Mu Yue's yacht was not empty at all. In just this short while, several staff members came out to greet them, some handling the luggage, others holding up sun umbrellas. They had mostly been on standby before Mu Yue and her group arrived. Even so, if those rich second-generation brats had actually tried to climb aboard, the crew would have stepped in to stop them immediately.
Wen Xue had always maintained a gentle persona in the entertainment industry. When she noticed passersby recognizing her, she put on her signature professional, polite smile, took photos with them and signed a few autographs.
Mu Yue and the rest of the group waited nearby, since it would not take much time. But those rich second-generation youngsters did not leave right after getting their photos with Wen Xue. Seeing how easygoing she was, they tried to get her to introduce them to Mu Yue, so they could strike up a connection.
Wen Xue politely turned them down. If she did not have to keep up her public image, she would have rolled her eyes right then and there. What a bunch of shameless people.
Even so, they still pushed their way over, trying to say hello to Mu Yue. It did not take much observation to figure out who the center of this group was. Besides, both the staff at the yacht dock and the crew on that superyacht treated Mu Yue with extraordinary respect.
Mu Yue completely ignored them, her face cold and unyielding. A private yacht was no different from a private home. These people could take photos outside all they wanted, but they had the nerve to try to climb aboard for more snapshots? No matter how powerful their parents were in this city, she did not need to give any of them face.
She only turned to the dock management staff and said, "I hope by the time I come back, your company can give me a reasonable explanation for this."
With that, she called for her friends to board the yacht together. Those rich second-generation kids did not even get a single glance from Mu Yue, which left them annoyed. But they were not completely brain-dead—people who loved to play around as much as they did knew exactly how much a yacht of that caliber was worth, and that the owner of such a massive luxury toy was not someone they could afford to offend easily.
So they could only stand there awkwardly smiling along with the dock management, watching Mu Yue's group step onto the yacht. There was nothing else they could do. The burly crew members standing guard were not just for show; no one was stupid enough to test if their own bodies were tough enough to take a beating.
Once Chu Xiaoshi was on board, she could not help but complain, "I always thought rich second-generation kids cared most about saving face. I never expected them to have thicker skins than regular people. If I were them, I would be mortified enough to hide away after being caught taking photos outside someone else's private property. How dare they try to come inside?"
It was even worse than that—they had already been caught red-handed by the owner, yet they showed no embarrassment at all. Any normal person would have wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but these people had the audacity to press on without a hint of shame.
Ye Luling nodded in complete agreement, as she had been pestered by people like this plenty of times before. "The ones you met are the mild ones. I have seen far worse."
Xiao Yan shrugged. "That's just how it is. But I kind of get it, too. Anyone would want to come up here to take a look and snap a few photos, right?"
Everyone had to admit that was true. Just seeing the yacht from the dock had already blown their minds. Its length and size dwarfed every other yacht parked in the marina. Its elegant design, the powerful sense of structure from its architecture, and the futuristic tech elements made it look like a starship parked right on the sea from certain angles.
Stepping on board was even more stunning. The flooring, wall finishes, all the decorations and the spatial planning dazzled them again and again. There was a full-size luxury dining room, and a double-height main salon where opulence went hand in hand with comfort. Just walking around and taking it all in felt like an experience that should cost an entrance ticket, and an extremely expensive one at that.
Mu Yue was quite pleased with the place. As expected, you had to experience such a top-tier luxury good in person—looking at photos of it could never compare.
Xiao Yan was really good at lightening the mood, and in just a few words she chased away the last bit of unpleasantness from earlier. Mu Yue waved her hand and said, "Alright, go pick your rooms now. First come, first served!"
"Whoohoo!" The rest of the group quickly followed the waiting attendants to choose their rooms. Since there were not many of them on this trip, there were plenty of empty rooms, and every single one was spacious, with unbeatable views and top-tier facilities—they could pick whichever they liked.
Mu Yue headed to her own room, flopped down on the soft king-size bed, and stretched lazily. When she turned her head, the window framed nothing but clear blue sky and the glistening blue sea. It was absolute bliss.
Half an hour later, the yacht slowly pulled out of the harbor, and all sorts of water entertainment activities became available for them to enjoy.
After a full day of nonstop fun, Mu Yue had burned through most of her energy. After dinner, they played some games and watched a movie together before heading back to their respective rooms for the night.
