Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 168 I can see that you are deeply in love with your wife.

Cruise ship, ocean view suite.

The salty smell of the sea, mixed with rain and thunder, struggled to seep into the suite through the cracks in the glass.

The man stood before the railing, his pale white shirt stained with specks of crimson blood. He hadn't slept all night; his eyelids were bluish, and his light gray eyes were like glaciers, cold and pure, reflecting the churning black sea below.

Pei Weijin lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on his wrist.

The first thing that catches the eye is not the gruesome wound that almost runs across the forearm, but the couple's watches.

There was a very obvious scratch on the dial, which was caused by several mercenaries using daggers during the argument that day.

That day, although he had taken the weapon from a mercenary, Ivan was prepared thanks to Pei Jincheng's reminder.

Half of the mercenaries in the room had no bullets in their guns, while the other half had only one bullet in theirs. Even if Pei Weijin managed to get the bullet and successfully kill Ivan, he would face the worst-case scenario of mutual destruction, and might even lose Meng Yuting's life.

Now, he and Meng Yuting are imprisoned in two different rooms on the cruise ship, one at the bow and the other at the stern, far apart. The corridors are filled with armed mercenaries, making escape virtually impossible.

Soon, there was a light knock on the door, but Pei Weijin remained unmoved.

The person who knocked entered by swiping their card. Sally was wearing a red dress, with long, wavy black hair cascading down her chest, looking alluring and seductive.

She casually set aside the items in her hands, sat down on the neat bed, and said jokingly, "Mr. Pei, are you planning to starve yourself to death? Even if you want to escape, you need to be well-fed to have the strength, right?"

"Or is Mr. Pei worried that we've poisoned the food?"

Sally's words gradually faded in the room. Pei Weijin didn't even glance at her, gazing at the boundless deep sea, pondering a solution.

Sally shrugged indifferently and swept the dinner and breakfast on the table into the trash can.

She chuckled softly and said, "We are both intelligent people, and I can see that you are deeply in love with your wife. There is an old Chinese saying that a gentleman does not take what others cherish. Although I am not a gentleman, I do not wish to continue this entanglement."

"Compared to what I could gain from becoming Mr. Pei's wife, it's insignificant and cannot satisfy my desires. I'd rather make a deal with you."

Upon hearing this, Pei Weijin finally raised his eyelids, lowered his rolled-up sleeves to carefully cover the watches, and turned to ask, "What kind of deal?"

Sally's eyes gleamed with ambition: "I've replaced the people in the monitoring room; no one will know about our conversation."

“I can help you get rid of that old bastard Ivan, or provide two lifeboats to help you and your assistant safely evacuate the sea. But on the condition that you use your connections to help me seize full control of the Ivan family.”

Since she recognized Ivan as her godfather, what she sought was never the empty title of "France's most beautiful woman." What she craved was power, status, and, above all, inexhaustible wealth.

Pei Weijin did not answer immediately, but instead asked, "Ms. Sally, are you aware of the business that the Evan family is involved in in France and throughout the western region?"

Sally avoided the topic, picked up a bottle of iodine, and walked to Pei Weijin's side: "In this world, if you want to make money, you have to be bold and careful. The timid starve to death, and the bold eat themselves to death."

Pei Weijin was not surprised by her answer. His gaze swept over the listening device hidden in the vase in the corner of the wall, and he nodded calmly: "Okay, I promise you."

"Mr. Pei, then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Sally tossed the iodine solution to Pei Weijin with a smug smile on her face, then turned and left the suite.

She took Meng Yuting away in Ivan's name, then seized a loaded gun from a mercenary, hid it under her belt, and went to Ivan's room.

She orchestrated the whole thing, from beginning to end, to tie Pei Weijin up and bring him here.

Evan mistakenly believed she was blinded by love and didn't suspect anything further. He even wanted to profit from the situation, but Sally's goal was always Evan's life.

In Sally's view, while outstanding men are certainly attractive, if Pei Weijin can abandon his wife for profit today, he can do the same tomorrow.

Men are ultimately untrustworthy.

The cruise ship sailed on the dark sea, with only faint lights illuminating the deck.

Meng Yuting was pushed into the room, staggering, and immediately caught sight of his boss.

He was somewhat excited: "President Pei!"

I inexplicably felt a sense of kinship, like two people from the same hometown meeting and their eyes welling up with tears.

After confirming that he was safe and sound, Pei Weijin gave a brief reply: "Mm".

Meng Yuting noticed the wound on Pei Weijin's hand and, with great insight, said, "President Pei, let me treat your wound for you, otherwise it may easily become infected."

After saying that, he went to get the iodine solution.

Unexpectedly, Pei Weijin poured the entire bottle of iodine into a vase next to him.

Meng Yuting's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his face filled with astonishment: "???"

Hmm? The feelings have faded? You don't even want to use him to treat your wounds anymore?

Will he be fired when he returns to China?

Pei Weijin took out a small, black, round sticker from the vase. The hole of the bugging device was completely filled with dark brown iodine.

“This bottle of iodine is unusable; Sally put the key to the lifeboat deck in it.”

He stepped on the bugging device, his black leather shoes grinding it lightly, making a "sizzling" sound.

At Pei Weijin's instruction, Meng Yuting threw the broken bugging device out the window.

"Would Sally be so kind?" Meng Yuting frowned, full of doubt.

Pei Weijin shook his head: "The key is probably fake. Given the current situation of the Evan family, she doesn't need my help at all. Instead, she needs a scapegoat. Once Evan dies, she will pin all the blame on me and use hatred to solidify her family's position."

Meng Yuting broke out in a cold sweat: "If that's really the case, wouldn't we be shot dead the moment we step out?"

"Then what do we do now?"

"Waiting for rescue is the safest option."

Pei Weijin said in a deep voice, "According to the original plan, the national rescue team is already on its way, but the thunderstorms will cause delays. They should arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest. During this period, we must not escalate any conflicts."

Meng Yuting nodded repeatedly. He had been working alongside Pei Weijin since graduating with his master's degree, so he was naturally adept at his work. However, he still lacked experience when it came to such complex power struggles.

Poverty limited his imagination of the evil in human nature.

In short, he can't go wrong by following President Pei.

There was no clock in the room, and their cell phones had long been thrown into the sea, their whereabouts unknown.

Meng Yuting could only stare at the sea surface, judging from the slight rocking of the cruise ship that it was circling within a range of two hundred meters.

When Pei Weijin looked at his watch again, the hour hand had already completed one and a half revolutions. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out on the ship, followed by a riot.

Some guests were frightened, and screams echoed throughout the room.

Meng Yuting had always lived in the peaceful country of China and had never experienced anything like this before. Hearing the gunshots that sounded like firecrackers, he became somewhat unsettled.

"President Pei, something's wrong. Sally's men and Ivan's men are exchanging fire, and many innocent guests have been caught in the crossfire. Could they break in?"

Outside was in complete chaos, bullets flew indiscriminately, but staying inside was even more perilous; it was better to take a gamble amidst the confusion. Guests scattered in all directions, and with so many people and eyes, it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

After a moment's thought, Pei Weijin made a decisive decision: "Let's go to the deck."