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Ye Chen slept deeply that night, wrapped in comfort. By the ti he awoke, the sky outside had already dimd into evening.
"Brother Ye Chen, co with ," Ya Fei called softly.
He followed her through the back courtyard of the Mittel Auction House, arriving at a secluded manor—her personal residence in Wutan City.
Ya Fei led the way, walking with graceful, deliberate steps. Her slender waist swayed rhythmically, each movent carrying a natural allure that caught Ye Chen's eyes more than once.
Her figure was truly a masterpiece—curves in all the right places, with the elegance of a noblewoman and the allure of a siren.
What a little temptress, Ye Chen muttered inwardly.
He hadn't been around a woman in nearly a week since leaving the imperial capital, and his body, now enhanced by the Dragon-Elephant Physique, had more intense desires than ever. Watching Ya Fei's silhouette drift in the moonlight was starting to feel like torture.
As if sensing his gaze, Ya Fei turned slightly, her delicate face graced with a teasing smile. "Brother Ye Chen, what are you staring at? Hurry up and keep up with ."
Ye Chen coughed and quickly caught up. "Nothing, just admiring the scenery."
Soon, they arrived at Ya Fei's private quarters. As soon as he stepped inside, a familiar fragrance enveloped him—soft, sweet, and uniquely hers.
His gaze swept over the room. The entire space was decorated in various shades of red: crimson carpet, gauzy red curtains, a plush red bed with matching quilt... even a red silk undergarnt casually hung near the bedpost.
This looked less like a guest room and more like a bridal chamber.
Don't tell ... is she planning a surprise wedding night?
"Brother Ye Chen, have a seat," Ya Fei said with a faint smile, gesturing toward a table set for two.
The table was already laid out with exquisite dishes and a warm pot of wine, the aroma enticing.
"I had these delivered from Yingfeng Tower, Wutan City's best. I hope it suits your taste."
With elegance, she picked up the jade wine pot and poured him a glass.
Ye Chen raised the cup and drank in one gulp. The wine was llow and rich. "Mmm. This is excellent. You've really outdone yourself, Sister Ya Fei."
Ya Fei smiled, her long lashes fluttering. "It's been three years. I wanted to welco you properly.
Tell , how long are you staying this ti?"
Ye Chen didn't hide anything. "A week, more or less."
He had already planned everything. Within this week, he would formally cancel the engagent with the Xiao family.....and if possible, win Ya Fei's heart entirely.
Perhaps... even plant a seed of their future tonight.
Ya Fei's smile dimd ever so slightly. "Just a week? You finally ca back, and you're already thinking of leaving?"
Ye Chen gave a helpless shrug. "The Inner Sect Competition of Yunlan Sect is coming up. If I'm late, my teacher will give a hard ti."
Ya Fei gave him a look. "Oh, I see. You're probably more eager to rush back for that beloved junior sister of yours."
The teasing tone in her voice didn't mask the hint of jealousy.
"I've heard a lot over the years. You and Nalan Yanran ...very close, aren't you?"
Ye Chen scratched his cheek awkwardly. He hadn't expected her to know.
They had tried to keep things discreet in the capital, but apparently not discreet enough.
Seeing Ye Chen at a loss for words, Ya Fei's mood soured further.
He was mine first. We grew up together. I won't just sit and watch another woman take him away.
But she suppressed her emotions and lifted the wine pot again. "Alright, enough serious talk. Let's drink."
She refilled Ye Chen's cup, then poured one for herself.
Ye Chen raised his glass and smiled. "Sister Ya Fei, let's drink together."
She clinked glasses with him, her movents graceful and enchanting.
With each drink, the atmosphere grew warr. Laughter, light touches, old mories… ti passed like flowing wine.
But sothing felt strange.
After his second or third cup, Ye Chen's body began to heat up unnaturally. His face flushed, and he felt short of breath.
What the... Am I drunk already? he wondered.
He had a strong tolerance—this shouldn't have affected him so fast.
Across from him, Ya Fei's cheeks had also turned a soft rose. She leaned lazily against the back of her chair, her figure temptingly outlined by the candlelight.
Ye Chen swallowed hard.
His throat was dry, and his gaze lingered on her long legs, occasionally revealed under her fluttering red dress.
Then, Ya Fei suddenly stood up, her eyes glimring. "Brother Ye Chen, would you like sister to dance for you?"
Ye Chen forced a grin through the rising heat in his chest. "Of course... I'd be honored."
Ya Fei smiled sweetly and stepped into the center of the room.
Her dance began slow—gentle movents like floating petals in the wind. Her long sleeves traced arcs in the air, and her red skirt flowed like fire.
With every sway of her hips, every spin of her body, she captivated him more and more.
Half-revealed white thighs, the flutter of silk sleeves, the faint scent of her perfu… it all clouded his mind.
Her eyes, soft and smoky, locked with his as if asking silent questions he dared not answer.
When she finished, she walked toward him, her body like water slipping into his arms.
Resting lightly against his chest, she looked up and whispered, "Brother Ye Chen... is your sister beautiful?"
Her breath was warm, her lips inches from his.
Ye Chen's heart pounded uncontrollably.
This night was far from over.
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