Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

At ten o'clock in the morning, at Jinghai Port, a huge cruise ship named 'Heart of the Ocean' slowly docked.

The parking lot at the port is no less than a car show, with all kinds of luxury cars everywhere.

Many wealthy people boarded the ship surrounded by servants.

At the same time, a young man with a backpack also went towards the boarding gate.

This young man looks extremely ordinary and you can hardly find him in a crowd.

He made facial movements as he walked. Because he would be staying on the boat for three days, Yao Bei was worried that his disguise would be distorted, so he used a strong disguise material.

This made Jiang Xiaochuan's face tense, and in order to fit it as quickly as possible, he kept doing this action along the way.

After looking around for a while, Jiang Xiaochuan prepared to board the ship at the nearest boarding gate.

The waiter at the boarding gate bowed politely.

"Sir, please show me your boarding card."

Nodding, Jiang Xiaochuan looked into the cruise ship, wondering if the incarnation, Secretary Han, had boarded the ship.

So I asked, "When does this cruise ship leave?"

"Sir, the cruise ship will leave on time at noon."

"Hurry up, please?"

At this moment, an urging voice sounded behind him, with a hint of impatience and arrogance.

Before Jiang Xiaochuan turned around, he smelled a pungent scent of perfume.

He turned around and found that the person who spoke was Meng Wuhuan.

Different from the last time when she wore a dance costume, this time Meng Wuhuan's outfit was really like a knife stabbing the butt, which was eye-opening.

She was wearing a tight dress with the hem of the skirt...almost no length at all, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and slender legs.

The neckline of the upper body is very low, and you can definitely see the belly button when you bend over.

I have to say, this kind of dress that is almost selling is really eye-catching.

Even the well-trained staff showed slight physical respect.

Jiang Xiaochuan was surprised to see her, as there were only a thousand places available in the whole of China.

Is Meng Wuhuan qualified?

"What are you looking at?"

Meng Wuhuan had seen so many handsome guys in her daily life that when she saw such an ordinary face, she felt like a handful of pig food was stuffed into her mouth.

Especially the other person's eyes, the obvious surprise, hurt Meng Wuhuan's vanity greatly.

"Didn't see anything."

Jiang Xiaochuan was too lazy to argue with Meng Wuhuan anymore. He reached into his pocket to take out the card, but after searching for a while he couldn't find it.

Then he remembered that he had put the card in his bag.

Just as he was about to take it, Meng Wuhuan's mocking voice rang out at an inopportune moment: "You don't have a card, do you?"

She looked at Jiang Xiaochuan's clothes. Although they were not shabby, they were obviously not in line with the other 1,000 people who were either rich or noble.

"What does it matter to you whether there is a card or not?"

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced at her coldly and questioned, "I'm curious, how did you get this card?"

Anyone with a little thought would know that Meng Wuhuan's card was definitely not obtained normally.

Jiang Xiaochuan originally wanted to give her a warning to make her restrain herself, but he didn't expect that this would completely infuriate Meng Wuhuan.

"Of course it has something to do with me!"

Meng Wuhuan's face changed, and she took out her boarding card and waved it in front of Jiang Xiaochuan as if showing off: "I am a passenger on this cruise ship. If someone like you sneaks in, who can guarantee our safety?"

She turned to look at the staff beside her and demanded loudly: "I demand you to check his bag immediately! How can you let such a person get on board?"

"This..." The staff was a little embarrassed. Logically speaking, they were not qualified to check passengers' bags.

But Meng Wuhuan has a strong aura, and it is obvious at first glance that she is the mistress kept by a wealthy man. In contrast, Jiang Xiaochuan looks very ordinary.

This cruise was organized by inviting ten lucky people online for sightseeing.

However, these people can only be on the deck and the accommodation level, and they cannot access other areas of the area.

Once they get on the cruise ship, someone will naturally confirm their news through their identity information.

Now Jiang Xiaochuan gives the staff the feeling that he is one of these ten people.

He really didn't want to offend Meng Wuhuan, but he didn't have the right to check, so he could only say, "Sir, why don't you let this lady take a look at your bag."

"no problem."

Hearing this excessive request, Jiang Xiaochuan was not annoyed, but rather provocative: "I just don't know, does she dare to watch it?"

"Tsk, what am I afraid of seeing?"

Meng Wuhuan snorted disdainfully, her eyes full of disgust towards Jiang Xiaochuan.

She glanced at the bag in Jiang Xiaochuan's hand, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "If it were a normal time, I wouldn't touch a bag like yours even if you kneeled down and begged me."

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed the zipper of the bag.

However, at the moment of unzipping, Meng Wu suddenly screamed and stepped back in fear, almost falling to the ground.