“Thene with me first, it’s cool out there.” Houghton walked over, tugged her wrist, and led her down to the deck.


    When he touched her hand, it was cold, and Houghton couldn’t help but ramble on, “Tell me about you, you’re already afraid of the cold, and you have to stand on the deck and blow the wind. If your mother knew how disobedient you are, she’d be ranting about you.”


    He was as nosy as ever, saying things Vivian Mond knew well.


    But when Vivian Mond heard it again, she was in a very different state of mind.


    As she thought about it, the thought came out of her mind, “Old thing, if one day someone would take my life, would you sacrifice your life to save me?”


    “Hmph, what bullshit. You are my Houghton’s disciple, who dares to touch you, I’ll fight with him for my life.”


    “If I wasn’t the Little Master of the Hidden n, would you still be so protective of me?”


    Vivian Mond said again.


    This time, Houghton paused in his steps, and looked back at Vivian Mond after a few seconds of bewilderment.


    In the light, Houghton’s cloudy gaze was full ofplexity, he hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said: “You were raised by me, no different from my own children. At any time, if anyone dares toy a hand on you, I can risk my life.”


    When he spoke, his pupils were sincere, genuine and heartfelt.


    Vivian Mond absolutely believed her words.


    But the other question in her mind was: what if that person was you, or someone else from the Hidden Tribe?


    A special question that Vivian Mond did not ask again.


    Houghton let go of her hand, “Come on, hurry down, it’s cold.”


    Vivian Mond followed her down the stairs with her.


    Going to the restaurant, Vivian Mond sat bored in the dining room watching TV, her phone and watch, both taken away.


    Without any electronic devices on her body, there was no way tomunicate with the outside world.


    While waiting for Houghton to make carp soup, Vivian Mond had no time to watch TV, propped her elbows on the table, inclined her head to look out of the dark window, and fell into deep thought …


    Morris Cheal, what’s he going to do toe to the Hidden Tribe?


    What a fool.


    She had known him for a total of just over two years, and they had only known each other for a year and a half as of the day of their wedding.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    He was actually willing to make such a huge sacrifice for her.


    How lucky could one be to meet such a perfect man?


    Was it really like Morris Cheal said the other day, that she had been blessed in her past life to meet him?


    Thinking about this, Vivian Mond couldn’t help but smile.


    …


    For three days at sea, Vivian Mond lived in peace with them.


    Adhering to the principle of not saying much and not asking too many questions.


    Finally the yacht stopped at an isted ind and the group got off the yacht with their luggage.


    Vivian Mond looked at the lonely ind that could not be seen at the end, and knew that it was getting closer and closer to the Hidden Tribe, but this was not the Hidden Tribe.


    Walking on the ind was like walking through a South African rainforest, with shady trees and thorns as high as a man.


    There were birds chirping and cicadas chirping all around.


    The weather is already hot, walking in the dense forest impermeable to the wind is even more hot.


    Everyone was more concerned about Vivian Mond, so she only carried a shoulder bag and walked in the middle of the crowd.


    On the way, she looked around and found that there were not many people walking on this road, but she could vaguely see a faintly white path that had been trodden by pedestrians.


    As the saying goes, ‘there is no road in the world, more people walk, there is a road.


    And the dense forest, less peopleing and going, a road walked less people, so it is not very clear.


    At noon, everyone rested in ce and Vivian Mond asked, “How much longer to get there?”


    “At least two more days.” Houghton replied.


    Then she handed Vivian Mond a bottle of mineral water.


    Vivian Mond looked at the mineral water, raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled lightly, took it, and drank it.


    She wanted to guard against Houghton, naive very thirsty, and did not bother to guard.