Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

8am, Bund Yacht Marina.

Under the clear sky, the river breeze blew with a moist breath, ruffling Gu Ran's black hair.

Gu Ran was seen standing at the boarding ramp of a luxury yacht, wearing a neat OL professional secretary suit. The well-cut dress outlined her exquisite figure, and her calves exposed under the skirt were slender and straight. Her posture in high heels was both capable and feminine.

Gu Ran was sorting out the list in his hand when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

The person who came was Cai Yinong, the beautiful president of Tangren Film and Television Company.

Cai Yinong was wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat and a pair of brown sunglasses. Although his eyes were not clear behind the lenses, they showed shrewdness and composure.

She was wearing a champagne-colored silk long dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the river breeze, making her skin look whiter than snow, and her figure remained slim and charming.

Even though Cai Yinong was pregnant, it was still early in the pregnancy, so the slight bulge in her belly was almost unnoticeable, and instead added a touch of soft curves.

She carried a limited edition Coubertin crocodile-patterned handbag on her arm, and her every move exuded elegance and nobility.

Gu Ran immediately came forward with a smile, took Cai Yinong's arm affectionately, and said sweetly: "Mr. Cai, I didn't expect you to be the first one to arrive. There is breakfast on the yacht, have you eaten?"

Cai Yinong smiled politely in response, her tone gentle: "I came here after eating. Am I here too early?"

"No," Gu Ran smiled and shook his head, "The scheduled time is to gather around 8 o'clock and leave at 8:30."

Cai Yinong looked around and casually asked, "Secretary Gu, tell me the truth, how many girlfriends does Lin Lang have going out to sea with us today?"

Gu Ran's eyes flickered, and he answered vaguely, "About ten or a dozen."

After hearing this, Cai Yinong's smile faded a little. He took a deep breath and looked at the Huangpu River in the distance, as if thinking about something.

Gu Ran hurriedly comforted him, "Boss Cai, you are pregnant. Let's not get angry or upset. It's not worth it to upset the fetus."

Cai Yinong took off her sunglasses, frowned slightly, and said with a hint of anger: "Isn't your Chairman Lin too fickle? How can he have so many girlfriends?"

The smile on Gu Ran's face froze. He clasped his hands in front of him and said perfunctorily, "This... this is the boss's private matter. As a secretary, how can I butt in on it?"

Cai Yinong didn't intend to let her go, and asked, "What about the pregnant ones? How many of his concubines are pregnant?"

"Boss Cai," Gu Ran said, looking embarrassed, lowering his voice even more. "I signed a confidentiality agreement when I joined the company. I really can't talk about this kind of thing..."

Cai Yinong put on his sunglasses again, a smile on his lips, and said in a tone that didn't allow for refusal: "It's okay if you don't say it. Then you can gesture with your hands, right?"

Gu Ran was in a dilemma. After all, she was in debt. Cai Yinong had given her a big house in the center of Longhai City. Now she couldn't refuse.

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Ran had no choice but to raise his fair and delicate hand, quickly spread out his five slender fingers, and then quickly retracted them, avoiding looking at the other person.

"Five pregnancies? Or at least five?" Cai Yinong's voice suddenly became deeper, and the eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to be frozen.

Gu Ran lowered his head and dared not say a word.

A trace of jealousy crossed Cai Yinong's face, her chest heaved slightly, and she took a few deep breaths in a hurry. Her hand unconsciously touched her lower abdomen, trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart, not wanting to upset the fetus.

At this moment, Gu Ran caught a glimpse of a tall figure walking towards the dock and quickly changed the subject: "Mr. Cai, look, Mr. Zhao from Taicheng Group is here."

Zhao Lanshan was wearing a white strapless, one-shoulder tight miniskirt. The hem of the skirt just covered her thighs, revealing two straight and slender legs. She was wearing ten-centimeter high-heeled sandals and holding an LV limited edition handbag in her hand. She had a hot figure and an aura that kept strangers away.

Gu Ran quickly stepped forward and greeted him, "Director Zhao, you're here."

