The dreamy lady named Liang Bing nodded slightly, and she too took a step forward, closely following behind Chu Mo.
In the hall, Ding Qian's eyes were filled with complexity. She watched as the young man who had just secured a vast amount of resources for her walked away, and she didn't know whether to follow or stay put.
Just as the dreamy beauty Ding Qian was internally struggling, Chu Mo, with a wine glass in his hand, had already reached the gangway.
A sea breeze blew by, the waves slapped against the yacht, making the deck sway slightly. Chu Mo paused in his steps, and when the yacht steadied once more, he turned and headed towards the swimming pool.
The figures of the so-called "Four Young Masters of the Magic City" had disappeared, and they were now somewhere enjoying their leisure time. Chu Mo spotted Zhou Gang, Li Ming, and several rich second-generation kids riding jet skis on the boundless sea, their cheers and excited shouts mingling in the air.
