Back at the dance floor, Qiu Yu was dancing closely with SKY. Ye Ye smiled, it seemed these two were quite into each other! Looking around, Miao Miao and Shirley were in a drinking contest, surrounded by men and women cheering them on. The atmosphere was lively, seemingly unaffected by the earlier incident. Ye Ye didn’t know where she should go; her good mood had been completely ruined. For the first time, she felt out of place in the bustling nightclub… So, she just stood there in the corner, watching everyone laugh and argue…
“Ye Ye, what are you doing? Not dancing?” Long Yu suddenly wrapped his arms around Ye Ye’s waist from behind. In that instant, Ye Ye’s cold heart was suddenly filled, “Yu, let’s go.” “Where do you want to go?” Long Yu asked, not noticing Ye Ye’s unusual state in the dim light. “I don’t know, any suggestions?” “How about going to a car race? There’s a midnight race coming up.” Long Yu thought for a moment. “Sure!” Ye Ye put away her self-pity; she wasn’t one for sentimentality. “Let’s go!” He led her outside. “I need to tell Qiu Yu and the others.” Ye Ye said. “I’ll have one of the guys tell them, don’t worry, with SKY there, he’ll take good care of them!” Long Yu said casually.
Long Yu drove his black Lamborghini, taking Ye Ye straight to the mountain-top racetrack. When the car pulled up at the gathering spot, a large Hawaiian-style bungalow, several of his followers immediately came to open the door. Ye Ye and Long Yu got out of the car on either side. It was a large car club, already crowded with young men and women in bizarre outfits, chatting and drinking in small groups. Soon, several racers came over to greet them: “Young Master Long, you’re late today! We’ve already done a few warm-up laps! Are we starting now or do you want to warm up too?” “Let’s start. I’ll win whether I warm up or not!” Long Yu’s semi-long hair was wild in the night wind, his dark eyes full of wild arrogance. “Alright!” Everyone went back to their cars to prepare.
“Yu, are you racing?” Ye Ye asked. “Yes.” Long Yu put on his helmet. “Be careful!” Ye Ye stood on her tiptoes, pulled him down by the neck, and kissed his helmet. A flicker of joy crossed Long Yu’s heart, his deep dark eyes looking at Ye Ye—this was Ye Ye, a girl who never held back. If it were an ordinary girl, she might say something about worrying or not allowing it, but Ye Ye, from another underworld family, would never say such things. She just kept her worries in her heart…
Long Yu looked down at Ye Ye and said, “When I win, I want a kiss from you!” “Talk about it when you win!” Ye Ye replied playfully. Long Yu smiled, “I will definitely win! For your kiss!” Ye Ye laughed, her long hair flying in the night wind in a perfect arc. Long Yu took off his jacket and draped it over Ye Ye’s shoulders, then told his followers, “Xiao Jiang, you and the others, watch over Ye Ye!” “Yes!” Xiao Jiang and the others replied respectfully.
Long Yu got into his car, started the engine, and the roar of the engine echoed. Several top-tier sports cars lined up at the starting line, with a scantily clad girl holding a black-and-white checkered flag in the center. As the starting gun fired, the crowd erupted, and the girl waved the flag—several cars shot forward like lightning!
Ye Ye stood where Long Yu had left, knowing he would win! Xiao Jiang and his team diligently guarded Ye Ye, watching the girl who looked like an elf in the night, her deep red hair fluttering in the wind, her exquisite face cold yet filled with anticipation, her elegant and seductive figure, and the special fragrance that drifted with the wind… The men were all dazed… She was so aloof and independent… like a flower blooming in the night… beautiful like poison… yet blooming with a pure, otherworldly beauty…
Not just Xiao Jiang and his group, but even others waiting anxiously for the racers to return noticed this extraordinary Ye Ye, looking at her with the reverence one might reserve for a rare piece of art… yet they dared not approach… because she was brought here by Long Yu… For the first time, the noisy racetrack became very, very quiet… For the first time, everyone forgot to watch the live broadcast on the big screen, instead, they were all staring blankly at the elf in the night…
When a shiny black Lamborghini, having taken the final bend in the most perfect arc, appeared before everyone, Ye Ye smiled—watching it cross the finish line… Her beautiful smile stunned everyone’s hearts. The men gasped, and the women angrily covered their partners’ faces… For the first time, everyone forgot to applaud the champion, only staring blankly at the girl standing in the night, her smile like a flower… Long Yu parked his car beside Ye Ye, opened the door, quickly pulled off his safety helmet and tossed it backwards. A nimble underling caught it. With large strides, Long Yu approached Ye Ye, who was smiling, and opened his arms to pull her into his embrace. Still catching his breath, he lowered his head to kiss Ye Ye’s soft lips, sucking and intertwining his tongue passionately with hers… Ye Ye raised her arms, hooking them around Long Yu’s neck, clumsily responding — not for any other reason, but because her confused heart was now stirred for this man… Her jacket fell to the ground… The surroundings were filled with noise, whistles, and applause rising and falling… After a moment, Long Yu lifted his head with satisfaction, picked up the jacket from the ground, and draped it over Ye Ye’s shoulders again, hugging her tightly, with a roguish smile: “How was that, not disappointed, right?” His words carried a double meaning; Ye Ye wasn’t sure if he was referring to the race or the kiss. “Young Master Long, congratulations, you’ve won again, making it your 28th consecutive first place!” A young man with a blonde beauty on his arm came over to greet him. “Hehe, it’s nothing.” Long Yu laughed, tightly hugging Mo Fei. “Young Master Long, your wife is really beautiful, why haven’t we seen her before?” Another man approached to chat. “She just came to Italy!” Long Yu patted Ye Ye’s shoulder. Ye Ye felt a bit embarrassed by the term ‘wife’ and glanced at Long Yu’s proud face. “Just arrived and already taken by Young Master Long? What a pity for us single guys!” A handsome man also joined in. Ye Ye couldn’t handle the teasing from the crowd; she pinched Long Yu’s waist to signal him to change the topic. Long Yu looked at the uncomfortable Ye Ye and chuckled lightly: “Let’s go, let’s go inside for some drinks, my treat!” And so, everyone entered the car club next door.
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The group stayed at the car club until late, nearly past three in the morning, before Long Yu, with a somewhat tired Ye Ye, left the racetrack. Ye Ye didn’t speak during the journey, just quietly leaned back in her seat, staring blankly at the passing scenery…
Long Yu noticed Ye Ye had closed her eyes, and he turned the car’s heater to the maximum. He drove Ye Ye back to his villa. Carrying the sleeping Ye Ye upstairs to the bedroom, he helped her out of her clothes reeking of smoke and alcohol, leaving her in just her underwear, suppressing his own rising desire, he fetched a towel to gently clean her face and body. He covered her with a blanket. Long Yu then turned to the bathroom, needing an ice-cold shower…
After his bath, dressed only in underwear, Long Yu slipped into Ye Ye’s bed, cuddling her like an angel asleep, suppressing the stirring in his lower abdomen, he took deep breaths and slowly drifted into sleep…
