Lan Jinyao sat down on a chair and stared intently at those delicious-looking dishes; her salivary glands were constantly secreting saliva, and she felt hungrier the more she looked.

When the yacht started sailing, the sky gradually darkened, and she suddenly felt her sight become somewhat blurry.

Jiang Cheng must know that she was sitting outside because after he’d boarded the yacht, he hadn’t made an appearance yet.

Then, just as Lan Jinyao had extended her hand ...