Inside the study of a sailboat yacht.

Tonight already felt off, but the moment Su Yehao got close to Zhao Yimeng and they locked eyes, the powder keg was instantly ignited.

When Su Yehao put his hands in his pockets, leaned closer, and saw Miss Zhao instinctively close her eyes, he knew he basically had her.

The signal was clearly transmitted, and the atmosphere was perfect.

Their noses bumped, and for a moment they almost suffocated. When Zhao Yimeng felt a chill on her body, she realized her long dress had fallen to the floor.

She couldn't worry about that now; Su Yehao's combination moves were more than she could handle.

The moment his lips touched Zhao Yimeng's neck, she nearly lost her balance. Su Yehao swept her up in a princess carry, and she landed in a daze on the soft, round bed.

Zhao Yimeng, who had never rested on the yacht before, never imagined she would experience it this way.

Around 8:30 p.m.

Linda Yun, who had failed to get a free meal on the yacht and was angrily devouring half a pizza, finally received a text message from Su Yehao: "Drunk and resting here, cover for me."

Covering, of course, meant providing an alibi to Nangong Tian.

Linda Yun, wearing an "I knew it" expression, wasn't surprised at all. Instead, she was astonished that Su Yehao had waited a whole decade to sink his claws into Zhao Yimeng.

She was, after all, the Zhao family's eldest daughter, a dream lover in the eyes of countless people.

Using her woman's sixth sense, Linda Yun, as his personal secretary, had long noticed that Zhao Yimeng acted slightly different around Su Yehao.

If he didn't take a bite of the grass growing right next to his nest, then he wouldn't be the Su Yehao she knew.

Not wanting to wait foolishly at the pier all night, Linda Yun left work early, said goodbye to the guards who were staying behind, and called her driver to pick her up.

As someone with assets worth over a hundred million, she had to maintain a certain image. Although she worked as a personal secretary, she had her own driver, nanny, and properties in several cities, including Hong Kong, Casino, and mainland China.

In fact, she had already achieved financial freedom. She only went to work out of habit, to avoid being bored at home.

Besides Zhuang Wei's assistant, Linda Yun was the only permanent personal secretary. The team of bodyguards had changed several times over the years, mainly because bodyguards who had made enough money rarely remained hot-blooded.

It was okay for Linda Yun to slack off occasionally, but the bodyguards couldn't relax...

Zhao Yimeng, who had quickly surrendered, was now sitting cross-legged on the sofa, wearing a bathrobe.

Su Yehao, also in a bathrobe, triumphantly asked:

"It's hard to imagine how you've spent these years. Didn't you ever think about finding a boyfriend? Luckily, I, a kind-hearted person, helped you out; otherwise, your best years would have been wasted."

A pillow flew over and hit Su Yehao squarely in the face.

Luckily, it was a soft down pillow, light and weightless. He continued, "Hey? You're turning against me already?"

Now that things had come to this, Zhao Yimeng let go, propped her chin up with her hand, and said:

"You're acting all smug after taking advantage. We're both adults, so don't go blabbing about it everywhere, or I'll burn down your harem."

Su Yehao, barefoot on the carpet, sat down next to her and asked:

"Have you rested enough? You're busy, and I'm busy, so we probably won't see each other often in the future. Let me give you some beautiful memories tonight, so you can savor them when I'm not around."

Fueled by alcohol, Zhao Yimeng wouldn't be easily manipulated. She said with a calm smile:

"I want a child. You're just a tool. Don't bother looking for me unless I contact you when I'm in a good mood."

"???"

If he didn't have other intentions, Su Yehao would have teased her a bit. Instead, he replied:

"Okay, but let me say this beforehand. If we have a baby, it'll definitely take the Zhao surname, right? I don't care about that. Adding the name to my family trust fund is fine too, but what about your parents? Will you explain where the child came from? It wouldn't be good if things are unclear, or the kid will be laughed at by classmates in the future."

Zhao Yimeng hadn't thought that far ahead, and she felt a slight headache. She said:

"We'll see about the future. Did you think I called you here to chat? I have money now, so I don't need to be added to your family trust. If your children start fighting to the death in the future, I don't want my children to get involved."

Su Yehao raised his hands in surrender and made a gesture of zipping his lips shut.

Since they weren't going to chat, he didn't remain idle. On such a crucial day, how could he let Zhao Yimeng easily gain the upper hand? They had to determine who would be in charge in the future...

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Zhao Yimeng and Su Yehao were both worried about their relationship being exposed.

As luck would have it.

Early the next morning.

Zhao Yimeng's younger sister, Zhao Dingling, brought He Shaofan, who had accompanied her to many places, to visit the newly purchased yacht.

He Shaofan and she had just returned to Casino from San Marino on a private plane last night.

They wanted the two families to meet and discuss the marriage, and since they were near the pier, they came to check out the new yacht, planning to take a boat trip to relax while the weather was good.

Unexpectedly, they were stopped by bodyguards near the yacht.

Since they couldn't explain why they were there, and they couldn't reveal Su Yehao's identity, a bodyguard immediately contacted Su Yehao and told him about He Shaofan and Zhao Dingling's arrival.

He Shaofan recognized two of the bodyguards and wondered why Su Yehao's people were here and wouldn't let them board the boat.

His phone suddenly vibrated. It was a message from Su Yehao, with only two words: "Get lost!"

He Shaofan's lips twitched.

He immediately understood what was going on. As expected of his best wingman, he helped cover for him in front of Zhao Dingling, saying:

"Damn! My stomach suddenly hurts. There might have been peanuts in the steamed dumplings I ate this morning. I think I'm allergic. Take me to the hospital!"

Zhao Dingling was just naive, not stupid. She felt something was wrong and ignored He Shaofan, asking suspiciously:

"Is my sister on a date? Did she stay on the boat overnight? I know the two female bodyguards by her side. How could she let you stay, and with so many people?"

He Shaofan's scalp tingled. He thought that this little princess was rarely so clever. Women's sense of gossip was indeed sharper than a dog's nose.

Seeing that Zhao Dingling wanted to force her way onto the boat, He Shaofan hurriedly grabbed her and blurted out:

"Don't mess around. I've seen these people. They're... your dad's men. Maybe your dad is on the boat and doesn't want you to see him. If your mom finds out, do you want to be an orphan?"

"..."

Zhao Dingling's brain suddenly froze. She didn't understand the logic, even though her parents were divorced, how could she be an orphan?

He Shaofan's reminder made Zhao Dingling feel that it made sense. Her dad had so many people around him, how could she know them all? Besides, she had been traveling around the world for half a year, so it was normal not to recognize them.

The second Miss Zhao, led astray, said angrily, "Which other vixen is it? Not even letting my daddy, who is so old, off the hook? Scheming to climb up for money. A'Fan, you wait with me until she shows her face. I'm not leaving today!"

"...I'm really allergic. Take me to the hospital; my back is tingling."

He Shaofan went all out, even selling out his future father-in-law, and added:

"You're fine, but if I get involved, what about our marriage? Listen to me, at such a crucial time, it's better to avoid trouble. Let's pretend we don't know anything, and we weren't even here. Let's go..."