Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 511 Doris

A luxury cruise ship was slowly moving, with the words "Doris" imprinted on its side. Its towering bow was adorned with a tall figurehead resembling the 14th-century English warships.

The figurehead was a lifelike statue of a goddess holding a lyre. This four-deck luxury cruise ship exuded an air of elegance and nobility amidst its grandeur, appearing more like a soulful work of art, sailing gracefully through the waves.

The goddess holding the lyre was the Greek sea goddess Doris, after whom the luxury cruise ship was named, with a wish for a smooth sailing journey blessed by the sea goddess Doris.

The ship let out a deep blast from its horn, resonating across the open sea, audible from afar.

Onboard, a lively singing and dancing party was underway, with the luxurious banquet hall alive with music and dance, the music thunderous. Dozens of young men and women danced in pairs to the spirited tunes.

On the main stage of the banquet hall stood a chocolate cream cake over a person’s height, draped with a red silk banner that read, "Happy Birthday to Miss Lu Yao."

This was a birthday ball, and the protagonist of the night was Lu Yao.

She wore a diamond and pearl-studded evening gown, resembling a sea goddess, radiant and slightly tipsy, dancing enthusiastically with handsome young men.

Outside the banquet hall, on the deck, stood a man in his seventies, his face weathered by time, yet with extraordinarily sharp eyes.

He wore a custom-made Italian Gucci suit, his expression cold and proud, while the sea breeze made his clothes flutter.

He stood straight and imposing, his cane in hand like a commander’s sword, firmly planted on the deck.

A middle-aged man with slicked-back hair walked over, smiling, holding a velvety blanket, draping it over the elder with a concerned look, "Uncle, it’s cold in the sea breeze. You should head inside."

The old man nodded. Time spares no one, and merely standing on the deck for a while made him a bit weary. Once, he sailed the seas bravely, navigating storms and gales without fear, but age has its way.

The old man asked softly, "Is Xiao Yao feeling better?"

The middle-aged man replied respectfully, "She’s much happier now, with all those young men dancing around her. Just look at her, dancing so beautifully."

Through the window, the elder watched Lu Yao dance happily inside the banquet hall, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

As they walked toward the cabin, reaching the banquet hall’s entrance, something crossed his mind, and his eyes gleamed with cold light. His cane struck the floor heavily, his voice laced with anger, "And what about that Xu Xiangbei, what happened to that kid?"

The middle-aged man’s expression turned fearful, "Uncle, the people we sent failed; he’s still alive, though his restaurant was burned down."

The old man’s face showed a hint of surprise, "It seems that kid has some skills, surviving despite our effort. Didn’t we send five people to kill him? You said they were highly skilled professional killers, so why did they fail?"

"I heard someone helped him; he was just too lucky."

"Oh, I see, a fate narrowly escaped. Keep looking for more people to deal with him. Increase the bounty to five million; spending that to kill this kid seems wasteful, but it’s worth it to make Xiao Yao happy."

The middle-aged man responded respectfully, "Yes, I’ll handle it."

"Ah Hong, where are we heading next?"

"We’re going to Jiangcheng next."

The old man asked, puzzled, "What are we going to Jiangcheng for? Why not return to Earth Sea?"

"Xiao Yao said she wants to taste the river delicacies in Jiangcheng. Though it’s a small place at the confluence of river and sea, not only rich in seafood but also renowned for its river delicacies."

The old man smiled and nodded, "Alright, then let’s go to Jiangcheng."

Shen Congru, already slightly drunk, gently held Lu Yao’s slender, snow-white hand, following the rhythm and stepping to the dance beat, "Miss Lu Yao, you’re so beautiful. Do you have any new roles recently?"

At the mention of new roles, a fleeting look of displeasure crossed Lu Yao’s face, the shadow of Xu Xiangbei’s torment still lingering. However, in the bustling birthday ball prepared especially for her, such displeasure was easily cast aside.

"No, I’m currently planning to rest for a while, considering new roles after some time."

Shen Congru’s phone rang; it was Xu Xiangbei calling. The music in the banquet hall was too loud, so he stepped onto the deck to answer the call.

Xu Xiangbei’s voice came through the phone, "Where are you?"

"I’m on a ship. Why are you calling?"

"On a ship? What ship? Why didn’t you take the plane?"

Shen Congru laughed, "The Doris, a luxury cruise. I’m touring on a cruise; it’s a different experience from flying. What do you need? Just say it directly."

Upon hearing "Doris," Xu Xiangbei, holding a satellite photo depicting the Doris, knew that Lu Jingyun and Lu Hong were aboard, and Shen Congru unexpectedly as well.

"Weren’t you at the Crown KTV yesterday? How did you end up on a ship?"

"I ran into some acquaintances there, and they invited me aboard for a birthday ball. Attending Miss Lu Yao’s birthday ball on the Doris is truly a grand feast."

"Oh, a birthday ball? Is it a big crowd?"

"Of course, there are three to four hundred people. A substantial part of the Earth-Sea business community’s elite has been invited."

Xu Xiangbei chuckled. Not only would Shen Congru be attending this grand banquet, but he also intended to make an appearance.

"Nothing much, just looking for you to arrange a loan. My Emperor’s Pavilion caught fire and needs money for renovation, and the Crown KTV was also heavily damaged and needs renovation. Naturally, I thought of you."

"What happened? I saw on the news that it was a small electrical fire. You all must be very cautious. Strengthening safety awareness is paramount."

Xu Xiangbei inwardly smiled bitterly. Jenny had covered up the real fire incident to prevent adverse influence, claiming it was an electrical fire, when it was indeed a conspiracy.

"I might return to Earth Sea the day after tomorrow. If you urgently need the money, go to the bank and contact my secretary to transfer it directly to you."

"Enjoy your time."

Xu Xiangbei hung up, took a drag of his cigarette, staring at the satellite photo of the Doris in deep contemplation.

Beside him, Ah Rong packed a few grenades into her backpack, "Do you want me to blow up the ship?"

Xu Xiangbei waved his hand with a bitter smile, "No need. This is between Lu Jingyun and me. Why blow up the ship? There’s a birthday ball with hundreds of people. Do you want them to feed the fishes in the sea?"

Ah Rong shrugged it off, continuing to load grenades into her bag, along with an M16 rifle and several clips, clearly ready for combat, "Then I’ll wait to blow it up after they disembark. Revenge must be exacted. At least he’ll know not to underestimate us."