Kong Hou completely ignored Qin Zifeng; she stayed close to Tang Wanwan, swam with her, and had dinner with them. After dinner was the first dance party of the past few days. The group dressed to the nines, Luo Siqing changed into another gown that Qin Zifeng bought her. Tang Wanwan and Kong Hou donned gowns designed by Yan Bin, the styles of the two skirts made it clear they were sister dresses.
"Yan Bin isn’t entirely useless, after all." Kong Hou looked in the mirror, satisfied as she twirled, and uttered this comment.
Qin Zifeng rubbed the back of his head, getting more curious by the day about whose child Kong Hou was. Helplessly, Tang Wanwan still wouldn’t tell him.
"Let’s go, we’re off to the party." Tang Wanwan held Kong Hou’s hand.
Meanwhile, Luo Siqing linked arms with Qin Zifeng, exchanged a deep glance, and headed out together.
...
Yan Bin also had dressed up. To invite Dong Xiao for a drink, he had asked his friend to help him buy a bottle of precious old estate Fula Red Wine at a high price. This wine exists only in one crate worldwide, with fifteen bottles, each sip is history, and even the empty bottles are considered antiques, with auction prices constantly rising. Yan Bin spent 600,000 international currency to acquire this bottle.
Yan Bin specially selected a deep purple tailcoat that complemented him greatly. His meticulously designed hairstyle and light makeup made him even more handsome. On a normal international fashion show, Yan Bin dressed this way would undoubtedly be the talking point of the fashion circles the next day. It wouldn’t be exaggerated to say he is a dream lover for countless men and women.
As soon as Yan Bin stepped out, he encountered many people heading to the party in the corridor; his outfit instantly drew the fiery gaze of these people. But he focused ahead, passing through them toward Dong Xiao’s door.
Yan Bin reached Dong Xiao’s door, nervously raised a hand to adjust his bow tie, took a deep breath, and knocked on Dong Xiao’s door.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
No response came, so Yan Bin leaned over and pressed his ear to listen for any movement inside.
It wasn’t until five minutes later that Yan Bin confirmed Dong Xiao was indeed not in the room. His plan had fallen through, and a hint of disappointment surfaced on his face. He took the rose pinned to the pocket of his left chest and plucked off one petal after another, scattering them at Dong Xiao’s doorway.
Just as he was feeling down, the cruise ship seemed to be lifted by the waves, rocking back and forth at a 60-degree angle. Yan Bin didn’t stand steadily and staggered, almost kissing the corridor wallpaper.
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted from the crystal elevator entrance not far down the corridor, and then it went dark, followed by the standby signs on the elevator disappearing one after another. Within minutes, the entire cruise ship plunged into darkness.
The eerie green emergency exit signs flickered like ghostly flames.
What’s going on?
Yan Bin felt a moment of dread in his heart.
How could the cruise, proclaimed as the world’s most luxurious and sturdy ship, have such an accident?
This isn’t possible.
Yet now, the problem is real.
The people in the middle of the ballroom had been dancing only a moment ago and were now going wild, shouting, screaming, cursing—utter chaos.
Yan Bin rubbed his left face; his left side had painfully met the corridor, making him grit his teeth. As he slid down the corridor to sit, just then, the door connecting the Ultimate Zone to the crystal elevator closed with a bang.