At the start, I had to choose one of four options, and I immediately picked the Brahmin from the cou

"Stop standing there, get off the bus!"

For today's sea voyage, she wore a white backless dress, her long hair pulled back, revealing a section of her fair and delicate neck.

As for swimsuits and some more revealing clothes, those can be changed into after we go out to sea.

At this moment, she was just like the true mistress of this luxury yacht, noble and languid.

If we disregard everything else, just looking at her demeanor alone, one could easily believe she's the daughter of a listed company's CEO.

Looking at the three panting figures, Meng Yuwei wore a confident smile, certain that they would come.

Having known her best friends for four years, she knew them all too well. Talking to them about principles? That was like casting pearls before swine. In their eyes, principles weren't even as valuable as a free Long Island Iced Tea.

Driven by money and profit, they would flock to become mistresses even to an eighty-year-old man.

"You're here right on time. Did you bring your medical report?"

She reached out her hand to Sun Xiaoman, who dared not delay and quickly rummaged through her bag for the report that still had the warmth of the printer, and handed it over.

Meng Yuwei took the report, glanced at it, and then collected the reports from the other two people. She handed them to the crew members waiting beside her, and then gestured with her chin toward the hydraulic diving platform at the stern.

"Come on up. I'll give you one last reminder: Young Master Li is sunbathing on the top flight bridge deck. Don't act all horny when you see him later; show some restraint. He only invited you on this voyage because he's giving me face, so don't embarrass me."

Hearing Meng Yuwei's undisguised admonition, the smiles on the three faces froze for a moment, but they quickly and seamlessly switched back to their ingratiating expressions.

Now Meng Yuwei is their boss. If she were to whisper a few words in that rich young man's ear, all their efforts would be in vain.

"Don't worry, Yuwei, we know the rules. How could we cause you any trouble? We're more than grateful that you're showing our sisters the world."

Sun Xiaoman forced a fawning smile, took a half-step forward, and tried to take Meng Yuwei's arm, as if she wasn't the one who had cursed Meng Yuwei with the most vicious words in the budget hotel yesterday.

The other two also understood that pleasing Meng Yuwei was the most important thing right now, so they echoed her sentiments one after another, afraid that if they were a step too late in expressing their opinions, they would be kicked off the yacht.

However, behind Meng Yuwei's back, they exchanged a subtle glance, secretly cursing her a thousand times over in their hearts.

So what if she got lucky and hooked up with Young Master Li? What's she so smug about?

However, despite their jealousy, the allure of reality made them willingly bend over.

Meng Yuwei turned her body slightly to avoid Sun Xiaoman's outstretched hand. Who was she, and who was Sun Xiaoman, to even dare to touch her?

Then Meng Yuwei continued to give instructions.

"Remember to take off your shoes before boarding the ship. This is a deck made entirely of imported Burmese teak. If your high heels scratch it, we couldn't afford to pay for it even if we sold you."

The anger in the three men surged again, but they could only grit their teeth, obediently take off their carefully chosen strappy high-heeled sandals, and step barefoot onto the superyacht.

Carrying their shoes, they cautiously looked around, like country bumpkins visiting a grand garden.

Although they had attended yacht parties before, those were all small yachts, nothing like the grand one they were on now.

Every detail of this yacht demonstrates that there are benefits to being expensive.

"Stay close, don't touch anything."

Ignoring their naive and unsophisticated expressions, Meng Yuwei walked up the spiral staircase without looking back, exuding the air of a mistress of the house.

The three gritted their teeth inwardly, but could only hold their breath and follow closely behind.

On the flight deck at the end of the spiral staircase.

The salty sea breeze, carrying the faint coconut scent of sunscreen, wafted over. On the circular tanning bed, a young man was leaning against the cushions, scrolling through a tablet.

Li Xiao was only wearing a pair of dark blue knee-length swim trunks. His upper body, exposed to the air, had smooth lines and well-defined abs. Although they weren't as exaggerated as eight-pack abs, they were still six-pack.

Sun Xiaoman looked at Li Xiao, who was reclining on the sofa, and at the same time, they both started to calculate. At this moment, they only had one thought in their minds.

"Why does Meng Yuwei get to eat so well?!"

That profile was even more handsome than when I glimpsed it from afar on the beach last night, with a clean and sharp jawline and a high nose bridge.

His eyes and brows carried a lazy, detached air, as if he had no interest in anything in the world, much like the domineering CEO described in novels.

Just moments ago, Meng Yuwei was acting arrogantly down below, like a proud peacock. But now, all her pride vanished the moment she stepped onto the flight bridge deck.

Meng Yuwei quickened her pace, naturally squatted down beside the man, and said obediently.

"Have you been waiting long? It's all their fault for dawdling; the medical report is only just coming out."

Her obedient and attentive demeanor was completely different from when she was beating up her three best friends on the deck downstairs just a few minutes earlier.

She knew very well that everything she had today—the yacht, the 70,000 yuan lunch, and the five-figure white dress she was wearing—was a gift from the man in front of her.

When he's happy, she's the mistress of the ship; if he frowns, she'll immediately revert to her former self.

"They didn't talk about you behind your back?"

Meng Yuwei paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, her peach blossom eyes filled with slyness.

"They cursed, they definitely cursed. But it doesn't matter, they can curse as they please, they still have to come. My face is worthless, but they wouldn't dare disrespect Young Master Li."

Li Xiao chuckled softly and said nothing more.

He put down the tablet, his gaze passing over Meng Yuwei and landing on Sun Xiaoman and the other two who had just come up.

Although the three of them are not as beautiful as Meng Yuwei, they are all top-notch beauties, and since they are all art students, their figures and physiques are naturally impeccable.

Especially that girl who wore a pure white swimsuit yesterday, Li Xiao glanced at her impressive figure and made a simple estimate, it must be at least an octave.

A woman of great capacity for tolerance is a model for all under heaven!

The girl in the pure white swimsuit was named Yang Mi. When she saw Li Xiao linger on her body or chest for a couple of seconds, she immediately realized what was happening and straightened her back so that Li Xiao could see her more clearly.

The others also noticed that Li Xiao lingered on Yang Mi for a couple more seconds, and then, looking at the impressive figure in front of Yang Mi, they immediately understood.

Sun Xiaoman and the other girl straightened their backs, hoping Li Xiao would take a second look at them, but unfortunately the gap between them was too great; they were not even in the same league.

Seeing this, Sun Xiaoman immediately realized that if she didn't take the initiative, she might really miss her chance.

So she took a half step forward and greeted Li Xiao, hoping to leave a good impression on him and also to make him look away from Yang Mi.

"Hello, Mr. Li. I only caught a glimpse of him from afar on the beach yesterday and didn't dare to recognize him. Today, I saw him up close and he's even more handsome than I imagined."

Her words were perfectly tactful, giving her a graceful way out for not striking up a conversation yesterday while subtly flattering him.

The short-haired girl behind her rolled her eyes inwardly, cursing Sun Xiaoman for moving too fast, and quickly forced a smile, echoing her.

"Yes, Young Master Li, we've heard from Yuwei that you're a rare young talent, and seeing you today, you certainly have an extraordinary presence."

Not to be outdone, the short-haired girl squeezed half a body length out from Sun Xiaoman's side, her eyes practically glued to Li Xiao, which made Meng Yuwei's eyebrows twitch.

She seriously underestimated her best friends. Although they weren't as pretty as her, they were incredibly good at flattering her, and...

Meng Yuwei glanced at Yang Mi, lingering for two seconds on the magnificent figure in front of her. How come she had never noticed before? This was just too unfair!