The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 498: man covered in blood

Wushuang and Guimian’s plane made a stopover on a small island in the southern waters of China, only an hour’s flight from the Philippines. The plane’s fuel system malfunctioned, forcing them to land on the island. Guimian repaired the fuel system, but they ran out of fuel and couldn’t find a way to refuel. They stayed on the island for three days. After three days, fishing boats went out to sea and happened to enter the waters near the northern Philippines. They took a ride on one of their boats to the northern waters before transferring to another boat to reach the Philippines. They

weren’t in a hurry and had a relaxed schedule, so they took the opportunity to explore the island. The fishermen they stayed with were Chinese, a middle-aged couple with a six-year-old son and a three-year-old daughter. The whole family relied on the father’s fishing for a living. The fisherman who took

Wushuang and Guimian in was surnamed Zhang, in his early thirties, known as Old Zhang, and his wife as Sister-in-law Zhang. Wushuang got along very well with the family; the couple were very hospitable, showing them around and letting them enjoy the island’s scenery. 80% of the island’s population was Chinese, all relying on fishing for a living, and their lives were quite difficult.

Although life was tough, they remained optimistic. Seeing Zhang Sao’s smiling face every day, they never worried about the hardships. Being happy together as a family was more important than anything else. Her biggest worry was the danger her husband faced at sea while fishing; she could only relax when he returned. Without fishing, life would be too difficult, and they had no other skills.

Wu Shuang took Zhang’s two children, Xiao Jie and Xiao Yu, to play at the beach every day. The two children, seeing purple eyes for the first time, thought it was beautiful and adored Wu Shuang. They spent every day playing at the beach.

She found a worn-out guitar in Old Zhang’s house. It was said that Old Zhang was once a skilled guitarist, but he hadn’t played in recent years due to the hardships of life, and the strings were worn out. This guitar was a token of love he had given to Zhang Sao years ago, touching the heart of this woman from a scholarly family, leading her to endure such a turbulent life with him. Seeing Zhang Sao’s beautiful and content smile every day, Wu Shuang knew she had never regretted her decision.

"You can play the guitar?" Ghost Face asked Wu Shuang curiously.

"You’ll see in a moment." Wushuang smiled mysteriously. She wore a white sleeveless T-shirt and hot pants, sitting alone on a rock. The soft glow of the setting sun enveloped her, and sweat trickled down her fair collarbone, making her both sexy and alluring, radiating a powerful beauty. The setting sun cast a thin layer of light on her face, making Wushuang as beautiful as a pearl rising from the sea.

Wushuang tuned the guitar, tested a few notes, and then played "Sailor," singing as she played. The guitar strings weren’t particularly high-quality, but under Wushuang’s fingertips, they seemed to come alive, the tone clear and full of emotion. The nearby fishermen were captivated. This song resonated deeply with both fishermen and sailors, who sang it with a melodious and grand voice.

Her dark hair fluttered in the breeze, and the woman sang with either her head bowed or tilted back, exuding charm and grace, seemingly lost in her own world, accompanied only by the song. Ghost Face was mesmerized. He vaguely remembered a similar scene from a few years ago, where his fiancée, also in a white dress, sat on a rock by the sea, singing a beautiful song, as if it were yesterday.

Lost in thought, Ghost Face picked up his camera and captured the moment.

The twilight light, the smartly dressed, sexy woman, her beautiful face, her flowing hair, the deep blue sea, her entranced expression... it was like a brightly colored yet lonely and magnificent oil painting.

Mo Wushuang was truly dazzling.

What man in the world was worthy of such a woman?

Who had the confidence to stand beside her without being overwhelmed by her brilliance? At that moment, Wushuang was the only color in the world.

This song, "Sailor," was taught to her by Kaka when she first learned guitar. He taught her step by step. Back then, they were on Agent Island—the island of the First Terrorist Organization—where she wasn’t allowed to go. But Wushuang, being willful, took advantage of Ye Wei’s privileges and once went to Agent Island to see Kaka. He happened to be resting for two days and taught her this song, "Sailor."

She loved the guitar, but was too busy to learn. Finally, after learning, she went to find him, wanting to play for him. Those youthful days were wonderful; even now, the memories are filled with the scent of the sea breeze.

After finishing the piece, Wushuang still had a wistful smile on her lips. Guimian didn’t dare disturb her. Xiaojie and Xiaoyu ran over, grabbing her arms and praising, "Sister Wushuang, you play the guitar so well, and your singing is so beautiful..."

Wushuang snapped out of her reverie, picked up Xiaoyu and Xiaojie, and sat them beside her, smiling as she said, "Sister will teach you."

Guimian took pictures nearby. Wushuang was teaching the children guitar when suddenly they saw several fishing boats returning. The women waiting on the beach waved and cheered; the fishermen who had gone out to sea a few days ago were returning.

Wushuang wasn’t initially concerned. The weather at sea had been good these past few days, and there was little danger at sea. She had also roughly figured out the fishermen’s habits. What truly caught her attention was the strong smell of blood carried on the sea breeze...

Guimian also sensed it. The two looked up at the fishing boats. Four fishing boats had returned. A woman nearby said, "Why are there only four boats? Ten boats went out..."

As the fishing boats docked, Wushuang narrowed her eyes. A man disembarked from one of the boats, covered in blood. His wife rushed forward in shock and screamed. The others were startled. Then, several more people disembarked, and they carried out more than ten corpses...

Wushuang and Guimian exchanged a glance. Xiaojie and Xiaoyu were startled and hurriedly ran into Zhang Sao’s arms. Wushuang and Guimian rushed over to take a look. The corpses were covered in blood, with more than ten bullet wounds on their bodies...

Bullets?

Several women rushed forward, throwing themselves onto the corpses and wailing. Their mournful cries seemed to carry a touch of sorrow even on the sea breeze. The returning fishermen stood silently weeping. One woman’s tragedy was the most tragic; her husband and two sons had all perished in the fishing.

Having lived on the island for several days, Wushuang was deeply moved by the fishermen’s simplicity and warmth. Seeing this horrific scene, she felt a pang of sadness and could roughly guess what had happened to them. They

must have been fishing out of their own waters and encountered the coast guard... A surge of anger welled up within her. Even if these fishermen had accidentally crossed into the open sea, the coast guard shouldn’t have fired their guns—so many lives lost. Because of the fishermen’s brutal exploitation of near-shore waters, the lack of fish in those waters plagued every fisherman. Therefore, when they went out to sea, they sometimes crossed into their own territorial waters, causing disturbances.

But usually, they were driven away; who would fire their guns?

This was too much.