Zhao Lanshan took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of sharp and bright eyes. She nodded slightly at Gu Ran and replied lightly, "I'm coming."

Gu Ran smiled as he led her sideways towards Cai Yinong, saying, "Come, Mr. Zhao, let me introduce you. This is Cai Yinong, the president of Tangren Film and Television."

"You also know the situation on our Lin Dong's side. Except for the first wife, all the other concubines, regardless of age, are all Lin Dong's people."

"This is Zhao Lanshan, the chairman of Taicheng Group."

The moment Gu Ran finished speaking, the two women's eyes met in the air. There was no smell of gunpowder, but there was an invisible tension.

When love rivals meet, even if they maintain a decent appearance, the scrutiny in their eyes cannot be hidden.

Cai Yinong was the first to break the silence. She was a sociable person, and even though she was wary of this rumored underworld heiress, she still wore a respectful smile and extended her hand. "Hello, Director Zhao. I've heard of your great name for a long time, and seeing you today, you are truly a stunning beauty."

Zhao Lanshan's eyes swept over Cai Yinong, from the exquisite sun hat to the limited edition handbag, and finally landed on her slightly open neckline. She then raised her hand and shook hers lightly, then let go, her tone lacking any emotion.

"Mr. Cai, you're too kind. It's Ms. Cai who is recognized as the most beautiful CEO in the entertainment industry. She's a great businesswoman and she's even better as a person."

A polite remark, which sounds like praise, but also carries a subtle sense of competition.

The river breeze happened to blow at this moment, lifting the hem of Cai Yinong's skirt and the ends of Zhao Lanshan's hair. The two equally outstanding women stood at the dock, each exuding a completely different aura, which became a particularly eye-catching scenery in the river view.

At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared at the entrance of the pier.

Han Jae-in wore a moon-white French tea dress with tiny pearls on the neckline and beautiful lace on the hem.

She was not wearing a sun hat, and had a unique shoulder-length hair that was bleached to a light blue color and was casually draped. Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent in the sunlight. She was holding a limited edition Hermès handbag, and she exuded a cool and literary aura.

"Miss Han, you're here." Gu Ran was sharp-eyed and immediately greeted her with a smile.

Han Zaiyin took off the gold-rimmed sunglasses on his nose, revealing a pair of eyes as clear as a stream, and nodded lightly: "Here I am."

Gu Ran quickly led her to Cai Yinong and Zhao Lanshan, introducing them: "Come, Miss Han, let me introduce you to these two. One is Cai Yinong, the president of Tangren Film and Television."

"The other is Zhao Lanshan, chairman of Taicheng Group."

"This is Han Zaiyin, the famous and talented beautiful oil painter from our Xia Country. She not only owns her own personal gallery, but also runs a very influential art investment company."

"Mr. Cai, Mr. Zhao." Han Zaiyin spoke first, her voice as clear and smooth as the collision of jade, with a perfect smile on her face.

"Ms. Han, I've heard of you for a long time. I've seen your art exhibition and you're incredibly talented. Now that I've met you in person, you're even more beautiful than the paintings." Cai Yinong responded with a smile, her eyes fixed on her unique tea dress, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

"Mr. Cai, you're too kind." Han Jae-in smiled politely.

Zhao Lanshan also nodded slightly. "What a coincidence! I also like Miss Han's oil paintings. I have several hanging in my home. It's a pity that I have never had the chance to meet Miss Han in person. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Her tone was softer than when she spoke to Cai Yinong just now, but still a little distant, but she couldn't hide her admiration for Han Zaiyin's talent.

The three women stood together, greeting each other. Their words were full of courtesy and politeness, and no one showed any sign of impropriety.

But in that seemingly peaceful atmosphere, there is a silent struggle.

Cai Yinong's elegance and composure, Zhao Lanshan's coldness and sharpness, Han Zaiyin's coolness and literature, three completely different auras intertwine and collide. The moment their eyes sweep across each other, there is always a bit of imperceptible scrutiny and vigilance.

