He stood at the forefront, his gaze burning intently at Gu Xingnian on the stage, his heart stirring uncontrollably.
He never knew Gu Xingnian could play the piano!
Blind Play—even international masters might not achieve such a level.
Might not… be so soul-stirring!
This was undoubtedly a musical genius!
Fu Beichen felt as if he was rediscovering Gu Xingnian.
This woman, once overlooked and underestimated by him, actually possessed such dazzling brilliance!
Below the stage, Lu Lie’s eyes blazed. How many years had it been since he last heard her piano music?
As the piece concluded, Gu Xingnian slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, breathtakingly beautiful.
The entire venue fell into silence, everyone immersed in the recent singing and piano music, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.
Suddenly, enthusiastic applause erupted, with various praises echoing through the air.
Marian’s eyes welled up with tears as she approached Gu Xingnian and said excitedly in French:
“You played wonderfully! Thank you for helping me complete the performance.”
Gu Xingnian simply smiled faintly.
Marian took the initiative to hold Gu Xingnian’s hand, and the two walked down the stage side by side, accepting the audience’s applause and cheers.
At that moment, Marian’s husband and Fu Beichen stepped forward together.
Mr. Berry said to Gu Xingnian in French:
“Thank you very much for helping my wife.”
Just as Fu Beichen was about to translate for her, unexpectedly, Gu Xingnian replied in fluent French:
“Mr. Berry, you’re too kind. I truly enjoy Marian’s songs, and it’s an honor to perform alongside her.”
This woman…
Fu Beichen’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
He watched as fluent, standard French flowed from her rosy lips, carrying a unique rhythmic quality.
She actually knew French?
And… she effortlessly mentioned Mr. Berry’s name, clearly aware that Mr. Berry was the diplomatic ambassador of Country F, playing a crucial role for Fu’s.
How many more secrets did she have that he didn’t know?
She was like a forbidden book with a gorgeous cover—knowing that opening it might lead to ruin, yet unable to resist the urge to explore further.
This damn allure!
Marian embraced her and said gratefully:
“Darling, thank you so much. I hope you can visit Country F in the future so I can properly host you.”
Gu Xingnian smiled faintly, “There will surely be an opportunity. I really like Country F.”
Mr. Berry suddenly asked Fu Beichen bluntly:
“Chase, could this beautiful lady be the esteemed Mrs. CEO?”
Just as Fu Beichen was about to respond, a cold voice interjected.
“She is my companion: Miss Gu, Mr. Berry.”
Lu Lie approached at the right moment, his large hand gently resting on Gu Xingnian’s fragrant shoulder.
Fu Beichen felt a sudden, abrupt sense of being checkmated at the brink of victory, as if losing a rook.
Jiang Kexin suddenly walked over, linking her arm with his, and said:
“Beichen brother, let’s go to the deck to watch the fireworks.””
Seeing that Lu Lie and Mr. Berry were chatting happily, they withdrew from the small gathering.
Not long after, a roaring sound echoed in the sky.
The fireworks had begun, and the guests gradually moved outdoors.
In the night sky, “Boom! Boom! Boom!”—deafening roars echoed as resplendent fireworks blossomed like enormous colorful flowers across the profound curtain of darkness.
Tangerine-red, emerald-green, radiant-purple, golden-yellow… countless sparks trailed long tails, intertwining and exploding, illuminating the entire sea area as bright as day, yet dreamlike.
The drifting vessel launching the fireworks was approximately three nautical miles from the Fu’s main cruise ship.
This distance was perfect—far enough to escape the bustle of the main vessel yet close enough to take in the full splendor of the dazzling display, like admiring a flowing, magnificent giant canvas.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful!”
“Quick, take pictures! This angle is perfect!”
Guests raised their phones one after another, shutter sounds rising and falling as they attempted to capture this ultimate romance and luxury.
Overhead, the Fu’s drone fleet hovered silently like loyal eyes, recording this grand and beautiful moment from every angle.
Jiang Kexin, like a peacock finally spreading its feathers, seemed to melt entirely into Fu Beichen’s solid chest.
Tilting her face upward, her eyes sparkled with a light brighter than the fireworks.
It was a complex mix of excitement, infatuation, and the fulfillment of a long-held desire.
“Beichen, look, it’s so beautiful…”
Her voice carried a deliberate note of coquettishness and a tremble.
Just then, a waiter passed by with a tray. Quick-eyed and deft-handed, Jiang Kexin seized the moment to pick up two glasses of golden champagne.
Turning, she offered one to Fu Beichen, her gaze burning intently as it locked onto him.
“Beichen,” she took a deep breath, her tone turning utterly sincere.
“In the past… I was too foolish, too immature. When you were at your lowest, when you needed someone the most, I left you because of… because of what I called a damn career.”
She paused, as if weighing her words or recalling that less-than-glorious past.
“Actually, I thought… only by becoming strong enough, standing high enough, would I be worthy and capable of coming back to help you, not be a burden to you.”
Her eyes reddened slightly, her voice choked with emotion.
“Fortunately, heaven still favors me. Today… the one standing by your side is still me.”
Fu Beichen looked at her, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile, his eyes still filled with deep affection.
“I don’t blame you. As long as you behave, everything you desire can be yours.”
Everything?
Jiang Kexin’s emotions soared to their peak!
Was this his promise?
Tonight, she would offer herself to him, here on this romantic sea.
Raising her glass, her gaze was resolute and full of anticipation.
“Beichen, to us… lasting as long as the heavens.”
“Clink—”
The crisp sound of clinking glasses stood out distinctly against the backdrop of fireworks.
Both tilted their heads back and drained their champagne in one go.
Setting down her glass, Jiang Kexin contentedly leaned against him again, as if wanting to embed herself completely into his life.
Just then, Fu Beichen’s phone vibrated abruptly in his pocket.
Frowning slightly, he took it out, glanced at the caller ID, and said to Jiang Kexin:
“I’ll be right back.”
With that, he turned and walked toward a relatively quiet corner by the ship’s railing.
On the other end of the line was Lin Qi’s voice, reporting something rapidly.
Fu Beichen listened quietly, but his deep eyes gradually turned cold, as if frosted over.
After hanging up the phone, he stood in place, his sharp gaze deliberately sweeping and scanning through the crowd on the deck.
Sheng Weiwei was chatting and laughing with several socialites not far away.
Gu Shaoheng held a wine glass, speaking in low tones with another beauty in the corner.
But… Gu Xingnian’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
The woman who could always easily stir his emotions had actually vanished at this moment.
Wait, Lu Lie was also missing.
These two people…
An uncontrollable thought flashed through Fu Beichen’s mind.
Where were they? Could they be taking advantage of the lively atmosphere to secretly meet in some hidden corner?