Chapter 55: Becoming the Plumpest Melon in the Field
Fu Yue glared at Ji Hanmo, ignoring the teasing. Without a word, he headed straight for the bathroom.
“Iâm borrowing your bathroom.”
Ji Hanmoâs deep laughter echoed behind him.
Cold water poured over his head, washing away some of the heat from his body.
Fu Yue suddenly felt much more refreshed.
Just then, a system notification rang in his mind.
[Ding! Host, it has been detected that the highlight of this cruise tripâthe “Jealousy Flames” variety playâhas been successfully completed!]
Fu Yue leaned against the cold tiles and let out a long sigh of relief.
Although the mission on the ship had been fraught with accidents, it was finally done.
With his mood relaxed, the previous feelings of embarrassment were diluted.
Fu Yue began to hum a song happily in the bathroom.
When he walked out wearing Ji Hanmoâs silk bathrobe, he looked completely relaxed.
Ji Hanmo was leaning by the mini-bar, holding a bucket of freshly made ice.
“It seems I share a fate with your body temperature,” he teased, “and you share a fate with my bathrobe.”
Fu Yue blinked and realized that Ji Hanmoâs gaze was drifting toward the “sinful” suitcase in the corner.
“Are you sure you don’t want to change into your own clothes?” Ji Hanmo pointed at the suitcase.
Fu Yue forced himself to stay calm and walked to the cart to inspect the food, trying to divert attention.
Ji Hanmo walked over as well.
The two of them casually picked out a few items from the mountain of food containers.
A few minutes later, the circular dining table in the living room was set with exquisite delicacies.
Ji Hanmo pulled out a chair for Fu Yue and refilled his glass of soda water with plenty of ice.
The two sat opposite each other.
After the chaotic ordeal just now, the current peace felt particularly rare.
Fu Yue was indeed hungry.
He hadn’t eaten much of that BBQ on the beach, as his energy had been spent fighting a battle of wits and courage against Kevin.
At this moment, he picked up his cutlery and ate heartily.
Occasionally, he used his peripheral vision to quietly observe the man across from him.
Ji Hanmo didn’t seem hungry; he only took a few bites to accompany him, spending most of his time watching him.
The dishes on the table were abundant, but the ones placed in front of him happened to be all the ones he liked.
The cold sashimi he always disliked remained untouched by Ji Hanmo as well.
Instead, the plate of light steamed fish and the grilled beef tenderloin drizzled with a secret sauce were pushed to his hand.
Fu Yueâs movements slowed down, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.
A coincidence?
Probably not.
Ji Hanmo had mentioned the original hostâs dietary taboos before.
But now, everything was placed exactly according to his current tastes.
Once could be a coincidence, but now, having precisely avoided his minefields and catered to his preferences…
Fu Yue looked up and met those deep eyes.
He lowered his head and took a large gulp of ice water to cool himself down.
The bubbles of the soda water exploded on his tongue, bringing a faint stinging sensation.
In the room, the cutlery lightly clinked against the porcelain platesâa soft, fragmented sound.
The atmosphere was very cozy.
Like the sky after a heavy rainâwashed clean, with a tranquil and soothing texture.
“When the cruise docks,” Ji Hanmo started, “what are your plans?”
Fu Yue was stunned and answered subconsciously, “Tour Dream Mist Island?”
“Dream Mist Island” was the destination of the cruiseâs maiden voyage, a private small island under the Pei familyâs name.
It was said to have pleasant scenery and was a popular tourist spot.
“Too boring.” Ji Hanmo shook his head and put down his cutlery. “I know a place I want to take you to see.”
“Where?”
“It doesn’t have an official name yet,” Ji Hanmoâs gaze was soft. “Itâs not on the regular shipping routes. Itâs a private atoll of mine.”
Ji Hanmo described the scenery there.
The seawater has seven colors, and the beach is pinkish-white, incredibly soft to walk on.
There are glass cottages over the water.
During the day, you can lie down and watch schools of fish swim beneath you; at night, you can see the entire Milky Way fall into the sea.
“It sounds beautiful.”
Listening to his description, Fu Yue could almost imagine that peaceful and exquisite scene.
But he also felt that in such a beautiful, semi-isolated environment, the things that could happen… were too many.
Therefore, he didn’t agree immediately; the fingers holding the water glass only tightened slightly.
Ji Hanmo saw his hesitation.
“There’s no rush to decide the itinerary; just treat it as an option for now.”
He picked up his cutlery again and cut a piece of fish for Fu Yue.
When Fu Yue left room A07, it was already early morning.
The morning light shone through the porthole in the hallway.
Fu Yue was wearing Ji Hanmoâs casual T-shirt and beach shorts, dragging that “battle-worn” suitcase with one hand while subconsciously supporting his waist with the other.
He walked very slowly.
He had struggled too violently while being tickled last night, causing his muscles to cramp.
Even now, that soreness hadn’t faded, making his walking posture a bit awkward.
“Do you see? Thatâs him, Young Master Fu. He looks even better in person than in photos.”
Two waiters pushed a cleaning cart past the corner.
“Tsk, more than just good-looking. Last night… I heard he cried out all night. Even the walls of this floor seemed to be vibrating.”
The two looked back, caught a glimpse of Fu Yue supporting his waist, and exchanged a meaningful look.
“Yes, yes, yes! I saw it in the ‘Gossip Field’ group! Jason saw it with his own eyes when delivering food. The scene was…”
“Exactly! How does this look like ‘kidney deficiency’?”
“I heard he asked housekeeping to send a suitcase of ‘toys’ in advance. They played very wildly. Just now when I went to collect the cart from room A07, the battlefield was tragicâthe sofa and carpet both need deep cleaning!”
The hushed discussions drifted into Fu Yueâs ears.
“Rumor has it he sought out a famous doctor from the Pei family for impotence; it seems he was actually treating a different illness.”
“What illness?”
“Sex addiction!”
“Holy crap…”
Fu Yue: “…”
As he dragged his suitcase, his feet stumbled, and he almost failed to stand steady.
He had originally designed it so the whole ship could “eat the melon” of Kevin “offering himself” to Ji Linye.
As it turned out, due to a series of errors, heâthe “melon grower”âhad become the plumpest melon in the field.
But… this coincidence didn’t seem too bad.
Supporting his waist, he straightened his spine.
At least the rumor that Young Master Fu was “impotent” should be thoroughly cleared now.
What truly sent him into deep thought were the words Ji Hanmo said before he left.
“When the vacation ends, our contract also expires. I won’t force you to stay by my side; I will leave the choice to you.”
Those words created ripples in his heart.
He was free, yet he didn’t seem to experience the lightness he had imagined.
At the time, he was pulling his suitcase, leaving room A07.
Ji Hanmo saw him to the door.
Behind him, the question asked in a very light yet serious tone was what kept him bothered.
“Fu Yue, do you… really not remember me?”
That sentence again.
Fu Yue had seen that group photo in the Fu family album before.
He now deeply suspected that the original host had some kind of entanglement with Ji Hanmo during their youth.
What exactly happened between them?
Should he… use the “Memory Fragment Repair” item given by the system to take a look?
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