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Chapter 99 - 093: The Young Master and the Vixen

Chapter 99: Chapter 093: The Young Master and the Vixen

Steak with foie gras, pan-seared eel, seafood pizza, authentic Italian pasta...

Su Liuli seemed to frequent Babino Restaurant often, having memorized some of the delicious dishes by heart, and even specifically ordered a bottle of Lafite from the restaurant’s own wine cellar, making the dinner exceptionally rich.

Because in the past two years, Ye Fan had been sent out on missions by Chu Xuanji several times and had visited other major leagues, he was not unfamiliar with Western cuisine. Although his dining posture could not be described as elegant, it was certainly up to standard.

"Hey, Ye Fan, didn’t you say you grew up in the mountains and this is your first time coming to the city from the mountains, how come you’re so adept with the knife and fork?" Seeing Ye Fan’s standard dining movements, Su Liuli blinked her eyes, full of curiosity.

Ye Fan curled his lips, "Haven’t eaten pork, but have you never seen a pig run?"

"You..."

Choked by Ye Fan’s remark, Su Liuli almost threw her foie gras in anger. She glared at Ye Fan and said irritably, "This is a high-class Western restaurant, can you be civilized?"

"Although Europeans and Americans eat less pork, it doesn’t mean they don’t eat pork at all. How is mentioning pork uncivilized?" Ye Fan felt it necessary to teach Su Liuli a lesson; otherwise, this girl would just keep dissing him all day.

"—"

Su Liuli was suddenly at a loss for words, just like Ye Fan said, there’s not much about pork in Western cuisine, but that didn’t mean it was absent.

"Brother Ye, mighty and domineering." Su Jindi, who had never been a match for Su Liuli in verbal sparring, saw Ye Fan leave Su Liuli speechless, and immediately waved his knife and fork to cheer.

"Alright, let’s eat."

Su Yuxin couldn’t help but smile, but she understood in her heart that Ye Fan, although very proud deep down, showed a friendly side to those he recognized.

The first defeat in a verbal duel left Su Liuli quite upset, but she couldn’t find a point to rebut and could only transform her anger into eating vigorously, devouring the food on the table like a starving ghost reincarnated, almost monopolizing half of it by herself.

Seeing this, Ye Fan was even more convinced that the monk from Southern Tibet who planned to take Su Liuli as a disciple had misjudged—how could Su Liuli possess any semblance of a Buddhist sect disciple?

As one of the best Western restaurants in Hanghu, Babino Restaurant was exceptionally busy. As dusk fell, the seats were almost fully occupied, among those dining with Xie Yin was a Caucasian man, who was completely enchanted by the seductive Xie Yin, his gaze filled with desire, almost as if he wanted to devour her.

In comparison, Xie Yin didn’t have a favorable impression of the seemingly strong but actually sleazy Caucasian man; her gaze occasionally drifted towards Ye Fan.

At eight o’clock, Xie Yin suddenly saw Ye Fan getting up to go to the restroom. Impulsively, she followed him without even excusing herself to the Caucasian man.

Ye Fan noticed Xie Yin’s actions but didn’t mind.

Soon after, Ye Fan finished using the restroom and was washing his hands when he smelled a fragrance coming from beside him. Xie Yin’s enticing figure appeared in the mirror, sauntering over, swaying her hips.

"Mr. Ye, how do you find the food at this restaurant?"

As Xie Yin leaned over to wash her hands, the low-cut evening gown did little to cover her ample breasts, not only revealing a deep cleavage but also the black lace bra that covered her peaks.

As she spoke, her eyes shimmered like colored glaze, her lips trembling slightly, her expression as seductive as could be, and for some reason, her voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, causing a strange sensation inside Ye Fan.

Realizing this, Ye Fan was almost certain of his suspicion, "Although I don’t know why you want to approach me, the Soul-hooking Technique of Lan Hua Sect doesn’t work on me, and you’ve only learned a little of it."

"Uh—"

Startled by Ye Fan’s words, the seductive smile on Xie Yin’s face suddenly froze, her gaze at Ye Fan filled with shock.

Seeing her reaction, Ye Fan no longer paid attention and turned to leave.

"Mr. Ye, please wait a moment," Xie Yin snapped back to her senses and called out to retain him.

Ye Fan paused his footsteps and asked, "Is there something else?"

"It seems that Mr. Ye, just as I assessed, is not an ordinary person."

Xie Yin deliberated carefully before saying, "As far as I know, Su Yuxin was previously invaded by yin energy within her body, and her life was hanging by a thread. Now, her complexion is rosy without a trace of symptoms, all thanks to Mr. Ye’s timely rescue."

