George saw her pulling rank and didn't say anything more, glanced down the stairs, and finally turned to leave.
Su Yan let out a sigh of relief now that the bothersome gatekeeper was dispatched.
Once George had walked out of Su Yan's line of sight, he took out his phone and dialed Jiayi's number.
Jiayi had been waiting for a while and was just about to make a call to ask what was going on when she received George's call, answering, "What's up?"
"Young Madam, you'd better come up."
Confusion crossed Jiayi's face.
*
Below deck on the yacht, in the guest room.
Huo Zhenyang had finished fixing his pants that Xiaolei had drenched in the bathroom and came out of the bathroom with a gloomy face.
He hadn't quite steadied himself when he realized that something was different in the room.
The bright ceiling light was off.
The small spotlights on the ceiling were dimmed to create a dusky, romantic atmosphere, just enough light to clearly see the person on the other side.
