Until they were far from the scene, he pulled her up to the surface.
The three climbed ashore.
Ye Anqi collapsed onto the ground from exhaustion.
Ya Shitian quickly took off his suit and draped it over her.
Although his clothes were also wet, Ye Anqi's dress had become transparent and needed to be covered.
Mo Shisan walked to the side, making a call.
"How are you?" Ya Shitian held Ye Anqi, "Do you feel bad?"
Ye Anqi took a few breaths and shook her head, "I'm fine... Why do this?"
She had already guessed that the yacht trip and the fall into the water were all his deliberate designs.
Otherwise, how come Mo Shisan's phone didn't get waterlogged and broken?
"They'll eventually come here. I just made some preparations in secret to make them completely lose contact with us."
"Fake death?"
"No. This isn't the sea, it's easy to retrieve us. Timothy definitely won't think we are dead."
"So what's your plan?"