The river breeze blew past, lifting their hair and skirts, and the jealousy that could not be hidden quietly spread in the air along with the salty wind.

Just then, a burst of brisk footsteps was heard not far away.

Han Jae-in looked up and saw Ma Yili walking towards him wearing a pair of tortoise-shell sunglasses and a neat short hair that looked refreshing and fashionable.

She wore a light blue denim miniskirt that just reached mid-thigh, revealing her well-proportioned calves. She paired it with a white knitted top and a pair of beige canvas shoes. She exuded a casual and lively beauty, which was completely different from the exquisite and luxurious appearance of the others present, but she was particularly eye-catching.

"Miss Ma!" Gu Ran saw her first and waved hello from afar.

Han Zaiyin's face immediately lit up with a genuine smile. He took the initiative to step forward and gave Ma Yili a small, intimate hug. "Didn't you say you were filming in Kyoto? How did you get back?"

Ma Yili took off her sunglasses, revealing her smiling eyes. The corners of her mouth curved, revealing two cute little canine teeth. She said playfully, "I can be lazy about other things, but how can I miss this grand event of Lin Lang's 'little wives party' today?"

Han Zaiyin was amused by Ma Yili. He took her arm and walked towards Cai Yinong and Zhao Lanshan, introducing them, "Let me introduce you. This is Ma Yili, a beautiful actress who graduated from the Chinese Opera School. Mr. Cai, you are in the film and television industry, so she should be familiar to you, right?"

Cai Yinong let out a cold smile as she looked at Ma Yili with drooping eyebrows and said, "Of course I know her. Ma Yili is currently filming the movie 'July and Ansheng', which is a joint production of Tangren Films and Maitian Music. I never thought that Lin Lang would take advantage of her."

Ma Yili took a few steps forward, took Cai Yinong's arm, and said with an awkward smile, "Don't be angry, Mr. Cai. It's not that Mr. Lin is taking advantage of me. He and I were high school classmates, and I had a crush on him since high school."

Cai Yinong took a deep breath and said wistfully, "You don't have to explain to me. You have Lin Lang's support, and I won't ban you from the entertainment industry. What are you afraid of?"

"Hehe..." Ma Yili squinted her eyes and smiled fakely, fearing that she would offend Cai Yinong, a big producer in the film and television industry, and ruin her acting career.

Zhao Lanshan couldn't help but smile and greeted, "Hello, Miss Ma, I'm Zhao Lanshan, the chairman of Taicheng Group."

Ma Yili responded gracefully, "Hello, Mr. Zhao!"

Gu Ran felt somewhat relieved when he saw the scene which was temporarily harmonious.

But the women present at the moment are only a fraction of Lin Lang’s harem members.

The river breeze picked up again, making Ma Yili's short hair sway gently. She leaned closer to Cai Yinong and whispered ingratiatingly, "Boss Cai, everyone hasn't arrived yet, right?"

Cai Yinong snorted coldly, "I want to see how many 'surprises' Lin Lang has hidden."

Ma Yili pointed excitedly in the distance and said, "Lin Lang is here, and with him are motorcycle goddess Zhou Mengyao, nine-ball goddess Pan Xiaoting, and Super Girl Haihai Division champion Mu Xueman."

After hearing this, Cai Yinong was shocked and said, "No way! It's no secret that Lin Lang is having an affair with his master's daughter Zhou Mengyao. How can nine-ball champion Pan Xiaoting also be Lin Lang's concubine?"

Han Zaiyin shrugged, and said with a look of jealousy, "Even the nine-ball goddess Pan Xiaoting has become Lin Lang's mistress. It seems that even greater surprises are yet to come."

Zhao Lanshan gently stroked her lower abdomen, trying hard to control her emotions. She had a bad temper and was very jealous, and her heart felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton.

But when Zhao Lanshan saw Lin Lang walking towards the luxury yacht and waving with a smile, she felt both angry and amused.

Considering Lin Lang's face, she forced a sweet smile on her face and waved at Lin Lang in response.