Reborn to inherit a 100 billion fortune, the real daughter is crazy

Mo Li blinked in disbelief: "So you can sail a boat?"

Then he remembered that he had asked a stupid question. This guy can even fly a plane, so shouldn’t he be able to take over a small yacht in minutes?

Chi Cunxu patted his legs and motioned to her: "Ali, come here."

Mo Li immediately guessed what he wanted to do and waved his hands quickly: "No, no - I don't dare."

The last time they were on his Gulfstream G800 private jet, he asked her to try to control the plane. She was so nervous that she made a mistake and she was so scared that she thought the plane was almost going to crash and everyone on board was going to die. The memory is still vivid in her mind.

Her curiosity also has its limits, and she would never dare to do anything rash this time, even if she was beaten to death.

"This is very simple - I promise you." Chi Cunxu continued to seduce her.

"No." Mo Li was unmoved. She wanted to be a principled person.

Chi Cunxu still refused to give up: "Really? Did you play bumper cars when you were a kid? The principle is almost exactly the same as that."

"Really?" Mo Li admitted. She seemed a little moved.

After all, not everyone has the opportunity to drive a yacht on the Riviera without a license at the age of nineteen.

Chi Cunxu nodded: "It's more real than real gold."

Mo Li decisively sat down in front of him. Chi Cunxu opened his legs and moved to the back seat to give her enough space to move, then put his arms around her from behind.

She carefully climbed onto the yacht's steering wheel: "Is this okay?"

Chi Cunxu half leaned on her shoulder, his warm palm covering her hand, and completely embraced her in his arms: "Well, it's okay..."

He taught carefully and she learned quickly.

After she learned the basic operations, Chi Cunxu gradually loosened his hands, handed over all control of the steering wheel to her, and then slowly began to teach her how to turn and speed up.

The yacht had been drifting slowly on the sea all night, so much so that Mo Li had the illusion that it was really easy to control and that he had already mastered it, and he almost forgot that this was actually a super speedboat with a maximum speed of 70 knots.

As the speed increased, the bow slowly began to rise. Mo Li was so nervous that he completely forgot how to slow down, and his adrenaline surged.

Even though there was a vast ocean all around and not many reference points, she could feel the yacht's terrifying speed from the whistling sea breeze. Seeing that the yacht seemed to be gradually losing control in her hands, she could not help but scream.

In contrast, Chi Cunxu was not overly worried, as if everything was under control as long as he was there.

He rested his entire head on her shoulders and neck, and with a calm expression, he held her hand with one hand and took control of the steering wheel again. The yacht that was about to lose control magically became stable again in an instant.

Although the speed is still very fast.

Mo Li was frightened by the thrilling moment just now. If she wasn't afraid of danger, she really wanted to turn her head and bite him right now: "You lied to me again! How is this like a bumper car?!"

"The principle is exactly the same. Just try your best not to be hit by other things." Chi Cunxu argued again as if it was a matter of course.

Mo Li: “…”

They are exactly the same.

When will she stop being fooled by this fox?

……

Fortunately, the yacht finally docked safely at an island without any danger.

The place they came to was a private island, surrounded by white sandy beaches and light blue waters. The lush and dense forests were full of vitality and vigor. The beach and the green trees complemented each other, and every place was extremely charming. The nearby sea ecology was also very good, and large tracts of coral reefs and fish could be seen near the coast.

There is a private aircraft runway on the island. The largest and only building on the entire island is Chi Cunxu's private mansion. Apart from this, the island is rare in that it has retained its original ecological features. There is even a large jelly-like lake in the middle of the island.

Mo Li has never had any resistance to the seaside. After knowing that this island was also deserted, he was like a deer that had broken free from its restraints. After getting off the yacht, he ran barefoot all the way to the soft beach as if he had had nothing to do.

Chi Cunxu hastily fixed the yacht, picked up her shoes and chased after her: "Ari, slow down! There are a lot of shells on the beach--"

Before he could finish his words, the girl who was running like the wind in front of him fell down with a cry of "Ouch!"

Chi Cunxu's heart tightened and he hurriedly chased after her to take a look. Sure enough, a small piece of shell had scratched her white and tender foot, leaving a bloody mark.

Fortunately, it was not a serious injury, at least Mo Li did not take it seriously at all.

Unexpectedly, Chi Cunxu was extremely nervous. He carefully picked her up by the waist and brought her back to the yacht. He used the medicine box on the yacht to help her with emergency treatment, flushing the wound, disinfecting and bandaging it, and he did it smoothly.

Mo Li felt that he was really making a fuss. After all, she had never been a delicate person. Although she was a girl, she had been naughty since she was a child. She had suffered more serious injuries. Chu Shengfeng and his wife did not pay much attention to her. She knew that she was not liked by her adoptive parents, so she was basically too lazy to deal with the occasional minor injuries and waited for the wounds to heal slowly.

And the shell really only scratched the skin a little, leaving a small trace of blood.

She propped up her chin, looked at Chi Cunxu calmly, and said coldly: "If you help me deal with it later, it will probably be healed."

Chi Cunxu slapped her exposed thigh and said, "Don't think that you can ignore the wound because it's small. The creatures on the seashore may carry deadly bacteria, such as marine Vibrio vulnificus. If it's not treated in time, once you are unfortunately infected, the mortality rate is as high as 75%."

Mo Li thought about it carefully and it seemed that he had seen a case in the news about someone dying from being stung by seafood at the seaside.

But she wasn't really scared by this: "But the possibility of being infected is also very small, right? One in ten thousand? One in a hundred thousand?"

After all, countless people get injured at the beach every day, but I've never heard of anyone being killed by a shell.

“Even if it’s one in a million or one in ten million, it won’t work—” Chi Cunxu didn’t look up. He kneeled on one knee in front of her, holding her rosy ankle, and took out a waterproof Band-Aid and neatly applied it to the wound on her foot.

Mo Li stared at the movements of his hands without blinking, and a strange feeling inexplicably arose in her heart.

He really is taking good care of her.

Something deep inside Mo Li's heart gradually became softer and softer. Her eyebrows slightly curved, and she poked the man's tall and straight nose, tilting her head to look at him:

"Ah Xu, aren't you going to take me with you? I'm hungry, you should go catch some fish."