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Yun Fan felt a sudden darkness before everything brightened again, revealing that all the objects in front of him, whether people or the chandeliers in the corridor, appeared to be double. At the same time, he sensed something was stuck in his chest, making it incredibly difficult to breathe.
"What the hell, could this guy have a heart condition?" Chuyang stared in shock at Yun Fan, whose face was turning red, breathing rapidly, and body trembling slightly.
If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have provoked him like that. What if this caused a heart attack?
Taking risks has its consequences; one must be cautious when striking back.
At that moment, Kaohsiung also noticed something was wrong with her Admiral and hurriedly embraced the unsteady Yun Fan. One hand reached around his back, gently patting him up and down to help him calm down.
"My husband, what happened?" Kaohsiung's face was filled with worry and pain.
Fortunately, just as Chuyang was about to call for an ambulance, Yun Fan finally managed to catch his breath.
He broke free from Kaohsiung's embrace and waved his hand weakly, saying, "My dear wife, don't worry; I'm fine."
Then Yun Fan clasped his hands together in a bow towards Chuyang and bitterly said, "Brother Chu, I apologize for my rudeness. I, Yun Fan, have studied diligently since childhood, delving into poetry and the classics, cultivating my character and adhering to the family motto of avoiding arrogance and impatience. I believed my self-cultivation was commendable but did not expect to stumble here with Brother Chu. However, I cannot blame others; it is truly my own fault. As the saying goes, do not impose on others what you do not desire yourself. Henceforth, let us not speak of such matters."
After finishing his words with a bow to Chuyang, he quickly took Kaohsiung's hand and left in haste. He feared that if he stayed any longer, he might vomit blood from anger.
Logically speaking, even if Chuyang's Fleet Girls were exceptional and rare, Yun Fan shouldn't have reacted this way. But as the saying goes: no pain without comparison.
During this year's internship, Yun Fan had encountered Europeans flaunting their ships before him, but even when the European Emperor appeared with a group of glittering Twenty-One Proof Ship Girls, he remained calm. He must have come from a scholarly family, and his cultivation of inner peace was not in vain. Moreover, he was unaware of the circumstances surrounding those flaunting their ships; he did not know whether they were good or bad, so he could not be surprised—at most, he would envy their good fortune. However, Chuyang was different; his title of African Salty Fish resonated throughout Rongcheng Naval Academy. Thus, in Yun Fan's mind, Chuyang was African, and this notion had taken deep root. But who would have thought that whether it was Lexington or Andrea Doria, they were beyond Yun Fan's reach? He had fantasized countless times about building these two Fleet Girls, yet when they appeared before him at that moment, they were not his Fleet Girls but belonged to someone else. In an instant, frustration surged within him, leaving him feeling somewhat despondent.
"Yun..." Watching Yun Fan dart away like a wild rabbit and disappear around the corner of the hallway, Chuyang couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.
In the three years since his arrival in this world, he had often been jokingly referred to as African Salty Fish. If Chuyang claimed to have no resentment about it, that would be impossible. But at that time, he could only endure it helplessly. Until today, with this hearty laugh, Chuyang finally felt that the pent-up frustration in his chest had been released, and he felt immensely relieved both physically and mentally.
"Firefly, do you think the Admiral has gone mad?" Andrea Doria looked at Chuyang, who was still laughing uncontrollably.
"I don't know!" Firefly replied with a puzzled expression.
Only Lexington somewhat understood Chuyang's feelings; she walked over and gently linked her arm with his.
The Third Banquet Hall was located at the far end of the eastern side on the second floor. Before Chuyang could reach the door, he inadvertently overheard a conversation between two Fleet Girls mopping the floor in the hallway.
"Xiao Xia, with so many Admirals here today, haven't you found one you like? I’m not saying anything bad about you; what kind of person are you really looking for? Don’t talk about a prince charming; that's just fairy tale stuff. Be practical and lower your standards—find an honest and reliable Admiral to marry! Look at you; you've been in this hotel for ten years now—aren't you tired of it? Facing a cold and empty room every day—don't you feel lonely? When night falls and you're lying in bed, don’t you feel restless?"
"I don't need to hear that from you! You've been here even longer than I have; why haven’t you found an Admiral to settle down with? Who doesn’t know who? Enough of that nonsense—let’s get back to work! By the way, I plan to resign at the end of this month."
"Why?"
"I can't keep waiting around like this; I've decided to go out and see if I might run into an Admiral."
"Oh really? Why don't we go together?"
……
Later, they were talking about something, but it was too far away to hear clearly. However, this somewhat gossiping conversation made Lexington tighten her grip on Chuyang's arm.
"Admiral, thank you."
"Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for letting me meet you." But Lexington did not say this out loud; instead, she leaned her head on Chuyang's shoulder with a sweet smile.
It is easy to seek priceless treasures, but hard to find a beloved. To win someone's heart means never to part in old age.
In the past, Lexington did not deeply understand this saying, but just now, she finally had a profound realization.
You see, in this world, Fleet Girls built through Shipyards generally recognize their builders as Admirals upon their creation. However, those Fleet Girls who awaken independently from the Wreckage of Warships, breaking free from the constraints of steel without any external assistance and appearing in this world solely driven by their yearning for beautiful things face immense difficulty in finding their Admirals. This does not mean that the Ladies' requirements are too high; it is simply that fate has not yet arrived. When the time comes, everything will fall into place naturally. But until then, no amount of force can bring it about. Moreover, the hearts of Fleet Girls are pure; if they like someone, they do; if they do not, they do not. They will not force themselves to interact with those they have no connection with. Given the vastness of the world and the multitude of Admirals, searching for someone completely unfamiliar among the countless people is an incredibly challenging task—perhaps only those who have truly experienced it know how difficult it is. Thus, many Fleet Girls around the world, having completely lost faith in life and choosing to fade away, have never found their own Admirals.
Lexington undoubtedly has a deeper understanding of this because having lost something before makes her cherish it even more.
After being missing for four long years, the Admiral returned. Compared to those who have forever lost their Admirals or have never encountered one at all, she felt incredibly lucky and happy.
"Sir, the banquet hall has been reserved by other guests. You will need to show your Invitation to enter."
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