Mu Yue had just finished her bath, and was lying in bed scrolling through her phone when she noticed a trending search for Wen Xue, tagged with the words "mysterious rich man". She clicked into the post and saw photos showing Wen Xue standing with that group of rich second-generation brats.
Wen Xue was at the center of the photos, with one of the young men standing very close to her. In the corner of the photos, a small section of Mu Yue's yacht was visible.
Scrolling through the comment section, Mu Yue could not believe what she was seeing. Everyone online was assuming the yacht belonged to that random rich guy, and that Wen Xue, who Mu Yue had personally invited on this trip, was there on a date with him.
Those rich second-generation kids had terrible reputations locally—they often partied together and drag-raced on public roads. Some people in the comment section even spilled that their parties were regularly laced with drugs and group sex. Before anyone knew it, Wen Xue was dragged straight into the middle of the scandal, with countless vicious comments flooding in.
Wen Xue had not been online yet. She had just gotten off a call with Wei Xuan, that total lunatic, who had blown up at her for no reason at all. She was still confused about it. Wei Xuan had already given her notice a while ago that their contractual relationship was over, all for the sake of his white moonlight, and told her to stop deluding herself that she still had a chance with him.
Logically, that guy would never call her on his own accord and wait for her to pick up, unless his white moonlight had pushed some new mess onto her again, and he was calling to yell at her for it. But this call earlier had nothing to do with his white moonlight at all.
Before Wen Xue could make sense of what was going on, her agent called, yelling at her nonstop the second she picked up. Wen Xue did not want to listen to his nonsense, so she told him to cut to the chase. That was when she found out the photos from earlier that day had leaked online.
Wen Xue quickly pulled up her phone to check the news, and was left completely speechless.
She did not even need to guess who was behind this mess. The funniest part was that she had not even made a single public statement yet, but her company had already issued an apology to the public in her name, without even asking her first.
Wen Xue was so mad she laughed out loud. They were not even bothering to pretend anymore.
Even though Wen Xue was mentally tough and great at regulating her own emotions, all the frustration she had endured lately, all the things she had worked so hard to get only to have them snatched away easily by someone else—no normal person could stay happy through all that.
She thought of Mu Yue, who was right there on the yacht with her. Wen Xue started to feel uncertain. Had Mu Yue's earlier offer to invest in her just been a polite, empty remark?
But Wen Xue quickly let go of those thoughts. Whether that was the case or not, at least spending time with Mu Yue felt pleasant, relaxed, and there was no need for her to put on a facade. Even if she really had to step away from the entertainment industry for good, she had already earned a substantial sum of money, and that should be more than enough to feel content. Of course, there was still a tiny bit of unwillingness lingering in her heart.
Just as she was lost in her random thoughts, a new @ notification popped up.
[@Wen Xue / This is my yacht, and this is my person. No irrelevant people get to come near and cause trouble!]
All her scattered thoughts were instantly shattered by this message. Wen Xue felt as if her heart had been struck hard, and it started pounding wildly out of control. She tapped on the message to view the full content.
The account's nickname was just her name, the familiar and beautiful two characters, "Mu Yue".
The text was very short, and there were not many attached pictures. They were photos taken on the yacht earlier that day: there were photos of Wen Xue, photos of Mu Yue, photos of the group of girls hanging out together, and the very last photo was a property ownership certificate.
Wen Xue had, for a fleeting moment, thought about asking Mu Yue to help clear her name. But no matter how close they usually chatted, when it came down to this actual situation, she hesitated. She did not have many true friends, and she was not sure if she reached out to ask for help, whether her friend would find it a hassle, or even think she was useless for not being able to handle such a small issue on her own.
But Mu Yue had shown her with her actions that there was no need for her to struggle at all. Between true friends, asking for help was the most normal thing in the world, and she did not even need to say a word to make it happen.
Even though their rooms were only a few doors apart, Wen Xue could not wait to send Mu Yue a message: "I love you so much, baby!"
Mu Yue curled her lips into a smile and replied, "I can make you love me even more. Dare you?"
Wen Xue thought to herself, what's there to not dare about?
Then she saw Mu Yue's new message pop up: "Terminate your contract with your agency. I'll cover your breach of contract penalty, and I'll handle everything else. Set up your own personal studio, and I'll get you whatever resources you want."
Oh no, Wen Xue's heart was thumping so fast. She pressed her hand against her chest, thinking to herself, I'm absolutely going to fall head over heels for her! How can this girl be this charming? She was completely and utterly smitten.
