On the yacht, the sea breeze blows gently, and the waves hit the hull, making rhythmic sounds.

Rong Xi was immersed in her own thoughts when suddenly, she heard strange footsteps. She subconsciously turned her head and saw a handsome man appear in front of her.

The man had a playful smile on his face. To Rong Xi, that smile was like that of a fox with evil intentions, which made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"I don't seem to know you." Rong Xi frowned slightly, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

In fact, Rong Xi knew this person, and just now, he was Fu Mochen's younger brother Fu Zian.

"Miss Jiang, you don't know me, but I know you. You are such a beautiful girl. I was attracted by your eyes the moment I got on the boat." Fu Zian raised the corners of his mouth, with a frivolous tone in his words.

Rong Xi felt that this man's words were really frivolous and she felt annoyed. She didn't want to bother with him any more and planned to turn around and go back.

The moment she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Fu Mochen who was staring at her not far away.

A thought suddenly flashed through Rong Xi's mind. This Fu Zi'an came to see him, perhaps for some other reason. Since his relationship with Fu Mochen had been stagnant and there had been no substantial progress, perhaps he could find a breakthrough from this Fu Zi'an.

"Since you're here, why don't you introduce yourself?" Rong Xi stopped and looked at Fu Zian again, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Fu Zian was delighted to see that she took the initiative to talk to him. It seemed that she was just a woman who was paid.

This woman was not his real target, he just saw Fu Mochen getting very close to this woman.

Fu Zian knew Fu Mochen's character very well. He seemed humble and polite on the surface, but in fact he was cold and distant in his heart. A girl like him who could take the initiative to talk to him must be the one that Fu Mochen liked or cared about.

Since Fu Mochen cares so much, you can't blame him. It's Fu Mochen's fault for not hiding his feelings well.

Fu Zian, with what he thought was a charming smile, took a few steps closer to Rong Xi, acting extremely intimately.

"My name is Fu Zi'an, you can just call me Zi'an."

Rong Xi raised her eyebrows in pretended confusion, "Surname Fu, from the Fu family?" Her voice was soft, but like a sharp sword, piercing Fu Zian's vitals.

Fu Zian's expression changed slightly. He originally didn't want to dwell on this topic too much, but how could Rong Xi let him go so easily.

"I don't know which branch of the Fu family you are from. I only heard that the old man of the Fu family only has one son, and now he has only one grandson. Are you from a side branch?"

Rong Xi stared at Fu Zian, as if he could see through him. Fu Zian's face became uglier and uglier, and the original playfulness and confidence had long disappeared, replaced by an embarrassment of wanting to escape.

Fu Mochen, who had been observing the situation carefully from the side, raised the corners of his mouth slightly after hearing Rong Xi's words, and thought that Jiang Rongxi was a really interesting woman.

"No, I am also a son of the Fu family." Fu Zian said with some lack of confidence. His eyes began to avoid and he was no longer as calm as before.

Rong Xi was relentless, "That's not right, I've always heard that the Fu family only has one heir now, could it be that you are..." She deliberately did not finish her words, but the meaning was obvious, clearly implying that Fu Zian was the son of the mistress.

Fu Zian didn't expect Rong Xi to be so sharp-tongued. His face turned pale and blue. "Miss Jiang, it's better not to ask too much about other people's private affairs."

"I didn't ask. Didn't you come up to me on your own initiative? You didn't even tell me your identity. Don't you seem a little lacking in sincerity?" Rong Xi tilted his head slightly and looked at Fu Zian with a smile.

At this time, Fu Mochen on the other side saw Fu Zian's look and knew that he might lose his temper, so he hurried over and wanted to take him away.

Rong Xi also saw Fu Mochen, but instead of moving away from Fu Zian, she walked closer to him and spoke in a low voice.

"How dare a mistress's illegitimate child flaunt himself in public? Doesn't he know how filthy his identity is?"

This sentence was filled with 100% hostility, and Fu Zian could no longer suppress his temper.

"Bitch, I want you to pay for speaking so rudely."

He raised his hand high, his palm filled with anger, and was about to strike Rong Xi. At this critical moment, Fu Mochen, who arrived in advance, grabbed his wrist.

Fu Mochen tried his best to suppress his anger and scolded, "What are you doing? You can't offend the people here easily." After saying that, he pushed hard, and Fu Zian staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

"Fu Mochen, you dare to push me, aren't you afraid that I will tell my father?" Fu Zian shouted angrily.

Rong Xi looked at Fu Zian, speechless: "This is your father's private child, he looks quite old, and he hasn't been weaned yet."

Fu Mochen couldn't help but laugh when he heard Rong Xi's words, and responded: "She is only one year younger than me, but it seems that she is still breastfeeding and can't see her own identity clearly."

Fu Zian over there was shaking with anger, while Rong Xi and Fu Mochen over here were chatting as if nothing had happened. They completely ignored Fu Zian who was about to go crazy and turned to leave the deck.

"Bitch, I want you to die miserably." Fu Zian looked at the backs of the two people as they left, his eyes filled with viciousness, as if he wanted to tear the backs of the two people into pieces with his gaze.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept in, howling with such force that it blew Fu Zian, who was already unable to stand steadily, directly into the sea.

The sudden movement was immediately noticed by the people on the boat. They all ran over with confused and nervous expressions on their faces, not understanding how a person could suddenly fall off.

Immediately afterwards, the rescue team took action and quickly went into the sea to rescue people.

After this happened, the originally lively and cheerful atmosphere was instantly broken, and no one had the interest to continue having fun. So, before the banquet was over, the yacht hurried back to the shore.

From the moment Fu Zian fell, Pan Xianqi held Rong Xi's hand tightly. Her palms were full of cold sweat, fearing that something might happen to the two of them.

Fu Mochen had been following closely nearby. On the one hand, he was worried that Fu Zian would suddenly go crazy and cause trouble after coming up. On the other hand, he was also very surprised that Fu Zian fell into the sea.

He couldn't understand how a healthy person could fall down. After thinking about it, he finally came to a conclusion that Fu Zian wanted to attract everyone's attention, so he used such a method. After all, Fu Zian had used this trick since he was a child, and he succeeded every time. He just didn't expect that he would use such a method in such an occasion.

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