Billionaire in Love: From Divorce to Destiny
Chapter 13 - "Aren’t best friends just there to twist the knife?"

Chapter 13. “Aren’t best friends just there to twist the knife?”

The group of female troublemakers’ eyes lit up.

“Great, great!”

“I love sashimi!”

“Fish soup is the best.”

“Perfect!”

“But how do we get over? The boatman won’t move the yacht anymore!”

Amid the excited chatter, Ye Chen sat up from his floating water bed, downed the champagne in his glass in one gulp, and then—

With an explosive burst of strength from his legs—

BOOM!

A deafening splash erupted on the water’s surface, as if a cannonball had struck.

In an instant, he executed a flawless backflip and landed squarely on the deck of his yacht.

“Wow! Hubby, you’re amazing!” Bai Xiyan cheered, her eyes shimmering with admiration as she gazed at Ye Chen.

Meanwhile, on the neighboring yacht, the group of high-society women from Shanghai gasped in awe, their expressions a mix of shock, delight, and barely concealed hunger.

“Oh my god! That physique! Absolutely unreal!”

“Being with a man like that would be next-level!”

“Handsome, talented, and this athletic? Perfection.”

“I just wanna touch those abs!”

Bai Xiyi’s eye twitched.

Another emotional blow to her pride.

Watching Ye Chen with his arm around Bai Xiyan left a bitter taste in her mouth.

That man used to be mine!

For a brief moment, her eyes flickered with complicated emotions before she stubbornly reset her expression into icy indifference.

Ye Chen noticed every subtle shift.

Deliberately ignoring her, he grabbed a mooring rope from the deck.

“I’ll toss this over. Tie it to your railing, and I’ll pull you closer.”

With a swift throw, the rope landed perfectly on the opposite yacht’s deck.

One of the women quickly secured it to the railing.

“Hold on tight!” Ye Chen warned Bai Xiyan before yanking the rope with sudden, terrifying strength.

SPLASH!

Both yachts lurched forward, rapidly closing the distance.

On the other side, the women stared at Ye Chen with undisguised fascination, practically drooling.

Bai Xiyi couldn’t take it anymore.

“Hey! Could you try to act a little less desperate? He’s married!” she snapped.

Her “friends” immediately whispered among themselves.

“Married? So what? You divorced him.”

“Yeah, and his current wife is your sister. Who’s to say she won’t suddenly ‘change her mind’ and dump him too?”

“Exactly! If she does divorce him, I might just ‘accidentally’ fall in love and marry him myself.”

“Ooh, if that happens, does that mean I’d have to call you cousin?”

“What kind of logic is that?!”

Each remark was another stab in the back, pushing Bai Xiyi closer to snapping.

Clenching her fists, she glared at her so-called friends, grinding her teeth.

Just you wait. One day, I’ll make sure you all eat your words.

THUD.

The sound of the yachts bumping together snapped her out of her vengeful thoughts.

“All set! Come on over!” Ye Chen secured the ropes and nodded at Bai Xiyi. “Sis, come grab some food.”

For a split second, Bai Xiyi froze, caught off guard.

Then she lifted her chin haughtily.

“No need. We brought plenty of high-end cuisine. We don’t need your help with dining.”

The moment she refused, her “loyal” friends betrayed her instantly.

“Xiyi, I know your stuff is fancy, but I’m craving fresh sailfish sashimi right now.”

“Same! I’ve never seen a sailfish butchered live before—this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience!”

“Don’t worry, we’re just going over to learn. We won’t steal your sister’s husband.”

Before Bai Xiyi could protest, the women were already clambering onto Ye Chen’s yacht, their eyes glued to his muscles.

Watching them swarm him like starved wolves, Bai Xiyi nearly exploded.

Gripping her champagne glass, she muttered under her breath,

“If I had assassins hidden on this yacht, I’d smash this glass right now and have you all executed.”

Fuming, she stormed into the cabin, determined to ignore the chaos outside.

But the moment she was alone, her imagination ran wild—especially with the sounds drifting in from the deck.

“Wow! It’s so long and big!”

“Ahh! It’s too intense! I can’t handle it!”

“Someone else take over! I’m done—this is too much!”

Bai Xiyi’s mind conjured up a very inappropriate scene.

Biting her lip, she clenched her fists.

What the hell are they doing out there?!

Unable to resist, she rushed to the cabin window and peeked out—

Only to see the women taking turns posing for photos with the massive sailfish, its length dwarfing them.

Not what she’d imagined.

She exhaled sharply.

“Tch. Big deal.”

I have premium kaiseki cuisine in here.

Grumbling, she opened the fridge and pulled out an exquisite bento box.

Just as she picked up her chopsticks—

“AHH!”

“So much blood!”

“Whoa! That’s insane!”

More screams interrupted her.

Against her better judgment, she turned back to the window.

On the opposite yacht, Ye Chen had just plunged a knife into the sailfish’s jaw.

Blood gushed out as he expertly gutted the fish, removing its organs with practiced ease.

“These innards are useless, but some factories grind them up for cheap fish balls. That’s why you should never eat frozen ones.”

He held up a glistening swim bladder.

“But this is a delicacy. Wife, take it.”

Bai Xiyan giggled as she accepted it, while the other women burst into suggestive laughter.

“Ooooh, I’ve heard—in ancient times, they used fish bladders as condoms!”

“Wow, how shameless of you to say that out loud!”

“Also great for nourishing yin and kidney health~”

Bai Xiyi’s eye twitched again.

These women are impossible.