I Am a Good Performer

When Young Master Ji returned to his room in a daze, he couldn't remember much of the conversation.

With Qingge in his arms, he said in a daze, "Remember this, don't think about hiding any more secrets."

Meng Qingge had no idea what Ji Wanzhou was getting drunk at this moment. "You stink too much. Go and take a bath."

"I don't," Ji Wanzhou pushed her down even more, "My wife is hiding this from me."

Meng Qingge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She repeated the same sentence over and over again, but she couldn't recall anything that was hidden from Young Master Ji.

The second day was the last day of this cruise.

As the master, he would once again hold a banquet on the cruise ship, allowing everyone to meet properly.