Making a gesture to his female companion, he whispered a few words to her in a low voice. The woman also laughed, and then nodded slightly to him.
The man hid outside the door, and the woman opened the door and saw that there was only one bodyguard nearby. She quickly walked forward and took his arm, "Sir, can you come in and help me? My husband is suddenly ill."
Got it!"
The people on board were all guests of Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian, and none of them were very important people with high status.
The bodyguard heard her say that her husband was ill and hurriedly followed her into the guest room.
The woman walked into the room with her bodyguard. The man hiding outside the door immediately pounced on him like a vicious wolf, covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel, and strangled his neck. The woman turned around and stabbed the dagger straight into the room.
The bodyguard's chest.
The bodyguard struggled for a moment and then fell down.
The man pulled off the wireless microphone from under his ear and put it on his own ear. He also pulled off the bodyguard's suit jacket and other items and put it on himself.
With this wireless microphone, they can know immediately if there is any movement from the other party, and then they can adapt accordingly.
Separated from two rooms.
In another guest room not far away, two women were still gossiping, but the content of the gossip had changed from the love triangle between Luo Xiaoqian, Leng Zimo, and Jiao Yang to this time the luxurious wedding itself.
In the closet, Luo Jun leaned against the cabinet board, frowning and hugging his knees, still sulking.
"It's such a pity. If the wedding went ahead, we could have spent two days on the sea, but now it's all in vain."
"Yes, this is my first time on such a luxurious cruise ship, and I still live in the first-class cabin... Sigh... Luo Xiaoqian is really born in the blessings and does not know the blessings. If it were me, don't say that Leng Zimo loves me so much.
, I don’t mind even if he has a few mistresses and three mistresses..."
"That's not to say, Jiao Yang's status is not ordinary. Don't think that he is just a president at ATV. His father is an orthodox British Duke, and he is the only son who has the hereditary Duke position waiting for him.
His father's company controls the largest energy company in the UK, with tens of billions of assets. In the future, these will not all be his. In comparison, he is not inferior to Leng Zimo, and may even have more assets than Leng Zimo.
It’s high.”
"Yes, my God, I was just thinking why Luo Xiaoqian rejected Leng Zimo. From the looks of it, maybe Jiao Yang is richer than Leng Zimo. This Princess Sissi looks quite innocent.
Yeah, I didn’t expect you to be so scheming... As long as you marry Jiao Yang, you will be the future duchess..."
"Hey!" Another person sighed, "Who says it's not the case? Luo Xiaoqian is really a powerful character who can have such two outstanding men in the palm of her hand..."
In the closet, Luo Jun was already so angry that he clenched his fists while listening to the two women talking about Luo Xiaoqian.
Although he couldn't quite understand some of the words, it wasn't hard for him to hear that they were talking about his mother, and they didn't say nice things.
"Nonsense!" He stood up and kicked open the cabinet door, "You are talking nonsense!"
Bang!
The cupboard door was kicked open, startling the two women who were gossiping.
The two of them were stunned for a moment before looking away. In the closet, they saw a little boy with a delicate face wearing a white dress, looking at them angrily.
