There Is a Treacherous Husband in the Family

On the high seas, a beautifully built large oil tanker was slowly strolling around. There were no signs of people coming or going on the ship, and it looked mysterious and silent under the afterglow of the setting sun. Several people were sitting on the bow of the boat facing the setting sun. The afterglow cast long shadows on them. They seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, making them even more mysterious on the vast sea. The only woman sitting in the middle of the five people was looking at the junction of the water and the sky with an indifferent expression. The coldness and vague murderous aura around her body seemed to be integrated with her. It was impossible to tell whether the murderous aura generated her or she was born murder...