"Since Mr. Ye has recognized me as a person from the Lan Hua Sect, there’s no need for me to hide anything."

As if afraid that Ye Fan would leave, Xie Yin didn’t wait for Ye Fan to speak and continued, "Because in the past few years, I have frequently used the Lan Hua Sect’s ’Soul-hooking Technique’ and performed ’Yang and Yin,’ leading to an imbalance of yin and yang in my body, gradually turning my body yin, and yin energy has already started harming my health. I would like to ask Mr. Ye to treat my condition, and regarding the compensation, Mr. Ye can state his terms."

"Sorry, my medical skills are not that cheap." Ye Fan glanced coldly at Xie Yin and turned to leave.

Xie Yin opened her red lips, trying to call Ye Fan back once more, but remembering Ye Fan’s icy demeanor, she held back the words that reached her mouth — reason told her, no matter how much she pleaded, Ye Fan wouldn’t treat her.

"Talking about medical skills, yet he really thinks he’s a Divine Doctor?" As soon as Ye Fan disappeared from view, Xie Yin’s expression turned cold, and her eyes filled with anger and scorn.

For one, she hadn’t expected that her proud physique and the never-failing ’Soul-hooking Technique’ would be outright ignored by Ye Fan, and on another note, she could vaguely feel that Ye Fan had a yang physique and subjectively believed that Ye Fan suppressed Su Yuxin’s internal yin energy by sleeping with her.

The reason she had tried to seduce Ye Fan twice was indeed to lure him into bed and employ the Forbidden Technique ’Yang and Yin’ within the ’Soul-hooking Technique’ to plunder the yang energy inside Ye Fan, thereby suppressing her internal yin energy, achieving a balance of yin and yang.

Perhaps because she had been rebuffed by Ye Fan, Xie Yin completely lost interest in having dinner and rolling around in bed with the Caucasian man, and quietly left the restaurant, driving back to her villa.

As Su Jindi had said, Xie Yin, using ’Yang and Yin,’ subsequently sent her husband and father-in-law to Yama Palace, smoothly taking over all the possessions of her husband’s family, including the affluent Purple Orchid Garden in the west of the city.

Compared to Jiuxi Rose Garden and Purple Gold Garden, Purple Orchid Garden was developed later as an affluent area, but its occupancy rate was not low, and it had a higher population density, making it seem busier.

"This lady is indeed captivating."

At the entrance to Purple Orchid Garden, a new security guard, seeing Xie Yin drive into the community in a Maserati, couldn’t help but click his tongue, his eyes blatantly lusting.

"No matter how captivating, you can’t sleep with her, and even if you did, it would shorten your life — that lady is called Xie Yin, known as Hanghu’s top vixen, unbeaten in Jiangnan in the bedroom," another older security guard chided as he slapped his new colleague.

The new security guard grinned lasciviously, "To sleep with this lady for one night, I’d be willing to live ten years less."

"In two years’ time, her husband and father-in-law had been sucked dry and went to discuss life with King of Hell, are you sure you want to sleep with her?" the older security guard asked with a laugh.

The new security guard shivered, and the fire in him vanished without a trace.

Unaware of all this, Xie Yin, with considerable resentment in her heart, floored the accelerator, and her sports car roared like a steel monster towards her villa.

Minutes later, Xie Yin parked her car in the courtyard, entered the main building, switched on the light, and saw a man wearing a black trench coat, with a glass of red wine in his hand, sitting casually on the sofa, smiling wickedly at her.

Whoosh!

The eerie scene made Xie Yin step back in fright and instinctively ask, "Who... who are you? How did you get in??"

"I came in because I wanted to."

Lin Ao Feng downed the wine in his glass, gazing nakedly at Xie Yin, "I heard you were Hanghu’s top vixen, with several men dying under your spell. Now, men in Hanghu and even high society only dare admire you from afar, and they dare not sleep with you, right?"

"Do you want to try?"

Somehow, upon hearing Lin Ao Feng say this, Xie Yin was no longer frightened; instead, she defiantly raised her head like a proud peacock.

"Swoosh—"

Without answering, accompanied by a whistling sound, Lin Ao Feng appeared in front of Xie Yin like a ghost, lifted her chin with his hand, and deeply kissed her red lips while swiftly lifting the hem of her gown and reaching between her legs.

Their lips met, and Xie Yin, recovered from her shock, not only responded passionately but also reached out and grasped the substantial form below Lin Ao Feng’s body.

It was a classic case of adding fuel to the fire.