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Chapter 558: An Idle Day for a Ball Game

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Three days later, the girls on the yacht were escorted back to the marina by Qi Sheng’s bodyguards.

But for them, these three days were undoubtedly an unforgettable memory.

On a 500 million US Dollar yacht, they had enjoyed high-end red wine worth several thousand euros a bottle.

The fine ingredients were theirs to sample freely, as if money were no object.

Upon leaving, each of them received a thirty-thousand-euro tip.

That worked out to an average income of ten thousand euros a day.

For them, this was a pleasant surprise.

As for the million-euro grand prize, naturally, no one could win it against a Qi Sheng who was practically cheating.

Qi Sheng, for his part, felt no particular attachment to these statuesque blondes.

The only one who chose to stay was Jenna.

Hailey, out of guilt, also chose to leave the yacht.

Originally, Hailey had planned to take the pill.

But she forgot one thing: you couldn’t just buy pills out at sea.

Now, all she could do was hope that there were no accidents.

Otherwise, if she gave birth to a child with yellow skin and black eyes…

She was afraid Bieber would kill her in a fit of rage.

Hailey was clearly overthinking things. Qi Sheng wasn’t that inhumane.

A friendly match was one thing, but there was no need to destroy someone’s family.

Jenna, on the other hand, was shamelessly sticking around on the yacht.

The pleasure of the “28” had given her a taste for more, and she couldn’t get enough.

The reason Jenna and Booker had that on-again, off-again relationship was because Booker was impressive enough.

Of course, the “35” rumored by the public was just a meme.

But a “25” was probably realistic.

Otherwise, with Jenna’s experience, she wouldn’t have been so hung up on Booker.

Now that she had encountered Qi Sheng’s “28,” Jenna was even more addicted than she had been with Booker.

She even selectively forgot about the protection her ex-boyfriends had been required to wear.

As long as a man is impressive enough, a woman’s boundaries are very flexible.

“Sister Mi, that woman is way more shameless than you.”

At first, Reba had seen Jenna through the rosy lens of a fan.

As a top celebrity in the fashion circles of Europe and America, Jenna had nearly 200 million fans.

To Reba, Jenna was practically her idol.

But that idol halo vanished completely after she saw Jenna shamelessly clinging to Qi Sheng.

“I suggest you rephrase that!”

Yang Mi’s face darkened as she shot Reba a glare.

‘This girl is getting bolder and bolder, daring to mock me so openly.’

‘How can I let this stand?’

“Hehe, don’t sweat the details.”

Reba ducked her head but kept her eyes locked on Jenna.

“I really don’t get it. Why does he like that kind of slutty woman!”

Reba’s tone was dripping with jealousy.

She had thought Jenna would leave with Hailey and the others.

Who would have thought the woman would get addicted?

And to make matters worse, she was a supermodel—drop-dead gorgeous with a killer body.

Aside from her small chest and wild private life, there was really nothing to criticize.

What’s more, Jenna was throwing herself at him for free.

She was willing to do it for free, just for what he was packing.

What man could resist that?

“Relax, he’s just playing around. He’s not going to actually date that woman.”

Jin Ying smiled, comforting Reba with the composure of someone from a prominent family.

‘With a man like Qi Sheng, you don’t need to keep him on a tight leash.’

‘Think about those girls on the yacht. Besides getting some free food and drinks and a few perks…’

‘Weren’t they all sent away in the end?’

‘The ones who can truly stay by Qi Sheng’s side are people like her and Reba.’

‘Even Yang Mi doesn’t stand much of a chance.’

“But it’s so annoying! Sister Mi, go show him your sexy side! Don’t let that woman get all the benefits.”

Reba urged Yang Mi on. After all, who told Qi Sheng to be such a fan of “ball games”?

Among the three of them, Yang Mi’s were the biggest.

Big Mimi… you think she got that nickname for nothing?

“I think you’ve got a death wish!”

Humiliated and angry, Yang Mi went to pinch Reba.

‘If I don’t teach this damn girl a lesson, she’ll really take a mile after I’ve given an inch.’

…

Qi Sheng was lounging on a deck chair on the sun deck, with Jenna, also in sunglasses and a bikini, in his arms.

Qi Sheng felt a great sense of pride in conquering Jenna, one of the NBA’s best “defensive players.”

But he had been so lost in pleasure these past few days that he had clearly forgotten he’d stood up Zhang Kangyang.

Zhang Kangyang had gone to great lengths to get Qi Sheng’s contact information to ask when he would be free to come see an Inter Milan match.

“Tomorrow. President Zhang, reserve a VIP box for me. I’ll bring some people to watch the game.”

“Of course, Chairman Qi. Feel free to use my personal box.”

Zhang Kangyang certainly knew how to handle people, directly offering up his own private box.

“Darling, do you have work to do?”

Jenna couldn’t understand what Qi Sheng was saying on the phone and looked at the man before her, a little reluctant to let him go.

‘Handsome, strong, durable…’

‘And, most importantly, rich.’

Jenna was very wealthy herself, but that didn’t stop her from liking tall, rich, and handsome men.

Even those NBA players were tall, rich, and handsome compared to ordinary people.

“A friend invited me to a game. Want to go?”

Qi Sheng set his phone aside and asked casually.

“Soccer?”

Jenna pouted. “A bunch of people kicking a ball around. You can’t even see how it goes in.”

As everyone knows, the Kardashian family only likes to watch basketball.

The NBA was also happy to generate mutual hype with their family; it was a win-win situation.

But when it came to soccer, the Kardashian family clearly invested very little energy.

Besides, soccer players weren’t exactly tall.

With Jenna’s height of 178 cm, a boyfriend would need to be at least 190 cm to be a decent match.

“If you’re not interested, then never mind.”

Qi Sheng didn’t insist. Anyway, he knew Reba and the others wouldn’t refuse to watch the game with him.

“If you can convince me, I might go to the game with you.”

Not knowing what was good for her, Jenna started provoking Qi Sheng again.

‘Her defensive skills are indeed much stronger than Reba’s group.’

“Get on top and move yourself.”

Qi Sheng lazily pillowed his head with his arms, confident in Jenna’s core strength.

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