83: Chapter 83 Song Baimeng's First Experience of Confessing Her Love

Wang Xiuming followed Li Yuan onto the yacht.

The yacht didn't look very big, but it could easily accommodate at least 50 people inside.

It was more than enough for their circle to hold meetings and hang out.

Furthermore, grills had already been set up on the spacious deck; clearly, they were planning a barbecue at sea.

Song Baimeng watched as Wang Xiuming finally appeared.

She suppressed her emotions and walked up to Wang Xiuming with an arrogant air.

At that moment, she looked just like a haughty white swan.

"I heard that some people's Hongqi isn't doing so well lately. Do you need any help? My family has a bit of business in heavy-duty special vehicle equipment!"

"If you're willing, I can have our family's overseas company buy some Heim chips for you, and then secretly ship them back to the country to help you tide things over."

Song Baimeng couldn't quite contain her emotions; upon seeing Wang Xiuming, she blurted out everything she had been brewing inside for a long time.

This yacht party had been organized jointly by Song Baimeng and Li Yuan.

Their goal was to call over the elite second-generation heirs from various industries.

They wanted to see if they could help Wang Xiuming solve his problems.

After all, the issues with Hongqi were the top priority right now.

The comments online made all their friends feel anxious after seeing them.

They also felt that Wang Xiuming hadn't been having an easy time lately.

Especially when looking at Wang Xiuming's prominent dark circles, his unkempt hair, and his very casual attire.

It was clear that he had been frazzled and busy dealing with these matters for the past few days.

"Hey, can you stop acting like this? Since everyone wants to help you solve the problem, can't you just nod and see if we can move forward?"

"What's with this attitude of yours? Is it as if everyone owes you something? Why does it feel like you're the one acting like a big shot?"

Song Baimeng felt a bit dissatisfied at this moment.

She had just spoken to Wang Xiuming, but he hadn't really paid her any mind.

"Little Mengmeng, are you concerned about me?"

"I'm not concerned about you! I just don't want a domestic brand to be strangled in the cradle. Besides, your heavy industry god king is top-tier advanced technology. If the car company were to exist in name only and the heavy industry god king ended up selling the technology abroad, it would be a huge loss for the Xia Kingdom!"

Song Baimeng's face flushed slightly, and she gritted her teeth, giving an answer that avoided the question.

She even brought up the heavy industry god king as a shield for herself.

"If that's the case, then I don't need your help. I don't have much of a problem anyway!"

Wang Xiuming spoke calmly, holding a wine glass in one hand while gesturing toward Song Baimeng, teasing her.

Song Baimeng stomped her feet in anger, her face blushing deeply.

Did he really have to force her to say what was on her mind? This guy Wang Xiuming was truly infuriating.

"I admit I have a tiny bit of affection for you, and I am concerned about you. Is that enough for you!"

Wang Xiuming leaned in close to Song Baimeng's ear and whispered his current situation to her.

Song Baimeng's eyes widened in shock.

So, all her worry had been completely useless.

He insisted he didn't need it and had already found a solution.

This made her feel somewhat embarrassed and angry.

Facing Wang Xiuming's recent teasing, Song Baimeng couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"Wang Xiuming, you are such a jerk! You never do anything good!"

"Is it that you didn't ask me? If I had known this party was specifically thrown for me, I would have reminded you long ago, but you didn't say anything, did you?"

Wang Xiuming acted as if it were only natural.

Song Baimeng was so angry she didn't know where to direct it.

"So, has the matter been resolved? What did he say?"

Li Yuan leaned in curiously and asked Song Baimeng.

Wang Xiuming reached out and pushed Li Yuan's curious head aside.

"Weren't you going to look at the beauties in swimsuits? Go do that, don't disturb us while we're talking about serious business!"

"We are discussing work, what do you know? You're a total princeling!"

Looking at Wang Xiuming, who was treating him like a tool to be discarded, Li Yuan couldn't help but give him the middle finger.

Song Baimeng's expression was still a bit unnatural.

"Since you've already solved the problem, why not tell everyone the truth? It would save everyone from worrying about you..."

Song Baimeng enunciated the word "everyone" very clearly.

"There's no need for everyone to know. More importantly, aren't there many people waiting to see a joke? Then let them watch to their heart's content!"

Song Baimeng listened to Wang Xiuming's words.

He was as dark-bellied as ever. Such a confident and dark-bellied guy, yet he somehow suited her tastes perfectly.

While she felt annoyed and angry, she also felt somewhat helpless at this moment.

"You're really too much. Can you not be like this?"

Wang Xiuming nodded and pointed toward the sun, which was gradually setting and disappearing below the horizon, and said to Song Baimeng.

"Look, isn't it beautiful now?"

"I'm telling you, can you not always make people worry like this!"

"Who are you to me? What have you been worrying about on my behalf?"

Wang Xiuming turned his head, his bright eyes fixed on Song Baimeng.

Although Song Baimeng was wearing an eye mask, her ears were burning red at this moment.

This time, in order to see Wang Xiuming, she had deliberately put on a dress and was wearing high heels.

She looked tall and elegant, just like a heroine who had walked right out of a novel.

But when facing Wang Xiuming's question, she felt a bit weak and unconvincing.

"Forget it, you're just a bad guy. Whether you tell me or not, I don't want to know about your business anyway. Don't tell me anything in the future, I don't want to know that much!"

Song Baimeng turned around, the clicking of her high heels rhythmically echoing on the deck, sounding quite light.

Wang Xiuming turned his body and watched Song Baimeng's retreating figure.

He couldn't help but wear a smile on his face at this moment.

"Buddy, not to criticize you, but do you not even know how to pick up girls? It's obvious she cares about you. Can't you say a couple of nice things, right?"

"Look at how angry you've made her. If I were you, I definitely wouldn't do that!"

Li Yuan poked his head out and reminded Wang Xiuming.

After all, he was a professional when it came to picking up girls.

At this moment, picking up girls was probably the only thing he was still good at.