"NO!" Leng Zirui shook his head with a smile, "Because I’ve already found a new lover."
"Oh?" Roselia blinked, teasingly asked, "Who’s it this time, FBI or CIA?!"
"Of course not." Knowing she was referring to Roy’s encounter with the international police before, Leng Zirui merely raised his hand to push away her arm and leaned lazily against the back of the chair, "This time it’s truly a beauty!"
As the two joked, the speedboat had already started, breaking waves as it left the port, heading into the depths of the sea.
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Time never shifts according to anyone’s will; it moves forward unhurriedly from night to morning. Whether Luo Xiaoqian wished it or not, morning finally arrived.
Standing by the window, watching the sun slowly rise above the horizon, observing the golden morning light spreading across the sea. Despite the beautiful scenery, Luo Xiaoqian was in no mood to enjoy it.
In the sunlight streaming in through the window, she simply placed both her palms on her lower abdomen.
"Xiao Xiao, you must remember to remind mommy."
The door was gently pushed open, and Luo Ke walked in slowly with a tray in one hand. Seeing Luo Xiaoqian standing by the window, he gave her a gentle smile, "Sissi, good morning."
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the breakfast in his hand, her gaze landing on his face, and then she noticed that Luo Ke had cut his hair. He originally had shoulder-length silver hair, but now it had been cut into a neat short hairstyle, identical to Leng Zimo’s.
Luo Ke walked over and placed the tray on the small table, "What would you like to drink, juice or milk?"
"Sir!" The voice of a subordinate came from outside the door, "Dr. Yin is here."
"Let him wait," Luo Ke replied loudly.

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