Xia Yinian's room was, in fact, unguarded—after all, on the cruise ship, she couldn't exactly go anywhere.
But someone had been keeping her company all the time.
"Don't worry, Uncle is just speaking out of anger; he wouldn't really hurt you with his words."
Gu Lingqian poured her a glass of warm water, softening his voice to console her: "He won't really call the police. If he really wanted to, he wouldn't wait until we dock."
"If he doesn't call the police, I will," Xia Yinian declared, gripping the cup firmly.
Gu Lingqian knew she felt wronged. With the current situation, even if Yu Wanqing didn't call the police, Nian Nian's reputation had been completely ruined.
When Yu Wanqing murmured those words during the return, they had already spread. There were one or two reporters on the cruise, and many people who were acquainted with reporters.
If things weren't cleared up, it would turn into Xia Yinian being the true culprit.
