Xia Yangyang walked into the crowd.
Amidst the scent of elegant attire and whispers, men and women were exchanging private words, talking about love.
Some were dancing gracefully on the dance floor.
Others were holding wine glasses, admiring the seascape from the deck.
Xia Yangyang had no interest in the scenery, her only desire was to weave through the crowd to find Phoenix's trace.
Lu Haotian trailed behind Xia Yangyang, never too far nor too close.
But despite searching for quite a while, Xia Yangyang hadn't caught sight of Phoenix, nor had she seen Li Zhiqian.
It seemed they hadn't come to this dance party.
Xia Yangyang felt somewhat disheartened.
They had searched through the most enjoyable sightseeing spots on the cruise ship that day.
But in the end, they hadn't found the slightest clue.
Where could they possibly be now?
If they weren't out for fun, then what was Phoenix's purpose for boarding this cruise ship?
