Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

"Da da da……"

Another sound of high heels hitting the ground came, crisp and clear, like a string of rapid notes hitting the dock.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads towards the sound and saw Yao Beina walking towards them.

She wore a white lace strapless short gauze dress, which outlined her chest line just right and had a waist-hugging design that showed off her figure. The hem of the skirt rose gently with her steps, revealing a pair of white, straight long legs.

Her signature shoulder-length Sassoon hair makes her neck look slender. She wears a pair of square-framed sunglasses on her face, covering half of her face but unable to hide the smiling eyes behind the lenses.

She was holding a Chanel handbag in her hand and stepping on the ground with white high heels, and every step she took exuded a bright energy.

The sunlight fell on Yao Beina, the white lace shone with a soft luster, the gauze skirt seemed to be wrapped in a halo, and even her profile, which was made more delicate by her short hair, seemed to be coated with a layer of honey.

The curves are right where they should be, the curves are right where they should be, and the skinny parts are slim where they should be. Her whole body exudes just the right amount of fullness. When she walks there, she looks like a white rose blooming in the light, sweet and gorgeous.

"Yao Beina?!"

Zhou Mengyao was the first to let out a low cry, and exchanged glances with Li Meng, Li Moli, Huo Siyan and Chu Xia. The shock in the eyes of the five of them was almost overflowing.

As signed artists of Maitian Music, they are very familiar with this super "Female Champion", but they never thought that Lin Lang even did not let Yao Beina go.

"Oh my God!"

"Brother Lang, has he brought all the Super Girl champions into his harem?" Li Moli's mouth twitched, and the little ripples left in her heart completely turned into a raging storm.

This is not treating the company as your own back garden, it is clearly treating it as your own fish pond, right?

Huo Siyan couldn't hide her surprise, thinking: No way? Even the honest Yao Beina has fallen for Lin Lang?

Li Meng raised her hand to cover her forehead. She couldn't bear to see Lin Lang's fickleness. A thousand horses were galloping through her heart.

Chu Xia was also very surprised. In her impression, Yao Beina was very pure and had a very conservative personality. She didn't look like the type of woman who would be a mistress of a wealthy businessman.

When Zhou Mengyao saw this, she was so angry that she laughed, and thought to herself: Lin Lang, Lin Lang, you have really made it. If your master is still alive, seeing how much fun you have, would he regret taking you as his apprentice and sacrificing his own daughter for it?

The most shocked person was Wang Yuyan who was standing nearby. She was a judge in the final of Super Girl.

As much as she was optimistic about Yao Beina at the beginning, she now regrets voting high for her in the finals.

How did that little girl who only had musical dreams in her eyes on the stage and smiled a little shyly, become...how did she become Lin Lang's lover?

This was even more unbelievable to Wang Yuyan than when she saw Huo Siyan appear.

She even subconsciously looked at Yao Beina's face, as if she wanted to find some signs of coercion behind the sunglasses, but the other party walked openly with a natural smile on her lips, and there was no sign of reluctance at all.

Even more shocked was Marry Yang, who was the chief director of the first "Super Girl". When she saw Yao Beina appear at the Bund Yacht Wharf, Marry Yang was so shocked that her pupils were dizzy.

She never expected that Super Girl champion Yao Beina would become Lin Lang's lover. This... this is really out of line.

Outrageous fucking opened the door, outrageously home.

"No way..." Ma Yili murmured in the crowd, her voice full of numb shock.

What number is this?

Even Yao Beina has come, so the next one won’t be another female artist from Maitian Music, right?

Lin Lang, however, had a calm expression. Seeing Yao Beina approaching, he smiled and gave her a hug. He kissed her pretty face before saying, "Here I come!"

"Yeah." Yao Beina responded and took off her sunglasses, revealing her clear eyes. She glanced at the crowd and smiled shyly at them: "Hello everyone, I'm Yao Beina."

Yao Beina's familiar and natural look completely shattered the last bit of hope in Wang Yuyan's heart.

Yes, this person is also willing.

Wang Yuyan took a deep breath and silently turned her head to look at the river surface at the dock.

Forget it, out of sight, out of mind. There have been enough outrageous things happening today, one more won’t make a difference.

Everyone forced a fake smile on their faces and greeted Yao Beina one by one.

The next step is to wait.

Wait until the last person arrives and then get on the yacht and start sailing.

But... who is the last one?

Can you please stop giving surprises?

My heart can't take it.

Just as everyone was introducing themselves to each other and greeting Yao Beina politely, a series of "da da da" sounds were heard not far from the dock.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground hit everyone's tense nerves.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who came was slim and slender. She was wearing a pink princess dress with fluffy hem like flower petals. It shone with a delicate luster in the sun. It was the same pink princess dress that Zhou Mengyao was wearing.

Her long, smooth hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends. She wore a pair of black sunglasses that covered most of her face. She was wearing a pair of white high heels and was moving slowly towards the yacht with small steps. Her figure revealed an unconcealable uneasiness.

"Hmm?" Pan Xiaoting murmured in confusion.

The figure, the skirt, the hairstyle of the person coming... why do they look so familiar?

Everyone's eyes involuntarily glanced at Zhou Mengyao in the crowd, then suddenly turned back to look at the figure walking towards them in the distance, no one knew who the person was.

"Mengyao, the last person is wearing the same clothes as you." Mu Xueman subconsciously pulled Zhou Mengyao's arm.

