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Li Xiulan and Luo Weidong applied sunscreen and sat in the cabin for a while.

Once the novelty wore off, the two became restless.

Li Xiulan stood up and walked towards the stern of the boat, saying as she went, "Didn't Xiaofei say he wanted to go fishing? Come on, let's go fishing, and we'll eat what we caught ourselves tonight."

Luo Weidong followed behind, asking with some skepticism, "You can fish?"

Just then, Luo Fei walked over from the stern of the boat, smiling, and asked, "Dad, Mom, are you ready? The fishing rods are all set up, just waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiulan's eyes lit up immediately: "I want to catch a big fish and steam it tonight!"

Luo Weidong followed behind, his pace much faster than before. Although he didn't say anything, his face clearly showed interest.

The three of them went to the stern of the boat and saw several fishing rods neatly placed on the rod racks by the side of the boat.

The fishing line was already threaded, and the hook, sinker, and float were all ready. The bait had also been opened, and a small box of fresh shrimp was placed next to it, emitting a faint fishy smell.

Xiao Lin was squatting on the ground, adjusting the reel of a fishing rod, while Xiao Wang was tidying up spare hooks and sinkers.

Li Xiulan walked to the side of the ship, leaned on the railing, and looked down.

The seawater was crystal clear, and white waves could be seen surging near the hull, while further away it was a deep blue that seemed to have no end.

She couldn't help but shrink her neck and take half a step back.

Seeing this, Luo Fei pulled over a fishing chair with a backrest and placed it on the side of the boat, then helped her sit down.

"Mom, you'll be more comfortable sitting here."

Li Xiulan sat down; the chair was soft, and the backrest supported her lower back perfectly. She adjusted her posture and relaxed completely. Without his son's prompting, Luo Weidong pulled up a chair and sat down next to Li Xiulan, gazing at the sea and saying, "This water is really deep; how many meters deep must it be?"

Luo Fei stood between his parents, picked up a fishing rod, baited it with shrimp, and began to teach his mother how to cast the line.

"Mom, watch carefully. First, open the safety catch, press the spool with your thumb, and then do it like this—"

He held his mother's hand, and with her help, he lifted the fishing rod back and then swung it forward sharply. The hook and sinker drew an arc in the air before falling far into the sea, splashing up a small white spray.

Li Xiulan cried out "Ouch!" and her hand holding the fishing rod jerked slightly, causing her to lean back a little. Luo Fei quickly steadied her shoulders.

"It's okay, it's okay. Just leave the line like that after you cast it out, and wait for the fish to bite."

He set up the fishing rod on the rod holder by the side of the boat and cast another line for his father.

Luo Weidong was calmer than Li Xiulan. His hand didn't tremble when the fishing hook went into the water, but his eyes were fixed on the sea surface, and his expression was very serious.

Xiao Lin and Xiao Wang watched from the side, both with smiles on their faces.

Luo Fei turned to them and said, "Don't just stand there. Those who want to fish, come and fish with us. There's fishing gear on the boat, you can take it. If not, use these. Those who want to rest, go and rest, don't be shy."

Xiao Lin and Xiao Wang exchanged a glance. Xiao Lin smiled and said, "Mr. Luo, there are indeed fishing gears on the boat. I'll go get them."

She turned and walked briskly towards the storage room, seemingly also a fishing enthusiast.

Xiao Wang hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll stay here and watch the fishing rods for you, Uncle and Aunt. I'll call you when a fish bites."

Luo Fei nodded, then glanced back at A-Jie and Xiao Chen, who were coming out of the cabin.

Ah-Jie walked over carrying a tray with several drinks on it: chilled orange juice, lemonade, and two brightly colored cocktails, with fine water droplets clinging to the sides of the glasses.

Xiao Chen followed behind him, carrying a larger tray with several exquisite cakes on it, including tiramisu, matcha mille-feuille, and mango mousse. Each piece was neatly cut and beautifully presented.

Ah Jie placed the drinks on the small round table next to the fishing area and said with a smile, "Mr. Luo, we prepared orange juice and lemonade for your aunt and uncle. The cocktail is for you; it's not very strong, so please try it."

Xiao Chen put the cake down and said softly, "The cake was just made this morning. If your aunt and uncle don't like it too sweet, this matcha flavor has less sugar."

Luo Fei glanced at the cakes, nodded, and took a sip of his cocktail.

The cool liquid slid down my throat, carrying a faint fruity and alcoholic aroma; it tasted quite good.

