"Zimo!" Luo Xiaoqian held the phone, lifting her tear-streaked face from Leng Zimo’s embrace, looking at him, "I..."

Even though it was because of Jiao Yang, ruining all his preparations and causing him to lose face in front of so many guests, Luo Xiaoqian was still filled with apology and heartache.

"I know, I understand!" Leng Zimo tenderly cupped her small face, smiling indulgently, "A wedding is just a formality. I wasn’t satisfied with today’s ceremony; next time, I’ll prepare a more romantic wedding for you."

"Zimo..."

Luo Xiaoqian was both moved and saddened, words failing her, she simply opened her arms and hugged him tightly.

Leng Zimo embraced her waist, gently comforting her mood.

"I have Xiao Qian, the bravest and strongest girl. Rest assured, I will immediately send someone to investigate Jiao Yang’s current whereabouts. If I’m not mistaken, he must be in the United Kingdom. I will contact his family; they are a very capable family in the United Kingdom. Everything will be resolved, don’t worry... Your priority now is to leave the cruise ship. Once Luo Ke contacts you, have Cheang Xiao find a way to inform me; I’ll have Cheang Xiao protect you..."

Her mood slightly calmed under his comfort, "Mo Mo must be... he must be very upset."

Thinking of the stunned look in Luo Jun’s eyes when he glanced at her just now, Luo Xiaoqian’s heart sank once again.

These days, Luo Jun has been unusually excited because she and Leng Zimo were finally getting married; he even specially invited a few of his good friends from kindergarten to the wedding. With this development, the little guy must be very disappointed.

"I will comfort him!" Leng Zimo softly kissed her hair, lifted her face, and gently wiped away her tear streaks, "Look at me, who am I?"

"Leng Zimo!"

"Yes, I am your husband, Leng Zimo, the omnipotent Leng Zimo..." Leng Zimo’s lips curved slightly, "With your husband here, everything will pass, trust me!"

Luo Xiaoqian gently nodded.

"Good girl!" Seeing her gaze regain strength, Leng Zimo sighed with slight relief, "Alright, now, I have to send you away."

"Zimo!" Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to hold his palm, "I love you!"

"I love you too!" Leng Zimo embraced her again, "I love you more than before, and I will love you even more in the future!"

Inhaling deeply the unique scent that belonged to him, Luo Xiaoqian reluctantly left the comforting embrace that reassured her.

"I’m leaving." Leng Zimo kissed her cheek, turned to open the door, glanced at the crowd outside drawn by the commotion, pursed his lips, pointed outside, then roared, "Get out, get off the ship right now! I never want to see you again!"

"Zimo!"

"Sir!"

...

Everyone looked at his angry demeanor and exclaimed in surprise.

Luo Xiaoqian understood his intentions; it was to deceive Luo Ke’s informants on the ship. She lowered her face and, lifting her wedding dress, ran out from the doorway.

"Xiao Qian!"

Xu Xia and others hurried over to stop her.

Leng Zimo glanced at Luo Xiaoqian, surrounded by the crowd, "Cheang Xiao, take her off the ship, right now, immediately, I don’t want to see her for even a second longer!"

"Sir!" Cheang Xiao stepped forward, his beautiful thick eyebrows furrowed deeply, "Calm down..."