An Encounter with Selena and Bieber

That afternoon, sunlight pierced through thin clouds and spilled across the vast sea, setting countless ripples glittering.

Li Yufei held Taylor's hand as they boarded their exclusive private yacht and slowly sailed away from the overwater villa area.

The yacht was pure white from bow to stern, with sleek lines. As it glided across the crystal-clear lagoon, it barely stirred a ripple.

There were no accompanying staff to disturb them. Only a dedicated captain remained at the controls, waiting in a distant cabin.

The two stood side by side against the viewing rail at the front of the yacht, letting the sea breeze brush through their hair and clothes.

Taylor wore a simple pale slip beach dress that highlighted her slender figure and sweet, gentle aura.

Without her heavy stage makeup, her clean, lively features looked pure and delicate, while her radiant smile outshone the warm sun overhead.

Li Yufei wore an ultra-simple white casual shirt, the cuffs casually rolled up to his forearms. He looked refined and upright, full of youthful charm.

With the sharp edge of the pitch gone, and the noble presence of the red carpet faded away, he seemed gentle, relaxed, clean, and soothing.

Their fingers were interlaced, their figures perfectly matched and their temperaments blending together. From afar, they looked like a breathtakingly romantic island painting.

The yacht slowly sailed through uninhabited waters, surrounded only by deep blue seawater, schools of fish, and the silent silhouette of a volcano in the distance.

They had assumed they would have the entire private sea area to themselves and would not run into anyone they knew.

Yet when they reached a quiet bay midway through the journey, they found another private yacht anchored ahead.

Its body was equally understated and luxurious, with a minimalist style. It was clearly