Chen Cheng took Zou Yu for a few more rounds before coming down.

When Zou Yu stepped onto the deck, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed.

Fortunately, the blonde customer service manager on the deck reacted quickly and caught her.

Scum Cheng, however, raised an eyebrow and looked at Eleven, who had been standing to the side, "Eleven, do you want to play?"

Eleven firmly shook her head; she had seen the reactions of the two of them completely.

If he had asked her earlier, she might have agreed. Now, she wouldn't dare at all; she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself.

Taking the towel handed over by the customer service manager, Zou Yu smiled and nodded in thanks.

She sat on the sofa and shot a resentful look at Chen Cheng, who was taking off his gear.

Water droplets slowly trickled down the back of her knees onto the deck.

It was hard to tell if it was seawater or something else.

After resting for a while, Chen Cheng dragged the two of them off to go snorkeling.

Once in the water, Eleven showed Chen Cheng what a true "lotus rising from the water" looked like.

Everyone played on the sea for a long time, and only when the sun began to set did the yacht head toward Macau.

Dinner was eaten on the boat.

"Cheers~" With them about to disembark, Chen Cheng beckoned everyone to have one last drink.

"Cheers~" Everyone raised their glasses.

"Cheers," Zou Yu also picked up her glass and clinked it against Chen Cheng's. Her movements were elegant and her aura was peerless, which was also what attracted Chen Cheng the most.

Honestly, Chen Cheng had been with quite a few women, but there were really very few like Zou Yu.

Looking at the exquisite and ethereal Zou Yu, Chen Cheng's possessiveness exploded.

With the added boost of a day's worth of ambiguous atmosphere, the mood at dinner was very relaxed.

The more Zou Yu learned about Chen Cheng, the more curious she became.

Chen Cheng coveted Zou Yu's beauty, and the two of them chatted happily.

Chen Cheng's uninhibited dirty jokes made Zou Yu blush furiously.

When disembarking, Scum Cheng never let go of the hand he had held while helping her down.

It infuriated Eleven, who was following behind.

Brother Sheng was already waiting at the pier with a black alphard.

The security team hadn't boarded the boat today; after dropping Chen Cheng off, they had gone to handle some driver's license registrations.

Weekend? Money power solves problems.

Once that was done, they drove across the sea to Macau.

Aks and most of the employees went straight back to Hong Kong Island. It was less than an hour's drive between the two places, so it was very convenient.

The girls from the entertainment group did the same.

As for where they were watching the night view tonight, that was none of Chen Cheng's business.

Chen Cheng took Zou Yu and Eleven straight to the Jingpu Hotel.

After showering, Chen Cheng dragged Zou Yu downstairs to experience some of Macau's local flavor.

He exchanged 200,000 and played a few rounds. When they came out and calculated, they had actually won over a thousand.

But it wasn't Chen Cheng who won; it was Zou Yu who won playing Baccarat.

It wasn't that he didn't count cards, but with things like probability, who can say for sure? Besides, he wasn't the one dealing the cards.

Ten gambles, ten losses.

yanzus, remember this: stay away from gambling addicts, and have a good life.

Zou Yu said she wanted to use this thousand to treat Chen Cheng to a late-night snack.

Chen Cheng asked the driver to drive around the streets of Macau to find a late-night snack.

"How about this one?" Zou Yu pointed to a street stall with quite a few people by the roadside.

"Sure," Chen Cheng didn't care what they ate; the main thing was eating with her.

The driver parked the car on the side of the road, and the two of them got out.

Eleven didn't come; when asked to come experience the local flavor, she refused. Her father was a gambling addict, and she hated gambling the most. Chen Cheng didn't force her and told her to get some rest.

Zou Yu was still wearing the white gauze dress she had on the boat that afternoon, her long hair flowing in the wind.

Chen Cheng's heart fluttered along with it.

The two found a seat at the food stall and sat down.

The elderly woman taking orders brought the menu, and Chen Cheng passed it to Zou Yu.

Zou Yu thought he hadn't eaten before, so she took it and looked through it, "Bean curd skin and fish head claypot, stir-fried rice noodles with beef, a squab, salt and pepper lizardfish, and broccoli with fresh squid."

