The next day, along the coast of Singapore, a luxurious yacht was sailing. Vizcondesa Lan was having the time of her life travelling the hottest sailing destinations in Asia using her future son-in-law’s private yacht. It wasn’t the mega-yacht LX that they used in the French Riviera during this year’s Sommet International Film Festival where her beloved daughter won the prestigious award for “Best Soundtrack”.
Oh, how proud she was when her daughter won! As expected of her, Wei Lan, to have given birth to such an amazing daughter as beautiful, sexy, intelligent and talented as she was!
Her daughter and son-in-law’s mega-yacht had been so amazing. It was like a mansion floating on the sea. It would have been nice if she could use it to travel in Asia and brag about it—ahem ahem—”showcase” it to her friends. Oh, she bet her friends would be so envious of her!
However, her request to use the LX yacht had been rejected by her daughter when she shared her plan to take a vacation across Asia about a month ago. [This novel is a contracted work with W e b n o v e l . c o m (remove spaces). If you’re not reading this chapter on W e b n o v e l, it has been stolen. It’s very discouraging to see thieves profitting from my hard work. Please read this novel on W e b n o v e l. Thank you! Also follow me on Instagram @arriacross]
“Mother, we plan on keeping the LX yacht in the French Riviera,” Iris told her. “You are welcome to borrow it but only if you plan on vacationing in the Mediterranean.”
Wei Lan already spent a long time vacationing in the Mediterranean last year. It was where she met her current husband, the Spanish viscount of Castillo de Estrellas, and fell in love with him. The Mediterranean was beautiful but she wanted to take a vacation somewhere else this time. Her choice was Asia.
She tried persuading her daughter to change her mind and bring the mega-yacht LX to Asia but to no avail. She tried her luck on her son-in-law next but her daughter had the man wrapped around her finger. Jin Liwei wouldn’t agree to anything that her daughter didn’t approve of.
Deep inside, Wei Lan was proud that her daughter had inherited such innately powerful seduction prowess from her. However, she wasn’t happy that she couldn’t get what she wanted which was the mega-yacht because of it.
Her daughter could be so stingy sometimes. Where did the girl inherit such a negative trait from? It must have come from the Long side of the genes, no doubt about it.
Fortunately, her son-in-law cared about her, his mother-in-law, and lent his other private luxury yacht to her which was already anchored in the country. It was much smaller compared to LX but still more luxurious than other regular private yachts owned by poorer rich people. No surprise there because her son-in-law was a certified billionaire. Her daughter did an excellent job catching such a big whale like Jin Liwei.
Thus, Wei Lan packed her luggage—well, actually, Yi Mei and the maids packed her luggage for her and she boarded her son-in-law’s private yacht for an ultimate Asian vacation. She brought a couple of the younger maids and a houseboy from her daughter’s penthouse to accompany her (a.k.a. take care of her) during the trip, including the bodyguards that her son-in-law assigned to protect her. She would have brought Yi Mei and the others but they were already old and declined her offer.
In addition to the entourage provided by her daughter and son-in-law, she also invited Randy, Iris’ fabulous Zumba instructor. Iris got her into Zumba and she never looked back after her first class with Randy. The man was a genius in making workouts fun despite his questionable fashion sense. Neon-coloured skin-tight pants and plunging tank tops were big no-nos in Wei Lan’s fashion vocabulary.
The two of them clicked and became friends in an instant. Randy was helping her maintain her youthful model figure while Wei Lan was coaching him to improve his fashion sense.
At the moment, loud Spanish Zumba dance music was blasting from the yacht while sailing along the Singaporean coast. Under the beautiful, warm and sunny Southeast Asian weather, a very tan and muscled Randy in polka-dot swim briefs was shouting instructions to his students while at the same time demonstrating the Zumba dance moves for them to follow. They were all dancing to the catchy music on the deck, creating a spectacle to the other sailing vessels passing by.
“Shake your bumbum to the left! Shake your bumbum to the right! Shimmy-shimmy, one two three! Then pump it like you mean it! Now twerk the fats out of your bodies! Twerk it like you want to make a baby! Now let me hear you say whooooo!”
“Whooooo!”
Wei Lan’s flexible body was moving like someone twenty years younger than her actual age. Her entire entourage except for the bodyguards joined her in the on-deck Zumba class led by the flamboyant Randy. Even some of the yacht’s crew members joined them after receiving permission from the exasperated captain.
After the fun workout, everyone dispersed and rested before returning to their own respective duties while Wei Lan and Randy, the guests of honour in the yacht, were treated like royalty. They went for a relaxing full-body massage in the yacht’s spa room after taking a shower.
“What’s our itinerary here in Singapore, Vizcondesa?” Randy asked before groaning at the magical hands of his masseuse on his muscled back.
“We’re going to shop, of course!” Wei Lan answered beside him while her masseuse gave her legs a nice, deep stretch. “There are soooooo many amaaaaazing luxury boutiques here. Then we’re going to dine in this amaaaaazing restaurant that has a Michelin star….”
Wei Lan continued babbling her travel plans to Randy with great enthusiasm. “We’ll leave Singapore on the weekend. Then we’ll head to the Philippines to meet an ooooold friend of mine. She’s the wife of a Chinese-Filipino billionaire there. She said she’ll bring us to her family’s private island resort. Afterwards, we’ll head to Japan….”
“Sounds exciting,” Randy said after she finished talking. “I can’t wait. But when will we return to China?”
Wei Lan paused and blinked a few times. “I think I remember my daughter telling me that I neeeeeed to be back by the last week of this month. I wonder why.”
