“Hmm… in that case… I’ll allow you to visit me, but you must inform me beforehand, and you can only come with my permission! Otherwise, I’ll never pay attention to you again!” Ye Ye pouted and threatened fiercely. In fact, she missed her family too.
“Good baby, Daddy understands. Go get your things from Auntie Dragon Three, and if you need anything else, call Daddy. If anyone bullies you, go to Auntie Dragon Three for help! Or go to the Qianye Gate branch to find your Uncle Xiong.”
As he spoke, the scent of the underworld once again permeated the conversation.
“Alright, Daddy, your daughter not bullying others is already something to be thankful for; who could bully me?” Ye Ye was certainly not the type of girl to be underestimated.
“Hmm, then let’s hang up. I’ll send Auntie Dragon Three’s number to your phone. Be careful.”
“Bye, Daddy, tell the brothers that Ye Ye misses them!” Ye Ye said in a coquettish tone.
“Okay, baby, make sure to call Daddy often… Bye bye!” Ye Fengxing reluctantly hung up the phone.
Unable to sleep, Ye Ye got up, dressed for going out, and headed to Chinatown to retrieve her “things.” Downstairs, the hall was empty. She left a note for Miao Miao and the others, grabbed her bag, and left.
Chinatown — Aohua Building
Ye Ye looked at the imposing Aohua Building, its eaves sharp and its style ancient, with bronze lions guarding the entrance, reminiscent of the Forbidden City in Beijing. It exuded a majestic and dignified aura, blooming with the grandeur of the vast Chinese culture on this foreign street… She liked it here!
Ye Ye smiled slightly and walked into the entrance. All the staff were Chinese; the women wore dark red qipao, and the men were in navy blue tang suits. The interior was uniquely elegant and retro. Ye Ye approached the front desk where a beautiful girl in a sapphire blue qipao stood behind the ornate redwood counter, smiling at Ye Ye as she approached.
“Miss, how may I assist you?” she asked politely in English.
“Hmm, I’m here to see Auntie Dragon Three,” Ye Ye stated directly in Chinese.
“May I ask who you are looking for Auntie Three?” The staff member switched to Mandarin, responding with warmth.
“Ye Ye.”
