A dowry of one billion, and I'll marry him!

The next day, early morning.

The sun rises from the east, casting golden rays across the sea.

Because some people in Group A were feeling unwell, the ship docked early in the morning, and the staff notified everyone to evacuate.

Shen Lianchu put on exquisite makeup to hide her unpleasant expression, but her eyes were fixed on Group B. She found that apart from Bai Nuannuan, Gu Yubai, and Zheng Jiao, she did not see Shi Yanxia.

"Brother, Shi Yanxia didn't come." Shen Lianchu lowered his voice and quickly walked to Shen Beiran's side.

Her hands trembled with excitement, and her sinister and triumphant eyes were almost impossible to conceal.

Behind her, Chen Yuan, who was following her, was somewhat arrogant.

He walked up to Shen Lianchu and, as he brushed past her, said, "Miss Shen, don't forget the promise you made to me."

Shen Lianchu was a little annoyed by his reminder, but when he didn't see Shi Yanxia after boarding the ship, his displeasure immediately disappeared.

"It's good that you're dead! You still dared to compete with me, but unfortunately you didn't have the luck," Shen Lianchu said in a low voice.

As soon as she boarded the ship, her phone got a signal. Instead of surfing the internet, she picked up her phone, made a call, and sat down happily.

Her body still ached, but she felt a sense of exhilaration.

Shi Yanxia is finally dead!

Fortunately, she was allowed to marry in her place before dying. This way, not only would she not have to marry, but no one would compete with her for the position of Lady Shen.

"Ah Chu." Shen Beiran held his phone.

Looking at the message from home, his expression turned grim, and he quickly walked to Shen Lianchu's side.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Shen Lianchu asked in a great mood.

Shen Beiran looked at her with complicated emotions, and after a long while said, "Mom had an accident. Her leg was broken by the chandelier in the house, and her face was also injured by a cell phone. She is in the hospital now."

This single sentence left Shen Lianchu somewhat taken aback.

Such a low-probability event actually happened to her.

"The chandelier in the house broke its leg? What a coincidence! Did someone tamper with it at home? How is Mom doing now?" Shen Lianchu asked in a low voice.

I was just about to go online when I heard this news.

Even if she didn't really care about this matter, she had to show concern. Shen's mother was her support, and if anything happened to her, her own position would be affected.

"The situation isn't good. Once we get back to shore, we'll go straight to the hospital! We haven't gotten rid of the poison yet, so we can check into the hospital right away," Shen Beiran said, letting out a muffled groan.

He casually took Shen Lianchu's phone. Although he didn't understand why his older brother had told him not to let Shen Lianchu watch the news, he still listened to his brother and took the phone to prevent her from watching the news.

"Everyone! You signed a contract for a two-week variety show, but now it's being forced to stop because someone in Group A is poisoned and is going back to see a doctor early."

"But the previously signed contract is still valid. Our program will continue in 4 days, so you have 4 days to recover."

"The production team will also use these four days to choose a suitable venue to prevent this from happening again!" the director said, standing to the side with a microphone in hand.

Zheng Jiao listened and quietly raised her hand.

"So, we still need to record for another week in post-production, right?" she asked in a low voice.

The director, seeing the online buzz surrounding the variety show, beamed with joy.

“That’s right, after you rest for four days, we’ll continue filming for another week!” the director said, gesturing for the staff to bring breakfast and place it in front of them.

Shen Lianchu sat there, feeling waves of pain in her lower abdomen.

She looked around and, after the ship started moving, asked in confusion, "Hey, where's Shi Yanxia? I don't see her."

Shen Lianchu's words caused the other members of Group B to turn pale instantly, their eyes filled with sadness as they turned to look at the sea without saying a word.

Their actions made Shen Lianchu somewhat uneasy. One person was missing, yet the director seemed oblivious. Was he truly unaware, or...?

Throughout the entire process, Shen Lianchu seemed somewhat restless.

More than two hours later, the ship docked.

Shen Lianchu changed into high heels and swayed her hips as she stepped off the boat, expecting to be greeted by a large group of fans and media reporters, but to her surprise, the boat was empty.

"How come there's no one here? Didn't the production team invite the media?" Shen Lianchu was dumbfounded.

She was quite disappointed! She had originally planned to get off the ship first and have all the media cameras focused on her, but her plan backfired, and she stood there dumbfounded.

"Are you Miss Shen?" At this moment, two men in suits and ties stepped forward.

The two men had their hair combed slicked back, looking like insurance salesmen.

"Yes, it is," Shen Lianchu said in a low voice.

Her heart raced, and the ominous premonition grew stronger, making her inexplicably panicked.

The other party took out their identification and handed it to her, saying, "We are from a life insurance company. You called us two hours ago to say that the person who purchased your accident insurance had died."

Shen Lianchu was taken aback; she panicked a little.

Seeing the photographer following behind her, she moved her lips, wondering what to say, when the other party directly took out an insurance policy and handed it to her.

"Are you referring to this policy? Ms. Shi Yanxia's accident insurance? When and where did her accident happen?" the insurance agent asked earnestly.

Shen Lianchu was so anxious that she almost cried.

Before she boarded the ship, she did call the insurance company and briefly explained that Shi Yanxia had an accident and that she would take some time to handle the claims.

Unexpectedly, these foolish insurance company people went directly to the shore to ambush her.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Shen Lianchu's face was getting embarrassed.

Her lips moved slightly, and the insurance agent pulled out the call log and said, "You called us more than two hours ago, and all our calls are recorded."

As soon as they finished speaking, two policemen walked over from a short distance away.

"We also called the police. Could you please cooperate and take us to the scene of the incident? Also, has the deceased's body been recovered?" the insurance agent continued in a businesslike manner.

While recording audio, they were also taking notes.

Shen Lianchu's body trembled uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth in anger, never dreaming that she would have such an embarrassing day.

"You must have made a mistake?" Shen Beiran realized that something was seriously wrong.

After all, the live stream wasn't over yet, and the cameraman was still following behind.

The appearance of these insurance company staff members was undoubtedly a direct attempt to smear Shen Lianchu.

“We can’t be wrong! The police are here now, does your appearance mean you’ve filed a false police report?” the insurance agent asked coldly.

After all, they've seen many people buy insurance, and they've encountered all sorts of situations.

What happened? Shi Yanxia is dead?

[Oh my god, what's wrong with the production team? Shi Yanxia was invited to the beach by Zheng Jiao last night, and she didn't come back all night, didn't anyone notice?]

[These ungrateful bastards in Group B, didn't they even report that something happened when someone was in trouble? Nobody suspected anything was wrong when someone came back missing?]

[Insurance? Am I the only one who feels there's a conspiracy? Shi Yanxia had an accident last night, and she filed an insurance claim today.]

[Who would buy accident insurance for no reason? This seems like a common scam involving murdering one's spouse for insurance money. Could it be a conspiracy?]