After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 979: Chapter 979: Where Is It, Of Course, It’s in the Sea

The people on the boat breathed a sigh of relief.

The lifeguard had rescued the person, and that’s when everyone realized that the person who fell into the sea was Xing You.

Wen Yanqing saw her, his gaze dark as he looked towards the Benetti. He wrapped his hand around Lin Gantang’s and gradually tightened his grip, seemingly afraid of losing her.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Gantang’s warm and soft palm covered his hand.

“It’s nothing.” He looked back at Xing You.

Xing You was shivering all over, whether from the terror and panic in her heart or from the cold wind blowing over her body was unclear.

Lin Gantang draped her warm shawl over Xing You.

Xing You couldn’t even stand firm, looking wretched and pitiable. Jiang Chenying, feeling heartache, stepped forward to support her: “How could you have carelessly fallen into the sea? What would you have done if we hadn’t found you?”

Xing You wasn’t their invited guest; it went without saying which yacht she had fallen from.

“No… It wasn’t that I fell in by accident.” Xing You clutched the shawl tightly, her fingertips turning pale, and she coughed from choking on seawater, “Someone pushed me into the sea.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“What!”

Not only Jiang Chenying was shocked, but all those around Xing You exhibited the same expression.

Pushed overboard? Pushing someone who couldn’t swim into the sea—that’s, that’s endangering a person’s life!

Yin Zhen’s complexion changed: “I’ll contact Liu Fuyan.”

Xing You didn’t stop him, apparently wanting to seek justice for herself.

“I’ll take you to change your clothes first.” Jiang Chenying helped Xing You back to the cabin.

Liu Fuyan received Yin Zhen’s call, and although he was unclear about the details, something had happened to someone on his boat, and he couldn’t ignore it.

The Benetti, which had been planning to return, was gradually coming to a stop, waiting for the following yachts to catch up.

The guests on the Benetti were all participating in a program organized by the hosts; the atmosphere was lively, with no one idly strolling outside. It wasn’t until someone noticed that the boat seemed to have stopped that they began to ask the crew.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please remain calm. There was a minor accident with a guest onboard, and Madam Yin Zhen has contacted me, hoping we could come alongside the other yacht.” Liu Fuyan, truly astute, was worried the guests might have complaints, so he divulged some information: “It seems that Mr. Wen is also on the other yacht. Why don’t we wait patiently?”

After he said this, no one objected anymore.

All were businessmen, acutely aware of the benefits of forming a connection with the person in charge of Shengfang Group, even if they couldn’t converse much, just making an appearance was worthwhile.

Nobody noticed the peculiar expression on Feng Yangyang’s face in the crowd; at the moment, she was pouring a glass of red wine for Gu Zhichuan and offering it to him.

However, Gu Zhichuan didn’t take it.

With an emergency unfolding, his first reaction was to make sure all the people he knew were accounted for. Looking around, he realized someone was missing.

“Where’s Xing You?” Gu Zhichuan asked Feng Yangyang, “Have you seen her?”

Xing Lukuan was not feeling well and had asked Xing You to attend in his stead. Before they left, he had cordially and sincerely entrusted Gu Zhichuan to look out for her.

But due to his parents’ matchmaking attempts with the Xing family daughter, as well as Xing You’s several confessions, Gu Zhichuan hadn’t dared to pay too much attention to Xing You, afraid she’d misunderstand his intentions.

But at this moment, with her safety at stake, Gu Zhichuan felt he had to ask.

Feng Yangyang’s smile bloomed like a lotus: “She might be resting. I’ll go look for her. She mentioned today that her stomach was a bit upset.”

Gu Zhichuan frowned, “Upset?”

A fleeting shadow crossed Feng Yangyang’s eyes, obviously displeased that the man she cared about was showing concern for another woman.

“It’s nothing serious, women have those days, a little rest and she should be much better.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Zhichuan understood, “Then you go find out where she is.”

“Sure.” Feng Yangyang left with a cheerful smile.

As she quickly walked away, she stopped by the yacht’s railing outside, not moving to search as she had promised Gu Zhichuan.

Where was she? Of course, she was in the sea.