Chapter 3: 3.第3章 还好，身材挺惹火

“Miss, how are you? Please don't scare me, wake up quickly...”

Feng Qingcheng struggled to open her eyes, and a pair of clear, anxious eyes fell into her line of sight.

She wanted to speak, but under the influence of her heavy, dizzy head, all that came out was a groan.

The woman in front of her breathed a sigh of relief instantly, weeping with joy. "Miss, you scared me to death! How did you end up falling into the water out of nowhere?"

Feng Qingcheng was completely dazed at this moment. The woman's hairstyle and clothing were entirely outside the scope of her own knowledge.

She struggled to clear her throat and looked blankly at this extremely unfamiliar woman, asking with difficulty and a stutter, "Who are you..."

The joy filling the woman's eyes instantly vanished. She looked at her in astonishment and replied with a similar stutter, "I am Hai Lan... Miss, don't you remember?"

Feng Qingcheng suddenly gave two dry, hollow laughs and tactfully shut her mouth.

Years of experience told her that if she wanted to live a long life, the best course of action was to wait until she had figured out her surroundings before making any plans.

As she turned her gaze to survey her surroundings, Feng Qingcheng instantly experienced what it meant to be injected with adrenaline.

With just a single glance, the feeling of dizziness vanished without a trace in an instant.

In an incredibly excited state, she made the melodramatic discovery that she was actually on a pleasure boat.

With startled eyes, she glanced at the woman named Hai Lan, then stood up tremulously in disbelief. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit her, and her slightly aching stomach began to churn violently.

Before Hai Lan could step forward to support her, she had already rushed to the railing in a few quick strides and vomited.

"Careful..." Hai Lan panicked and held her from behind, saying anxiously, "Miss, please don't fall into the water again..."

Just then, noisy sounds suddenly came from the bow of the ship.

"Found her... found her, the Eldest Miss is over here..."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes rippled slightly as she looked up toward the chaotic stern of the boat.

It seemed that the "Eldest Miss" who had bravely rescued her had just been fished out, though she didn't know if she was alive or dead.

Hai Lan's voice, filled with indignation, drifted softly into her ears with the wind: "What is she pretending for? She knows how to swim herself, yet she had to pretend to be soaked underwater for so long... It's obvious she's just using Miss's fame..."

The gratitude that had quietly risen in Feng Qingcheng's heart vanished without a trace.

Damn it, this was truly melodramatic.

She had just made her appearance and had already fallen into someone else's scheme.

She lowered her eyes to look at herself; her soaking wet, emerald-green long dress clung tightly to her body.

Though she was slender, fortunately, the parts that should be curved were curved, the parts that should be thin were thin, and the parts that should be perky were indeed top-notch.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; luckily, her figure was quite hot.

The only thing she was dissatisfied with was that the wrist adorned with a gold bracelet was far too slender.

In particular, her ten slender fingers and a pair of hands with nearly perfect proportions made her feel even more conflicted.

In her past life, her hands were born for the purpose of killing.

Although they had been maintained to be exceptionally delicate and sensitive, they had resembled a man's hands—thick knuckles and powerful.

But these hands before her, let alone killing people, would likely let an ant take a bite out of her before she even managed to kill it.