The next day.
Morning.
After breakfast.
They prepared to head out to sea for some fun and to take the yacht on its maiden voyage.
"Haha, am I not the first one to come aboard?"
Chai Ren finally got his wish to be the first one to step onto Tang Qing's yacht. He had called Tang Qing the day before yesterday, wanting to go up and play ahead of others, but Tang Qing didn't agree. This 'idea' had been in his plans for two days.
Tang Qing: "..."
Even the Zhan Xi clan couldn't bear to watch anymore; their own husband was getting goofier by the day. It was one thing at home, but now he couldn't contain himself in public, yet she knew this was Chai Ren's way of showing he had no guard up around Tang Qing and the others.
If it were outsiders.
Chai Ren would definitely be among the most gentlemanly of people.
"I'm sorry, your brother Chai sometimes acts like this," Sister Zhan said apologetically to Tang Qing with a wry smile.
Here.