Chen Cheng's eyes lit up, "You can speak Cantonese?"

"I used to come here often, so I thought I'd learn a little."

Chen Cheng frowned almost imperceptibly.

Zou Yu smiled faintly and continued flipping through the menu, "Do you want to drink beer? Macau Beer, Sagres, and Bock are all pretty good."

"Macau Beer then," Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow. Regardless of whether it tasted good or not, when out having fun, you naturally have to experience the local specialties.

Zou Yu nodded and asked again, "Do you eat cilantro?"

"Yes."

The food stall served dishes quickly.

Zou Yu poured the beer and raised her glass, "Thank you for taking me out to relax today."

Chen Cheng chuckled. Was I taking you out to relax?

I'm trying to sleep with you, okay?

I've been so obvious, and now you're playing dumb with me, right?

Chen Cheng picked up his glass and clinked it with hers, smiling, "This is the second round of drinks today, take it easy. I don't want to take care of a little pig again."

Zou Yu's face turned red instantly, and she huffed, "You're the little pig! Do you believe I'll bite you?"

Watching her playful appearance, Chen Cheng's heart stirred.

No wonder Lin Qizheng couldn't resist, and was even willing to give up his family business for her.

Such an exquisite face, paired with such a charming expression.

Who wouldn't be bewildered by this?

Chen Cheng curled the corner of his mouth and downed the beer in his glass.

Seeing him drink it all in one go, Zou Yu also tilted her head back and finished the wine in her glass.

"My tolerance is actually quite good," Zou Yu didn't forget to defend herself.

Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Then were you pretending to be drunk last night?"

"Uh..." Zou Yu looked embarrassed, "Don't you know how to talk?"

Chen Cheng's mouth twitched, feeling a bit helpless, "Fine, yesterday was because of emotional sadness, not because of your alcohol tolerance."

Zou Yu picked up a piece of salt and pepper lizardfish with her chopsticks and gave it to Chen Cheng, "You have to eat this salt and pepper lizardfish as soon as it comes."

"Don't wait for it to get cold. Eating it cold versus hot is really like two different flavors."

"It's especially tender."

Chen Cheng followed her example and dipped it in the sauce.

Hmm?

Not bad.

The meat really was tender.

After a few bites, even though they weren't hungry initially, both of them ended up with their heads down, devouring the food.

Zou Yu occasionally picked up food for Chen Cheng.

There's a strange thing about Cantonese food: whenever you order it, by the end of the meal, you always feel like the stir-fried rice noodles with beef is the best part.

It's ridiculous.

The two devoured food for a while, then started clinking glasses, one after another.

Chen Cheng looked at her, feeling like it was going to be the same as last night.

He immediately stopped Zou Yu from opening a new bottle.

Holding her hand down, he shook his head, "No more drinking."

Zou Yu met Chen Cheng's firm gaze and nodded faintly, "Okay!"

That "okay" seemed to use up all her strength.

The two cleaned up the leftovers.

"Urp~"

Zou Yu rubbed her belly and burped, "I haven't eaten this full in a long time."

Chen Cheng smiled, "It seems like I haven't eaten at a food stall in a long time either."

Zou Yu looked at his nostalgic expression, feeling touched, and the corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily.

After Zou Yu paid the bill, the two got in the car and returned to the hotel.

After dropping Zou Yu off at her room door, Chen Cheng didn't want to leave.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Aren't you going to invite me in for a cup of tea?"

Zou Yu looked into Chen Cheng's eyes, rolled her own, and answered faintly, "Okay~"

With a bang, the door closed tightly.

The two kissed passionately, unable to bear parting.

A long while later, Zou Yu resisted his advancing hands, bit her lip, and said, "I am still a married woman."

Damn it, who cares about that?

Chen Cheng didn't say a word; he lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

A bright smile hung on the corners of Zou Yu's mouth as her jade-like arms hooked around Chen Cheng's neck, responding passionately.

For a moment, the gauze dress flew in the room.

...

In the city, who is really a saint?

Come quickly, someone's committing adultery!