He turned to A-Jie and Xiao-Chen and said, "You two go and rest too. I'll call you if I need anything."

The two responded and turned to tiptoe back to the cabin.

Luo Fei suddenly felt the vibrations beneath his feet lessen, and the ship's speed noticeably decreased.

He looked up towards the direction of the control panel.

Captain Sun was standing in the bridge, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding a walkie-talkie, speaking into the microphone.

They were probably contacting Lao Wu to report their course and destination.

The boat slowed down considerably, and the waves lapped against the hull, making a rhythmic splashing sound, much quieter than when it was traveling at high speed.

Li Xiulan's fishing rod was placed on the rod holder, the tip slightly bent, swaying gently with the waves, the float bobbing up and down on the distant water.

Luo Weidong stared intently at his float, his eyes unblinking, his expression focused.

Li Xiulan glanced at him and couldn't help but laugh: "What's the use of staring at it? The fish will bite when it comes."

Luo Weidong ignored her and continued to focus intently on the float.

Luo Fei leaned against the side of the boat, holding a fishing rod in his hand. His posture was casual, but his eyes were also fixed on the sea.

He possesses top-notch fishing skills, knowing what kind of currents, depths, and baits attract what kind of fish, but he doesn't rush to show off. He simply stands quietly, enjoying the sea and this moment of tranquility.

Xiaolin emerged from the storage room, holding a telescopic sea fishing rod in his hand.

Although not as professional as the ones Luo Fei bought, they are sufficient for my needs.

She skillfully baited the hook, walked to the other side of the stern, cast her line, and her movements were clean and efficient, clearly those of a seasoned angler.

Xiao Wang was also helping her adjust the rod holder. The two talked quietly, their laughter carried away by the sea breeze.

The sea surface shimmered, and the sunlight was broken into millions of golden specks that rippled and flickered with the waves, making it hard to open one's eyes.

In the distance, the horizon is a straight, bluish-gray line, with a pale blue sky above and a few leisurely white clouds drifting by.

Luo Fei was enjoying the tranquility when a burst of loud, energetic electronic music suddenly came from behind him.

He frowned and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

About two or three hundred meters to the right rear of their boat, a white yacht was speeding closer.

The ship was smaller than Luo Fei's, but it was still over twenty meters long. The ship had smooth lines, and there was a sunshade on the deck. Under the sunshade, shadows moved, and you could vaguely see several brightly dressed young people walking on the deck.

The ship's bow was pointing in the same direction as theirs, and it was moving faster than them; the distance between them was gradually decreasing.

Luo Fei glanced at it, but didn't pay much attention, and looked away to continue looking at his float.

But as the music drew closer, the ship noticeably increased its speed.

On the deck of that yacht, several young men were leaning over the gunwale, peering at Luo Fei's boat.

A young man wearing sunglasses pushed them up to his forehead, squinted for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth wide.

"Holy crap!"

He patted the man with the buzz cut next to him on the shoulder, "Look at that ship."

The man with the buzz cut was leaning back on the sofa drinking beer when he was slapped, causing him to choke. He looked in the direction the man was pointing and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Made in Italy? Is this made in China?"

The young man wearing sunglasses pulled out his phone, scrolled through a photo, compared it for a while, and confirmed, "It's this one, the 32-meter one. I contacted several distributors before but couldn't order it; they said there was a waiting list, until the year after next. Who is this person who can get their hands on it?"

A young man next to him who was scrolling through his phone looked up, glanced at the white yacht, and froze.

"I've seen this ship in a magazine. It's a limited edition worldwide, and I estimate there's only one in China. Look at the design and lines of that ship; it's in a completely different league from ours."

The three men leaned over the gunwale, watching the luxury yacht get closer and closer, their expressions shifting from shock to curiosity.

The young man wearing sunglasses glanced back at his own boat, then at the other boat, clicked his tongue, and said, "They're both yachts, but that one's a five-star hotel, while ours is at best a budget hotel."

The man with the buzz cut chuckled and said, "Why don't we go over and get to know him? Someone who can drive a boat like that is definitely not an ordinary person. Maybe he's the boss of some big company, or the son of some powerful family. Making friends will make things easier in the future."

The young man wearing sunglasses thought for a moment, nodded, and turned to walk towards the bridge, calling out as he went, "Old Zhang, move closer to that ship, but not too close, just keep a distance of twenty or thirty meters. Drive slowly, don't seem too eager."

The yacht veered slightly off course and headed towards Luo Fei's boat.