"Let's go."
Gu Moqian no longer paid attention to the media, placing an arm around Ji Wei's shoulder as they headed toward the cruise ship's cabin door.
Behind them, the reporters, realizing the pair had moved away, suddenly snapped back to attention and began hurling questions reluctantly.
"Mr. Gu, what did you mean earlier? Are you implying that you and Miss Ji have already registered your marriage?"
"Did you marry Miss Ji willingly, or was it due to pressure from your elders?"
"Can you explain what's going on? Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu..."
...
The reporters' questions dissipated in the ocean breeze, but Gu Moqian had no interest in responding. Whatever was going on between him and Ji Wei wasn't anyone else's business to explain.
Just as they were about to step into the cabin, a woman's voice arguing rang out behind them: "Why aren't we allowed in? I am the Zhu family's wife, and this is my daughter. We have an invitation!"
