With this realization, Ye Ye felt a sudden lightness, the dark elements in her blood beginning to rise. She never intended to be a faithful lady; she was always the bewitching spirit of the dark world! Ye Ye happily made up her mind, changed out of her evening gown into a black turtleneck, tight jeans, and a coffee-colored long fur vest. She tightly pinned up her long hair with a hairpin, leaving her neat bangs to hang over her forehead. With her silver pistol and custom-made belt, Ye Ye, looking both professional and stylishly beautiful, carried a large handbag, turned, and descended the stairs—she was going to stir the deepest desires within her… She was about to unleash her flamboyant nature as the princess of the underworld… The dark green Porsche Cayman traced a graceful arc of light as it sped towards the villa on the mountain top…
[From Paris to Rome: Chapter Forty-Six, Pride at Stake]
Ye Ye drove, following the navigation’s instructions, racing along the mountain road. She unexpectedly discovered that Uncle Xiong’s villa was also in this area, but halfway up the mountain. Soon, she arrived at No. 88 Mountain Top Road. The villa was perched at the summit, solitary with cliffs on three sides and a majestic gate on the fourth. Facing the tall iron gate, Ye Ye flashed her headlights twice. The armed special bodyguard at the gate, understanding the signal, approached. Ye Ye lowered the car window, “I’m Ye Ye, Dean sent me!” The bodyguard thought for a moment, then immediately said, “Alright, please enter!” He then signaled to others to let her through…
