Although Luo Yan was a bit scheming, she still pretty much met Chu Hao's standards.
However, Luo Yan said, "Don't think too much about it. I'm giving you a massage just to repay you, just a massage, that's all."
Massage? Chu Hao thought. It could develop into something more special.
The sun was about to set when a shrill scream came from below the yacht. Fan Qizhen ran up, clutching his clothes and wearing only underpants.
Chasing him was a murderous-looking Lu Feichen, who was also wearing only a pair of pants, revealing his fair, tender upper body.
The people on the yacht all looked curious.
As Fan Qizhen ran, he shouted, "Go kill Mr. Chu! Why are you chasing me? I didn't agree to sleep with you. It's not my fault someone else paid for you!"
Everyone was speechless.
What the hell!
Lu Feichen was so angry he felt like he was about to spit blood.
On the yacht, everyone's gazes were filled with strangeness and, mostly, confusion. They looked at him as if he were a monster.
