The wind is gentle, and the sun is bright, with the azure sea and the blue sky.
A luxurious yacht, pure white from bow to stern, slices through the waves, leaving a long white wake trailing behind it.
A few seagulls circle above the yacht, calling out crisply in the sea breeze.
"Wow, so many big birds!"
On the top viewing deck of the yacht, Wen Xin is wearing a sailor outfit in blue and white stripes and is running around with small steps.
She raises her hands high, trying to catch the low-flying seagulls, although to no avail, she finds immense joy in the attempt.
Pan Wendi is wearing aviator sunglasses, casually leaning his hands on the front railing.
The eye-catching pink Hawaiian print shirt is billowing with the sea breeze, the collar wide open, revealing his strong chest muscles.
"Brother Cheng, isn't my Sea God yacht impressive?"
After looking out at the endless horizon, he turns around and smiles broadly at Fang Cheng, who is relaxing on a deck chair:
