Who else could it be but him? Several men sat in the dimly lit VIP section, and he was the only one with a roguish, worldly appearance. The venue was deafeningly loud. He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, and the person next to him leaned close to his ear as if to say something, which elicited a nonchalant smile from him.

He didn't glance at the stands once throughout the entire ordeal.

Meng Jiuyi was overjoyed and tried to sneak down to find him under the cover of darkness, but her hand was grabbed. A girl dressed the same as her winked at her and said, "Where are you going? Do you want to die? It's your turn to lead the dance!"

Then she was pushed to the center of the stage.

Meng Jiuyi cried out to the heavens, suddenly realizing what the fat woman meant when she patted her butt and told her to behave well.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The stage lights went out and then came back on with a roar. Meng Jiuyi didn't know anything about leading dance, but "Worth It" was a common background music for jazz dance, and she had danced to it before. So, she found the feeling in a few dozen seconds, moving her waist and hips to the beat, and swinging her arms with the accented beats.

Her waist was already slender enough to be grasped, and her legs were plump, straight, and long. When she swayed like a snake, her white skin was dazzling. The attention of many people in the room was gradually drawn to her. They saw her waist swaying back and forth, and they wished they could pinch that slender part and play with it in their hands.

As the dance music entered its second half, she began to arch her back and sway her hips in time with the drumbeats. This was a normal dance move, but the strange thing was that her skirt was too short and had tassels hanging from the edges, barely covering most of her buttocks. The guests below were made to droop green by the tassels.

With such a great figure, her face was naturally stunning. Just by looking at her red lips, one could guess what an absolute beauty was behind the mask. The whistles that rose and fell were gradually replaced by the encore.

The deafening encore was so loud that it naturally alerted the men around Tan Yuchen. One of them was Su Renyu, the young master of the ship, who snapped his fingers to summon a waiter.

"Have the lead dancer come over after she's done dancing."

"Oh my, Young Master Su, you want to have one on each arm? Aren't you afraid your beauties will get angry?"

The beautiful woman pretended to be angry and punched him in the chest. Su Renyu smiled and said to Tan Yuchen.

"Since Actress Tang isn't here, how about I call that girl over to have a drink with the Third Young Master?"

Anyone wanting to do business in shipping and ports needs the Tan family. Su Renyu had tried to connect them with the Tan family several times, but to no avail. However, this time, Tan Yuchen unexpectedly agreed to the Eugenio voyage.

As the smoke dissipated, Tan Yuchen shook his head and smiled, "They're too strict. They'll give me a hard time when we get back."

Su Renyu exclaimed "Holy crap!" and seeing that Tang Yinghou's expression didn't seem fake, he secretly wondered if this actress really had the ability to tame a playboy.

"So, should I change my name to 'Sister-in-law'?"

Tan Yuchen smiled but did not answer, crushing his cigarette butt into the ashtray. The deafening calls for an encore had not yet stopped, and he casually glanced at the high platform.

In that one glance, his pupils narrowed slightly.

The man who had just been uninterested was now staring intently at the stage, leaning back on the sofa like a lazy lion.

The dance music is about to end!

Meng Jiuyi knew she couldn't just sit and wait to die any longer, or she would be finished once she left this place. Her eyes searched around and she saw a prop umbrella placed on the edge of the platform. She reached for it, twisted the umbrella, and went straight off the stage.

The backup dancers behind her were completely bewildered when they saw her deviating from the rehearsal, but the shouts were getting louder and louder, so they could only assume it was part of the choreography and continue dancing their own routines.

The crowd erupted instantly. Several men in the booths asked her to do them the honor of having a drink, but Meng Jiuyi didn't stop. The lights were so bright that she roughly determined Tan Yuchen's direction and walked towards him in her high heels.

As Su Renyu watched the beauty step onto the stairs and reach him, he was about to pull her into his arms.

"You knew I was looking for you, so you turned around and came looking for me?"

Meng Jiuyi turned around gracefully and shook off his hand. Su Renyu, still unwilling to give up, tried to grab her again, while Tan Yuchen, sitting next to her, chatted with others, his expression lazy in the dim light, clearly not noticing her.

She made a snap decision, decided to go all out, and sat directly on Tan Yuchen's lap.

A chorus of cheers erupted, mingled with whistles and applause from the audience, instantly bringing the atmosphere to a fever pitch.

Especially those around the sofa, knowing that although Young Master Tan was dissolute, he still had a certain status, and no dancer dared to sit on him openly, they all secretly thought that this girl only knew how to choose the most handsome one in the room, and probably did not know his identity.

Meng Jiuyi was still in the midst of a nervous heartbeat and naturally did not notice the man's slight pause for a moment.

He turned his head, and the blue light fell into his deep eyes, leaving no doubt that he was about to throw her down.

She quickly grabbed his collar and whispered in his ear, "It's me!"

She practically nestled against his neck, and from the angle, it looked like they were kissing, which drew even louder cheers.

Tan Yuchen didn't put his arm around her, but he didn't chase her away either. His eyelids slid down, and his gaze fell on her masked face, his brows furrowing slightly.

"you?"

Why pretend to be so important? He definitely recognized you.

Meng Jiuyi gritted her teeth: "Meng Jiuyi!"

Her hot breath brushed against the man's ear, but more than that, she smelled the scent emanating from him. It wasn't the unpleasant smell of perfume and alcohol that she had imagined; instead, it was a crisp and refreshing pine scent.

A subtle minty flavor permeates the air, making one feel relaxed without even realizing it.

His chin was only a hair's breadth away from hers, and Meng Jiuyi instinctively wanted to back away.

A hand reached across her waist, which was completely exposed. His palm naturally pressed against hers, and with a little force, she pressed herself against his chest. Tan Yuchen lowered his face, scrutinizing her inch by inch, his words laced with amusement.

"What are you doing here? Did you start a side hustle?"

What a side hustle!

Meeting his gaze, Meng Jiuyi instinctively wanted to hunch over, but then she realized she could see everything anyway, so she simply gave up and stopped trying to hide.

“They noticed something was amiss when I took the recording pen, and Chen Zhongli’s bodyguards were looking for me outside the door.”

Tan Yuchen: "Like this?"

"What do you mean, 'this' and 'that'? Meng Jiuyi grabbed his collar tightly, 'Take me away now!'"

He remained unresponsive, so she lowered her voice and said, "If I'm found out, don't expect me not to expose you."

Two pairs of eyes met in the dim light; her brown pupils were beautiful, and she exuded a powerful aura.

Tan Yuchen seemed to have encountered something amusing, "You're threatening me?"

Normally, Meng Jiuyi would never dare to do that, as this man would be extremely petty and vindictive. But now that his life was about to be lost, why would he care about such things?

"Third Young Master, I only have a worthless life. You know I have no feelings for the Meng family. It doesn't matter if you are implicated by me, unlike you who are so protective of your family."

She thought she was very imposing, but little did she know that she was like a cat raising its whiskers before Tan Yuchen could even speak.

Bodyguards in black suits entered the venue and discreetly checked each person's identity. Meng Jiuyi glanced back and immediately buried her face in his chest.