Chapter 44 - 44 44 Insiders

44: Chapter 44 Insiders 44: Chapter 44 Insiders Tang Cheng’s fingers were long and thin as he pointed to Su Jiao.

All eyes turned to look at her.

Su Jiao’s shoulders shrank, and her gaze darted around nervously.

Tang Cheng turned his head to Jiang Li and said, “I had just boarded the boat and had not yet had the chance to greet you when I saw her push someone into the water from behind, catching them off guard.”

Tang Cheng shrugged his shoulders, “Forgive my bluntness, but shouldn’t this be considered attempted murder?”

Everyone looked at Su Jiao.

Su Jiao turned pale, setting aside whether her previous action was a moment of impulse or premeditated, anyone could see that she now deeply regretted it.

Her lips trembled, and her voice sounded very weak.

“I…

I didn’t, you…

you mustn’t wrongly accuse me like this,” Su Jiao managed to say, but she feared her words were not convincing enough, given her current timid appearance.

And yet, Tang Cheng looked as serene as a clear breeze on a bright moon, and anyone could tell whose words held more credibility.

“If it wasn’t you, why would you be so nervous?” Jiang Li was extremely annoyed.

He had been bothered by her all day, and on the first day his new yacht hit the water, she stirred up such trouble!

Su Jiao added another line, “How could I possibly push my own sister into the water?”

Tang Cheng’s finger pointed to a corner, “There is surveillance here, and it’s also…” He took a closer look and continued, “Oh, night vision.

Little Li, bring up the surveillance footage, and we’ll see the truth.”

Su Jiao’s eyes suddenly widened, only then noticing an inconspicuous corner where a surveillance camera hung, blinking red, indicating it was actively recording.

She stammered, “I…

I didn’t mean to…

It was just…

just playing around with my sister.

I knew she could swim, that nothing would happen…

so, so I…”

Su Lu let out a cold laugh, “Yes, indeed I can swim.

Otherwise, with the many times you’ve pushed me into swimming pools since we were little, would I still be alive?

But this is the ocean.”

Playing around?

Jiang Li felt the situation was getting too troubling, but before he could speak, a drenched shadow suddenly flashed by.

The movement was too quick, everything happened so fast that no one even had the chance to react to what was happening.

Even Su Lu barely caught up with the man’s swift, seamless actions.

Bo Jingshen moved quickly, swiftly putting a wet, rope-tied life ring over Su Jiao’s head and then shoved her down.

The splash of someone hitting the water sounded.

No one expected Bo Jingshen to suddenly do that.

Su Jiao was utterly stunned.

The salty and bitter seawater rushed into her mouth and nose.

She was both shocked and scared.

She could swim, but swimming in the dark ocean was an entirely different concept from the pool in the backyard under the afternoon sunlight.

That kind of fear of the dark couldn’t be eased by simply knowing how to swim.

Because she had the life ring, she quickly floated to the surface despite her fear-induced stiffness and began coughing uncontrollably.

Bo Jingshen stood on the deck’s edge, coldly watching Su Jiao floating on the surface of the water, “This is called playing around.

I even gave you a life ring.

How about it, having fun?”

Su Jiao didn’t make a sound.

Bo Jingshen glanced sideways at Jiang Li and said, “Get someone from the dock to fish her out.”

His meaning was simple, he wanted her off the boat.

Jiang Li nodded and went to make a call.

Servants already brought over towels, and Bo Jingshen grabbed one and shook it open, throwing it over Su Lu’s head.

With her vision covered, Su Lu could only hear Bo Jingshen’s icy voice, “You have one more chance.”

“Ah?” Su Lu quickly removed the towel from her head, only then realizing that the words weren’t directed at her but at Su Jiao floating on the sea’s surface.

Su Jiao felt extremely aggrieved, feeling humiliated under everyone’s gaze.

But she didn’t think she was wrong, all the blame rested on Su Lu—if it wasn’t for Su Lu, how could she have suffered such an embarrassment?!

It wasn’t long before the dock staff arrived and fished Su Jiao out.

Jiang Li turned and gave an order, “Alright, the annoying one has left.

Set sail, let’s continue the fun!”

Su Lu and Bo Jingshen went to the cabin.

The cabin, befitting the yacht’s class, was decorated with considerable luxury and extravagance.

Bo Jingshen suggested she shower first.

Su Lu actually didn’t feel too cold, although her body was covered in seawater which was a bit uncomfortable, but she was more worried about Bo Jingshen’s back, where his stitches had just been removed.

Even though it was covered with a waterproof dressing, she wondered whether the immersion in seawater might affect it.

However, Bo Jingshen insisted she go first, and from the looks of it, he was still in a bad mood, obviously not yet calmed down.

Su Lu had no choice but to obediently proceed to the bathroom to shower.

Bo Jingshen sat down on the sofa, raised his hand to pick up the crystal decanter and a crystal Burgundy glass from the coffee table, poured a glass of breathed red wine, and sipped it slowly.

The agitation in his heart, the panic—all of it began to gradually, bit by bit, be suppressed.

Such dark seas, she had fallen into them.

He dared not recall his heart rate at that moment—it had either shot through the roof or froze completely.

This feeling, it was probably called ‘retrospective fear.’

And the last time he felt this way was when Bo Jingshen survived the plane crash.

He poured another glass of wine into his hand.

He hadn’t even noticed when someone had walked in through the door.

Not until the adjacent sofa sagged, with the genuine leather giving off its characteristic squeaky sound.

Then, Bo Jingshen turned to look at the person next to him.

Tang Cheng smiled, “You haven’t returned to Beijing in a while.”

“I was never from Beijing to begin with, so why talk about returning?” Bo Jingshen replied coldly.

“Don’t be like that,” Tang Cheng said warmly, “Even if you have your aversions…”

Tang Cheng didn’t specify what his aversions were, merely mentioning it before continuing, “but Jing Su has always sincerely treated you like family, as you know.”

Bo Jingshen’s face was expressionless, exuding a cold, inorganic indifference.

“I never had any ‘family’ to begin with,” Bo Jingshen stated flatly.

Hearing this, Tang Cheng chuckled, “Oh?

The one in the bathroom, do you not consider her family either?”

At this remark, Tang Cheng clearly saw a ripple of emotion cross Bo Jingshen’s face, which had been expressionless and icy until then.

Bo Jingshen’s lips were tightly pressed; he had no desire to respond.

But Tang Cheng bent his lips into a smile, “If that’s the case, then I’ll not hold back, right?

I find her quite interesting, pretty and intriguing.

There aren’t many women like that in Beijing…”

Bo Jingshen’s fingers tightened subtly; had he not clenched his teeth and held back, he might have shattered another glass.

Before they could continue their conversation,

Su Lu, already finished showering, came out of the bathroom wrapped snugly in a bathrobe—it was evident she had hurried through her shower.

As she emerged, she said, “I’m done, I’m done, Bo Jingshen, hurry up and wash yourself so the wound on your back that just had stitches removed doesn’t get infected.”