Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 1622: Can We Step Aside to Talk?

“Alright, Brother Zheng.”

The junior brother also understood that something might be wrong. After glancing at the two people opposite, he leaped into the water to rescue Gu Qingyu.

“You two, did you just say that you bought this boat?” After the scene underwater had concluded, Brother Zheng turned to the two men and asked in a gentle and polite voice.

“Two days ago.”

Those two also knew what he wanted to ask, whether they had made a mistake, right?

But he could responsibly say to these people that they had not made a mistake; they bought this boat two days ago. It surely wasn’t possible that they had been staying on the wrong boat for two days.

The question Brother Zheng wanted to ask was directly stifled by their response.

If their purchase had been around the same time, he might have argued that it could be the boat owner’s mistake, but these two bought the boat two days ago, so that was impossible.

Therefore, he had to acknowledge a truth, they had been cheated by con artists on the coastline.

“I apologize, we have just arrived on the coast without understanding the situation. Zi Mo, let’s go.” He cupped his hands in apology to the two men, then prepared to leave with his group of junior brothers and sisters.

“What has happened?”

Just as they were about to leave, a stranger’s voice sounded beside their ears.

Everyone looked up to see two men not far behind, and another person had boarded the boat, the one who spoke being one of them.

Upon hearing the voice, the two men quickly turned their heads to look at the newcomer.

“Leader Su, you’ve come. Prince… cough, it’s just a little issue. Strangers accidentally boarded the ship,” the two explained. Wanting to ask about Prince Zhan’s wellbeing, they stopped upon remembering there were strangers present.

“How can you handle matters like this? Deal with it quickly.”

Leader Su was slightly displeased as he glanced over Brother Zheng and the others, then his gaze settled on Qian Jiyun and Zhan Beiye.

“King Qian, Prince Zhan, I had my men prepare your chambers for rest. Let me handle things here and then arrange your meals,” he said.

With that, he exchanged a look with the two subordinates carrying Xiang Qiyan’s stretcher, signaling them to also take the prince to rest first.

After such a journey, it would be impossible not to be tired.

“Qian Jiyun, An Jiuyue, let’s go pick out a cabin to rest in. I’m really exhausted,” Zhan Beiye said, talking with Qian Jiyun while following the man who had stepped forward, heading for the cabin.

Qian Jiyun’s cold gaze swept over the line of people before him without saying a word.

An Jiuyue was feeling the side effects; she was weak all over and drowsy. He really wasn’t in the mood to talk to these people. After all, they weren’t acquainted—it was just business.

“I’ll carry you to bed to sleep.”

He whispered to the person in his arms and was about to take her with the guards.

“Wait a moment.”

Brother Zheng paused when he saw Qian Jiyun.

He hadn’t expected such a coincidence; this boat actually belonged to him? He knew this person was either rich or noble. Prince, or perhaps a prince regent? His status was indeed not simple.

“That… Excuse me, young master, may I have a word with you?”

He didn’t pay much attention to the woman in Qian Jiyun’s arms. After all, Qian Jiyun hadn’t spared a second glance at someone as beautiful as Gu Qingyu before.

Perhaps she was just an ordinary woman who was being carried because she was injured.