Xuanyuan Xuantian handed his luggage to the waiter, and Ling Xiaotu followed him to the VIP room. It was obviously not the first time for him to take a luxury liner, and he was familiar with it.
It was a VIP suite that was not too small, but the large bedroom only had one bed.
She walked to the window and reached out to press it. The glass was reinforced, but there was still a possibility of escaping through the broken window.
Although there is a blue sea below,,,,[
From this point of view, it is still feasible to escape by jumping out of the window.
"What are you thinking about?" Xuanyuan Xuantian asked.
"Escape route." Ling Xiaotu said.
"You don't need to run away, no one can hurt you." Xuanyuan Xuantian said, "As long as I live."
"Of course, you have to be responsible for me. It was you who abducted me to this hellish place." Ling Xiaotu said and nodded.
But she turned around resolutely, turned out her laptop, and began to let Ling Xiaotu try to hack into the host computer to find the blueprint of the entire ship.
She knew that people like Xuanyuan Xuantian never trusted others easily, but he believed in herself...
Regardless of all the education and warnings in his life, he believed in himself wholeheartedly.
If he is betrayed,,,, he will kill that person, kill her at any cost.
That kind of pain can only be compensated by death, like using the worst thing to deal with another worst thing, but in the end nothing can be saved.
He will bear the pain that penetrates his bones and marrow for a long time after that, because that is the price of gullibility.
Until she forgot them, which meant death.
Ling Xiaotu turned to look at Xuanyuan Xuantian. The man was looking down at the brochure. His movements were elegant and relaxed, as if he were at home.
It would often make it difficult for Ling Xiaotu to imagine what disasters and wars would happen between them, but it was almost inevitable.
She thought of Soma's prophecy again...
There was a knock on the door outside. Xuanyuan Xuantian had no intention of getting up. Ling Xiaotu subconsciously stood up and opened the door. She was used to being a servant.
There was a young waiter standing outside, holding an invitation in his hand. He saluted Ling Xiaotu politely.