Zhou Mengyao, however, raised her beautiful face and replied in a low voice, "It's not a big deal if you wear the same clothes as me. It's the one who's ugly who's embarrassed."

Just when everyone was very curious about who was coming, that beautiful figure had already walked closer.

She seemed to have mustered up a huge amount of courage, stopped, raised her hand and gently took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of big watery eyes - the shape and expression of her eyes were exactly the same as Zhou Mengyao's charming big eyes from KISS ME!

She smiled faintly at everyone, her curved eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful that they made people dizzy.

"Hello everyone," she said in a soft, scholarly voice. "I'm the writer Su Wanxing. It's an honor to meet you all in this way."

"Huh—!"

The scene exploded instantly.

Mu Xuelan was the first one to gasp in shock, her scalp tingling.

She looked at Su Wanxing in great shock, then suddenly turned to Zhou Mengyao. Her hands were shaking, and finally she simply raised her hand to cover her mouth. The sound squeezed out from between her fingers, full of disbelief.

"Oh my God! Mengyao! She...she actually looks exactly like you!"

Han Jae-in was completely frozen, his mouth was open enough to fit an egg, and he couldn't close it for a long time. It felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

She and Zhou Mengyao were high school classmates and could recognize each other even if they turned into ashes.

But now looking at Su Wanxing in front of him, and then looking at Zhou Mengyao who was standing beside him with a look of astonishment, these two people were clearly cast from the same mold!

Which one is the real Zhou Mengyao?

Ma Yili was so shocked that she got goosebumps all over her body.

She looked at Su Wanxing on the left, Zhou Mengyao on the right, and moved closer, staring at their eyebrows, noses, and mouths and comparing them carefully. They really looked exactly the same.

Ma Yili blinked hard, wondering if she was dazzled.

She rubbed her eyes, but when she looked again, Su Wanxing and Zhou Mengyao still looked exactly the same, and she couldn't tell them apart at all!

Li Moli covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my God! The beautiful writer Su Wanxing actually looks like twins with Sister Mengyao!"

Zhao Lanshan frowned slightly, and was so shocked that she was stunned.

She couldn't believe her eyes and was secretly shocked. No way! How could this Su Wanxing and Master Lin Lang's daughter look like lost twin sisters?

Ma Xiaofei has taken photos of Zhou Mengyao. As a professional fashion photographer, she is very familiar with Zhou Mengyao's face.

But when she saw the beautiful writer Su Wanxing, Ma Xiaofei was still shocked beyond belief and couldn't tell which one was the real Zhou Mengyao.

Marry Yang was so shocked that she froze in her tracks. She couldn't believe her eyes and whispered in astonishment, "This is outrageous! Two Zhou Mengyaos showed up at the same time! Today is full of surprises!"

Tang Yan and Tong Lei, two best friends, could not hide their shock and whispered to each other. They were also a little dumbfounded by the appearance of two Zhou Mengyaos at the same time.

Gu Keqing, who had been calm at first, couldn't help but hold his breath and was stunned when he saw Su Wanxing taking off her sunglasses.

She looked at Zhou Mengyao beside her, and then at Su Wanxing who had just arrived. It was harder to tell who was who than the real and fake Monkey King.

Even the voices of Su Wanxing and Zhou Mengyao are basically the same.

Huo Siyan blinked her almond-shaped eyes wildly, looked at Su Wanxing with an extremely shocked look, then looked at Zhou Mengyao, and whispered to Chu Xia beside her.

"Oh my God!"

"Apart from identical twin sisters, how could there be two people in this world who look so similar?"

Chu Xia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said weakly, "Today is really an eye-opener."

For a moment, my friends and I were really shocked!

Zhou Mengyao herself was also confused. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face, then looked at Su Wanxing, her eyes full of shock and confusion.

This was the first time in her life that she had seen someone who looked so much like her. It was like looking in a mirror; even the curve of the corners of their eyes when they smiled was exactly the same.

Originally she was full of confidence and thought: It’s not scary to wear the same clothes as others, but whoever is ugly will be embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful writer Su Wanxing, who was the last to arrive, looked exactly like her. Zhou Mengyao was so shocked that she was speechless.

Su Wanxing and Zhou Mengyao, who looked confused, looked at each other.

It was the first time she saw Zhou Mengyao in person, and she looked into her eyes at close range. It really felt like looking in the mirror.

The two of them are like copy and paste, with the same height, body shape, face shape, hairstyle, shoe size, and the whiteness and straightness of their teeth.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the scene changed.

Everyone looked at Zhou Mengyao and Su Wanxing curiously, diluting the jealousy between them.

A hint of understanding flashed in Lin Lang's eyes. He looked at his school beauty, Zhou Mengyao, and then at the beautiful Su Wanxing, with a playful smile on his face.

Su Wanxing felt a little embarrassed by the stares, her cheeks flushed slightly. She gave Zhou Mengyao a friendly smile and said, "Miss Zhou, I'm sorry that my skirt is the same as yours."

Zhou Mengyao finally came to her senses and quickly waved her hands: "No, it's okay, it's not a coincidence that we wore the same clothes, but that we had the same face!"

The crowd was filled with whispers and discussions, and everyone's eyes were switching back and forth between Zhou Mengyao and Su Wanxing, with the word "outrageous" written all over their faces.