, Ji Mohan took off his jacket, preparing to dive into the sea.
Suddenly, a slender figure brushed past him and jumped in first.
Splash!
Water splashed into the air as the girl, like an agile fish, swam swiftly toward the child.
The girl managed to grab the child's collar, but the child, panicked and thrashing wildly, was dragging her down and making it difficult for her.
Ji Mohan followed closely and plunged into the sea.
He hooked his arm around the child's neck, supporting the small body from behind. Lying steadily on the surface of the water, the child finally cald down.
He took a brief mont to glance at the girl beside him.
She didn't have a traditionally beautiful face, but she had a few light freckles that made her quite unique.
Her wet black hair clung to her cheeks, making her skin look even more translucent. Water droplets hung on her eyelashes, fluttering like dew-kissed butterfly wings when she blinked. Her eyes were incredibly bright, reflecting the sparkling sea with an astonishing brilliance.
He only took one look before quickly withdrawing his gaze.
Working together in tacit understanding, the two guided the child toward the cruise ship. A crowd had already gathered on the deck, and soone threw down a lifebuoy and ropes.
Ji Mohan supported the child first, letting the girl grab the rope and climb up before he hoisted himself onto the deck.
The child was fine, but was imdiately snatched up by a parent and given a loud, wailing spanking.
Rong Yu brought over a few blankets and draped them over the two. "Every guest room has spare evening wear. Hurry up and change so you don't catch a cold."
Ji Mohan nodded, gesturing for the girl to go first.
The girl lowered her head in embarrassnt. "Well, I, I'm actually not an invited guest. I don't have a room, so I'll be leaving now!"
She turned around, ready to flee.
Rong Yu firmly pressed a hand onto her shoulder. "Are you a reporter?"
The girl hurriedly shook her head. "Of course not."
Ji Mohan asked curiously, "If you aren't a reporter, why did you sneak in?"
"I, I..." the girl felt extrely guilty. "I am a screenwriter. Because I have to write a plot about a wealthy family's cruise banquet, I snuck in to experience it. Otherwise, I would write it as a group of rich heirs ripping open disposable chopsticks and drinking iced tea with their als... It's just really hard for poor people to write about the lives of the rich. But, I am truly sorry. I shouldn't have snuck in."
Rong Yu was amused.
She picked up a towel and dried the girl's soaking wet hair. "We have a similar figure. Co to my room and change into so of my clothes. By the way, what is your na?"
The girl relaxed and smiled. "My na is Ye Weiwan."
When she smiled, two dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.
Ji Mohan froze for a mont. He didn't know why, but those dimples looked a bit familiar. Had he seen them sowhere before?
Rong Yu led Ye Weiwan into her guest room.
The walk-in closet in her room was filled with all sorts of evening gowns.
Ye Weiwan was completely stunned. "Oh my god, these dresses are so beautiful. Are the gems on them real? Are these sapphires or athysts? They are blindingly gorgeous... I've truly broadened my horizons today! I won't wear these dresses. If I ruin them, I won't be able to afford the compensation. I'll just stay in my wet clothes, it's fine. I have a strong constitution, so I won't get sick."
Rong Yu suddenly felt that the screenwriting profession was quite interesting.
She picked out a nude-colored long dress from the closet and handed it over. "This one is a bit too big for , but it should fit you perfectly. Consider it a gift."
A girl who could jump into the sea without hesitation to save soone was fundantally kind-hearted. Letting a kind person leave in wet clothes would be a disrespect to that kindness.
Ye Weiwan took a closer look. The dress didn't have any accessories and didn't look overly extravagant; it was within her acceptable range. She nodded. "Then I won't be polite."
She didn't act pretentious and offer to pay for it either.
Because she knew that rich people did not lack such a small amount of money.
Rong Yu left the room to give Ye Weiwan so privacy.
As she walked out, she surprisingly heard crying coming from the room next door. Wasn't that Yingbao's crying?
She imdiately pushed open the door to the adjacent room.
She saw her old son and Old Madam Xie sitting on the sofa, holding each other's hands. Both of them were teary-eyed, crying non-stop.
Rong Yu frowned and looked at Ji Zhiyuan, who was standing to the side.
The elderly were advanced in age; crying like this would easily make them sick.
Ji Zhiyuan spoke helplessly, "The old man and my great-aunt started talking about my father. As they talked, they started crying, and I couldn't stop them."
"Yuan's father had a bitter life." Old Master Ji wiped his tears. "He grew up without a mother. I was busy with work and didn't spend much ti with him. Fortunately, he had an aunt who ca by from ti to ti to help take care of him. He finally grew up, married a wife, and started a family. Who would have thought that he would pass away at such a young age..."
"Alright," Rong Yu interrupted him. "That is ancient history from so many years ago. There is no need to bring it up again. It hurts the heart and the body, so why bother?"
Old Madam Xie raised her head. "Yuan, is this young lady your girlfriend?"
"No." Old Master Ji's emotions cald down a bit as he explained. "This is Miss Rong. She saved my life and is the most honored guest of our Ji family."
"Miss Rong looks very kind." Old Madam Xie took an erald green bracelet off her wrist. "Please take this bracelet as a eting gift, Miss Rong. Please do not disdain it and accept it."
Old Master Ji chid in, "Accept it. We are all family, it's fine."
Rong Yu smiled. "Then thank you, Old Madam."
Ji Zhiyuan spoke up at the right mont, "The guests outside have all arrived. Shouldn't the old master make an appearance first?"
Old Master Ji told Old Madam Xie to get so good rest, and the group walked outside together.
Right as they were about to step onto the deck, Old Master Ji tugged at Rong Yu's sleeve and whispered, "Mom, I have sothing to tell you."
Rong Yu stopped in her tracks. "Does it have to do with that old madam?"
Old Master Ji's eyes widened. "Mom, how do you know everything?"
Rong Yu's expression remained calm.
In the accounts given by Hai Dadun and Sima Gang, Old Madam Xie was a smart, proud, and courageous woman. A woman like that would not easily take the initiative to get close to others.
Yet Old Madam Xie had actively hugged Duoduo, offered her a gift, and repeatedly reminisced about the past with Yingbao.
One look was enough to know that she definitely wanted sothing.
"Xiaohui, who is the children's great-aunt, indeed has sothing she wants my help with," Old Master Ji said. "She ntioned that the Xie family has encountered so difficulties recently and needs capital turnover. She asked if I could lend her five hundred million to tide over the crisis."
Rong Yu nodded. "Yuan, go and transfer the funds."
Old Master Ji was stunned for a mont, and then overjoyed. "Mom, you agreed? You really are the best mother in the world!"
Rong Yu couldn't help but laugh. "During the years I was away, she extended a helping hand to the Ji family. Now that she has encountered difficulties, we naturally cannot just stand by and watch."
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