The woman was beautiful, her makeup delicate, dressed in an off-the-shoulder red dress, her slim waist and full middle faintly showing a chubby hand moving ambiguously.
The two of them sat in a secluded corner, barely noticed by anyone, and probably nobody would say anything even if they did notice.
The woman frowned, clearly unhappy, yet maintained a forced smile on her face, occasionally forcing herself to drink from her glass.
Qin Yu had never seen these two people before and guessed that they must have latched onto someone's connections to be brought onto this yacht.
Looking at the sulking young girl by his side, Qin Yu's face showed a slight displeasure as he pinched her cheek and turned her face towards him, "Feeling sorry for her?"
"I don't know," Ah Da leaned against Qin Yu's shoulder, her fingers clutching his clothing.
