Ye Luoâs lips curved into a devilishly charming smile as he stepped forward to give Yang Bingning a big hug.
Swish!
Yang Bingningâs brows furrowed as she swiftly kicked out with her right foot, bringing with it a fierce gust of wind.
Ye Luo sidestepped the kick and caught Yang Bingningâs right foot in his hand.
"Let go!"
Yang Bingningâs face flushed with anger, her almond-shaped eyes round in astonishment as she shouted. She swiftly rose, sweeping her other leg towards Ye Luo.
Ye Luo released her leg and retreated several steps, crossing his hands as he yelled, "Stop!"
Yang Bingning, poised to attack, suddenly halted, her cold eyes fixated on Ye Luo.
"Hey, Officer, whatâs this all about? I donât think Iâve provoked you. I just wanted to give you a friendly hug, no need to be so aggressive."
Ye Luo shrugged, his face a picture of speechlessness. This beautiful policewoman sure had a fiery temper. He wondered if it might be that time of the month for her.
"I want to know, was it you who caused the disturbance in room 908 at the Glacier Hotel last night?" Yang Bingning asked coldly.
"What Glacier Hotel, what room 908?"
Ye Luo looked utterly baffled.
"Hmph, last night there was a fight in room 908 of Glacier Hotel, and it was between martial artists. According to our investigation, you were at Glacier Hotel last night, and you went exactly to room 908. Furthermore, Shen Yunlong of the Shen Family was in that room last night. What exactly happened between you and the Shen Family?"
Yang Bingning narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of curiosity flashing across her face as she spoke.
"Nothing much. Shen Yunlong wanted to make my life miserable, so I simply reciprocated, letting him experience what it truly feels like to wish for death."
Ye Luo spoke casually, and Yang Bingningâs pupils shrank in astonishment, "You crippled Shen Yunlong?"
"Look, Officer Yang, this really isnât my fault. They were the ones who troubled me first. Please donât arrest me and take me to the police station."
"You are quite bold to have crippled Young Master Shen. The Shen Family wonât let this slide," Yang Bingning said, her expression turning grave.
"Donât worry, they donât dare lay a hand on me. Have you forgotten about my identity?" Ye Luo spoke nonchalantly.
Hearing Ye Luoâs words, Yang Bingning suddenly remembered his position in the Special Security Bureau and then retorted, "No wonder you dared to strike Young Master Shen. However, no matter what, as Zhonghaiâs foremost family, the Shen Family wonât swallow this insult after their young master was crippled. You better be careful."
"Officer Yang, are you showing concern for me, or have you fallen for me?"
"Get lost! I wouldnât fall for you even if I were blind." Yang Bingning huffed and turned to leave.
Ye Luo watched Yang Bingningâs departing figure and chuckled. Just then, Hei Zi darted out, looking at Ye Luo with a grin, "Boss, you really are something, even hooking up with a policewoman."
"Pfft, look who weâre talking about here. Iâm the one who outshines all, the handsome jade-faced Ye Luo at your service."
Ye Luo shamelessly praised himself, and just then, his phone rang.
"Hello, Situ beauty, whatâs up? What brings you to call this handsome guy?" Ye Luo said casually.
"Young Master Ye, your sister misses you. Would you like to come over for a drink with me?"
The voice of Situ Luoyun came through the phone, sultry and soft, utterly charming to the ear. Such a perfect voice would be a waste not to be a voice actor.
"How could I refuse an invitation from a beauty?"
Ye Luo said, and after he hung up the phone, his gaze settled on Hei Zi.
"Hei Zi, tell them Iâm taking a leave."
With those words, Ye Luo vanished from sight.
"The boss is the boss for a reason, always got beauties lining up. When can I ever find myself a wife?"
Hei Zi said enviously.
Driving over, Ye Luo arrived once again at the villa of Situ Luoyun. With one of her subordinates leading the way, he walked into the villa.
Sprawled on a top-notch European leather sofa, Situ Luoyun was wearing a bright red dress, reclining elegantly, her face painted with an exquisite and seductive makeup, her phoenix eyes shadowed in purple, captivating and soul-snatching.
Ye Luo shrugged his shoulders, looking at Situ Luoyun with a playful tone, "Miss Situ, canât you meet me without being so tempting? My willpower is really not that strong."
"Oh, is that so?"
Situ Luoyun held up her head with her right hand and swirled a glass of red wine with her left, taking a delicate sip.
Ye Luo felt a hint of restlessness from the Nine Yang True Qi within him; he exhaled deeply several times, then suddenly grabbed a wine glass from the coffee table, poured himself a drink, and downed it in one gulp.
Then, he walked over, pulled up Situ Luoyun, turned around, and sat down on the sofa. This woman was no simpleton; she wouldnât reach out to him for no reason, and he certainly shouldnât think sheâd called him over just to chat out of boredom.
Ye Luo hadnât dealt with many people like her, but he could surmise a thing or two. When dealing with such individuals, he always started with a calm demeanor, even if chaos ensued around him, Ye Luo would remain unruffled.
Sometimes, certain cakes arenât meant to be devoured in a single bite. The saying âeating from someoneâs hand makes one soft; taking someoneâs money makes one shortâ applies here. Everything comes with a price in the underworld.
"Miss Situ, whatâs the real reason you asked me to come? Letâs hear it."
Ye Luo leaned back on the sofa, comfortably observing the enchanting Situ Luoyun.
"Young Master Ye is really straightforward, not even bothering with small talk and getting straight to the point. Since thatâs the case, I wonât beat around the bush. I invited you here because I need a favor. I want you to help me become the queen of the Zhonghai underworld. If I succeed, Iâll give you anything you want," Situ Luoyun said with her melodic voice, her gaze becoming more intense, "I keep my promises, Iâm even willing to offer myself to you. All I want is to be the queen of Zhonghai, at least publicly. You can even be the power behind the throne."
Without waiting for Ye Luo to speak, she smiled slightly, "Of course, with your intelligence and skills, Young Master Ye, since Iâve made this offer, naturally, I canât avoid being under your control. Whatever Iâm saying now is pretty much moot, it all depends on whether youâre willing to make this deal with me. To you, it seems like a bargain with only benefits. Please think it over, Young Master Ye, no need to rush your answer."
Ye Luo narrowed his eyes, a flicker of intrigue passing through as he looked at Situ Luoyun, "Miss Situ, you do have grand ambitions."