Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
Huo Mian froze for a second upon hearing what Su Yu said…
She said what she said last night because she was in a state of weakness, but Su Yu took her seriously…
But where would they even begin to look for Qin Chu?
Huo Mian thought silently, but all her mouth did was drink the congee in her hands.
“How’s the taste?” Su Yu asked nervously.
“Not bad.”
After hearing what Huo Mian said, Su Yu let out a sigh of relief.
Then, she looked up and asked, “But I’m curious, how many types of grains did you put in the congee?”
“Uh… seven or eight kinds? A dozen? I’m not sure, I didn’t count…” Su Yu scratched his head awkwardly; the truth was, he felt a little lost while buying rice in the supermarket.
The employee kept promoting the different kinds of rice they had, and Su Yu thought they were all good, so…
He bought a bit of everything – rice, millet, sorghum, glutinous rice, brown rice…
The color of the cooked congee, however, left him pletely speechless – the good news was, Huo Mian still managed to drink it down.
After another sip, Huo Mian looked calmly at Su Yu. “Are you sure this isn’t eight-treasure porridge?”
“It’s not…” Su Yu answered in all seriousness.
Huo Mian smiled. “I won’t get food poisoning, right?”
“I don’t think so, they’re just grains.”
“Okay then… you win,” Huo Mian decided to stop asking Su Yu when she realized how confused he seemed.
After finishing off her porridge, Huo Mian listened to Su Yu’s suggestion and put on some clothes – Zhixin had brought her some from South Hill Manor.
She wore a vintage, beige-colored lace dress with ruffled sleeves. The dress went down to her ankles and made her look conservative… It suited Huo Mian’s personality.
“You’re not wearing enough clothes, put on a jacket. The wind’s harsh on the Pacific.”
“The Pacific…” Huo Mian was at a loss for words.
It wasn’t until she and Su Yu arrived at the South Sea in the latter’s private jet and switched into a boat did Huo Main realize what Su Yu meant when he offered to look for Qin Chu with her.
They were really going to the Pacific Ocean, where Qin Chu’s plane crashed…
Qin Chu’s plane crashed in international waters, so Su Yu couldn’t ask the military to interfere. Plus, he was too embarrassed to ask his grandpa for yet another favor.
Therefore, he spared no expenses, hiring a cruise ship owned by a nautical pany as well as a wrecking crew so they could keep looking, although Rick and Lino had already searched this area for 72 hours already.
But… Huo Mian was unwilling to give up and chose to believe that Qin Chu was still alive. Therefore, Su Yu took her out to international waters without a single plaint.
“Put this scarf around your neck, the wind on the deck is strong,” Su Yu said as he handed a thick scarf to Huo Mian, who nodded, “Mhm.”
Then, she stepped onto the deck with Su Yu, and the two of them watched as the cruise ship slowly began sailing off…
Finally, they arrived at the site of the plane crash, and Su Yu ordered the wrecking crew to start their search.
Dozens of crew members grabbed their tools and headed into the waters.
Huo Mian glanced around – there wasn’t even a tiny island amidst the endless ocean.
If the plane did indeed crash, it was next to impossible for the survivor to swim to shore.
Therefore… like everyone said, Qin Chu’s chances of survival were low, incredibly low.
Su Yu, who was standing beside Huo Mian, tilted his head and glanced at her facial expression, accidentally capturing the flash of disappointment that appeared in her eyes.
His heart almost immediately shot up to his throat.
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