Four o'clock in the afternoon.
The international waters off the Azure Coast.
The originally blinding sunlight was gradually tinged with an orange-red afterglow.
The entire sea looked as if a whole bucket of melted gold leaf had been poured over it.
The light shattered into tens of thousands of fragments among the waves. As the yacht Floating Dream moved forward, they rippled outward piece by piece, then went out one by one.
The whole ship was quiet yet opulent.
On the fourth-level Owner's Deck, inside the ocean-view audiovisual room at the outermost side.
Xu Qing hugged a throw pillow, staring blankly at the projection screen in front of her.
But as for what movie was playing on it, she had not taken in a single word.
Her thoughts had long since drifted to the other end of the corridor.
Because of this Special Outfit, she did not dare run around to other decks either, afraid she would bump into someone she should not and end up dying of social embarrassment twice over, without even a chance to explain.
It had already been two hours since little Song carried Sister Xuanyue into the primary bedroom.
She did not know what exactly was going on inside.
Mainly, when they had come in just now, the scene had simply been too impactful.
Especially Sister Xuanyue's black bikini, and that expression—it kept replaying over and over in her mind.
Putting aside all that messy stuff like being a shield, a little maid, or part of the atmosphere crew...
She was also a seasoned melon-eater whose soul for gossip burned fiercely!
That was Ouyang Xuanyue.
Ms. Ouyang, whose public reputation was practically flawless.
Reputation, innocence, dignity, status—in all aspects, everything about her stood firm and unshakable.
In Shen Yuyan's past "high-end circle crash courses," this