Scheming and Seduction in Quick Transmigration: The Heroine's Beloved is Mine

Upon arriving at the yacht, everyone was wondering why they were taking so long, while the chef had already prepared and served the dishes.

He Yuheng was about to speak when Wen Zhining stopped him, "It's all his fault. He said he'd buy me oranges, but I got angry and didn't want to come."

Then she glared at He Yuheng, signaling him to cooperate and not to mention anything about Luan Keke.

They're still so kind to this day.

He Yuheng shrugged and sat down on the soft sofa. "Didn't we end up not buying it?"

"Looks like Brother He has been coaxing him for a long time," Gan Weiyan joked.

"Hmm." He Yuheng propped his head up with his elbow on the armrest of the backrest, looking at the person next to him. "It really took a long time to coax him."

Wen Zhining punched him lightly, "Don't talk nonsense."

"They don't know."

"Eat up, eat up." As the cake was brought to the table, Liu Yunxi asked, "Who wants to cut it first?"

Everyone looked at Wen Zhining without prior arrangement.

"No need to ask. Even though Brother He ordered the cake, if Sister Ning doesn't get to cut it, she'll probably fight with him again," Wei Hua laughed.

Wen Zhining stood up, picked up the knife, and prepared to cut.

"Be careful," He Yuheng said.

"Your dad isn't that fragile." She started cutting the three-tiered cake that He Yuheng had ordered.

This was requested by Wen Zhining.

Everyone said they all have things to do tomorrow, so they ordered a cake to cheer themselves up.

He Yuheng originally wanted to book the ninth floor, but Wen Zhining and the others stopped him.

Finally, the floor was lowered again and again, until it reached the third floor.

"That's too much." Wen Zhining finished slicing one layer and looked at He Yuheng. "I told you one layer would be enough."

"It's okay if you can't finish it and give it to someone else."

Wen Zhining sighed helplessly, "This son of a bitch is so rich, yet he doesn't even know how to give me any."

"When I go to work tomorrow, I'll have my dad get you a credit card with no credit limit," He Yuheng casually said, making a very extravagant statement.

"Is this just empty promises?" Wen Zhining asked suspiciously.

"Just you wait and see, I never fail to keep my promises." He Yuheng crossed his legs.

Everyone ate a little cake and some snacks before moving on to the main course.

After drinking a little too much, Wen Zhining got sleepy and asked, "Haven't we set sail yet?"

"The waves will get bigger later, making it more comfortable and cool to go out to sea. We need to wait a little longer," He Yuheng explained.

"Then I'll call Coco to come too." Wen Zhining took out her phone.

Gan Weiyan and Liu Yunxi were already asleep. Wei Hua brought some food and drinks up to the second floor of the yacht and went into a room to sing karaoke.

The yacht has three decks.

Wen Zhining and He Yuheng were still on the first floor, sitting inside eating and chatting.

"Why did you call her?" He Yuheng frowned. "She just said those things about you."

"She's just too nervous because she likes you. I finally have another female friend, and you don't cherish me, but you do."

"And you have to teach her a lesson, we have to give her a little something sweet, so that she doesn't feel resentful."

"Whatever you want," He Yuheng said, speechless. "Always so kind."

"Tell them not to open yet, wait until Coco arrives," Wen Zhining said, waving her phone. "She's almost here."

"He's really shameless," He Yuheng commented.

Wen Zhining was very satisfied, so after he finished instructing his master and returned, she put her arms around his neck and sat on his lap.

She was drunk and sleepy, yawning a few times. Thinking he was Liu Yunxi, she hugged him and said:

"Xixi, we need to treat Coco well and stop bullying her."

"It's okay, she just said a few words to me. It's just that she likes my dog ​​son."

She nuzzled her head against his chest, then closed her eyes. "Don't forget... Coco... will be here later..."

Before she could finish speaking, she couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep.

He Yuheng was at his wits' end with her. One second she was talking to him normally, and the next she was asleep.

One by one, their alcohol tolerance is getting worse and worse; he had just walked away steadily for a while.

The chef approached at that moment. "Young master, you seemed to be staggering around earlier. Would you like some hangover soup?"

A drunk person won't admit they're drunk, so He Yuheng kicked him out.

He lowered his head and sniffed at Wen Zhining's neck; it still carried her unique fragrance, along with a hint of alcohol.

It didn't smell bad at all; in fact, He Yuheng liked it very much. He buried his head in her neck, and the person in his arms subconsciously raised her neck slightly.

Wen Zhining swayed as he bumped into her.

She gripped his clothes tightly and called out softly a few times, her voice delicate and alluring.

Luan Keke had just boarded the yacht when she saw this scene.

On the sofa, the man held the girl sitting on his lap tightly in his arms, burying his head in her neck and shoulders, sniffing and nuzzling her, and occasionally their bodies swayed slightly.

When she occasionally looked up to relieve her pain, her face, which Luan Keke had been gazing at for so long, was tinged with a faint blush, and her eyes were hazy and red at the corners.

He's lost his nonchalant roguishness, and now he exudes a submissive allure.

Just as Luan Keke was swooning over this side of He Yuheng, he suddenly grabbed Wen Zhining's waist with one hand and pulled her up by the back of her neck with the other, while he lowered his head.

Anyone can see what they're going to do next.

Luan Keke was startled and quickly stepped forward to pull them apart.

He Yuheng leaned against the sofa, his breath warm and languid, his eyes tender, still not used to the disappearance of the soft touch in his arms.

When he had completely cooled down, he lowered his eyes and twirled his fingers a few times.

Wen Zhining was casually helped to another sofa by Luan Keke. Luan Keke took a deep breath and walked towards He Yuheng.

He wanted to accomplish what he and Wen Zhining had agreed to do while he was drunk.

Before he even met He Yuheng, he had already stood up, his steps light yet firm, and walked toward Wen Zhining, who had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Then he lay down next to her, held her in his arms, rested his chin on her hair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The yacht had already set off after Luan Keke boarded. The sea breeze was a bit strong, and although it wasn't blowing directly on Luan Keke, she felt very cold.

She didn't know if Wen Zhining was really drunk and had tricked her into coming up to see this scene.

She tried to go up and pull the two apart, but He Yuheng always managed to go back.

She finally managed to put Wen Zhining on the other side, and He Yuheng followed her there and continued to hold her while she slept.

Or, as soon as she pulled their upper bodies apart, He Yuheng would hug her again.

Finally, Luan Keke couldn't pull him away at all. He Yuheng had plenty of strength and held Wen Zhining tightly, his brows furrowed, as if he was protecting Wen Zhining. No matter how hard she tried to grit her teeth and let go, they couldn't do anything.

The chef then came over and said to her, "Ms. Luan, Miss Ningning asked me not to touch the leftover cake and the dishes on the table. She said you've never eaten anything this delicious before and you'll definitely want to try it. Would you like me to heat it up for you?"

Luan Keke looked at him, unable to control her emotions, and shouted at him, "Are you also mocking me and laughing at me?!"

"I won't give up! You just wait and see!" she shouted angrily, her eyes reddening with resentment.

The sound gradually faded into the wind and waves.