The moment his body sank completely into the hot spring,
the warmth wrapped around him by the hot water was so comfortable that he could not help letting out a moan.
The daytime had ultimately passed in leisurely conversation with Adeline, enjoying delicious food, the sea breeze and scenery, and taking an afternoon nap on the deck sofa.
The refreshing sounds of sea breeze and waves, the perfectly sun-warmed soft sofa beneath the white canopy—
thinking of how busy he had been lately, constantly flying from place to place,
a whole day of laziness like this really was a luxury.
On the open-air deck of the fifth floor, in the circular heated pool exclusive to the shipowner's suite level,
after repelling the attack, getting tricked over the phone by his brother, accidentally revealing his appearance, and confirming the upcoming trip to Texas,
at the end of this day, which was drawing to a close with the night,
Fang Ran changed into swimwear and soaked in the hot spring atop the superyacht.
After three consecutive nights of battles at sea and escorting the last oil tanker, this life on the Atlantic Ocean was about to end as well.
Thinking back on these past two days of life aboard the yacht, he felt a faint reluctance to leave.
But there would surely be even more waiting for him on this trip to North America.
At this moment, Fang Ran tilted his head back and gazed absently at the night sky.
Far from land, far from crowds, far from society, responsibilities, and everything else,
in a boundless world of darkness, he enjoyed the hot spring atop the enormous yacht while gazing at the stars above the Atlantic Ocean.
The scene was so peaceful and beautiful that it felt almost unbelievable.
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