Ye Zhaoyi lit a cigar.

There are many people who smoke in this world, but not many who smoke cigars.

On one hand, good cigars are hard to come by; on the other hand, not everyone likes the taste of cigars.

Ye Zhaoyi is rather unique, she only smokes cigars.

"Hooo—"

After slowly exhaling a smoke ring, Ye Zhaoyi looked at Su Fan with somewhat complicated eyes.

She said seriously, "You might not believe it, but I really want to settle the score with you now."

"Even though doing so might seem ungrateful, for someone like me, neither morality nor law is of concern; they're just jokes to me."

"Even if I've done something like burning bridges, I would do so with a clear conscience, without any mental burden, nor would my heart suffer any torment."

"Do you believe that?"

Su Fan nodded, "I believe."

He could only believe, because it was Ye Zhaoyi who had personally strangled Ye Linxi's wife, Ye Linxi's concubine, and Ye Linxi's three sons, who are her three cousins, not long ago.

This woman, as cold as ice and as mechanical as a machine, killed them all one by one.

Of course, mercy doesn't command troops, and justice doesn't handle wealth.

If she had no principles of her own and wasn't ruthless enough, she would not have been able to become the Family Head of the Ye family.

After Su Fan nodded, Ye Zhaoyi sneered, "Do you think just because you have the strength of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, I can't teach you a lesson?"

"Do you know that my fourth granduncle is drinking tea in the room not far from here."

"On the vantage points around us, there are anti-materiel sniper rifles, and those using these weapons are ace snipers."

"If I wanted to, you absolutely wouldn't be able to leave Tingquan Villa alive today."

"We just met on the first day, and you had your way with me, don't you think I should teach you a lesson?"

Ye Zhaoyi's words might have already made other Martial Arts Grandmasters' scalps tingle.

Though Martial Arts Grandmasters are proficient in martial arts, they're not invincible immortals.

The power of anti-materiel sniper rifles is terrifying, capable of penetrating even the armor on armored vehicles.

The protective aura of a Martial Arts Grandmaster couldn't withstand such firearms.

However, obviously, Su Fan wasn't an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster. Instead of being afraid, he stood up and started walking toward Ye Zhaoyi.

In the process, snipers stationed at six vantage points surrounding them could have killed him many times.

But there was no gunfire, and in Tingquan Villa, only the sound of flowing water could be heard, with no sound of gunshots.

Su Fan boldly walked up to Ye Zhaoyi, embracing this woman he had admired not long ago.

Just a moment ago, Ye Zhaoyi was as cold as frost, but now she suddenly laughed.

"Haha!"

She let out a laugh, then laughed heartily without a care.

After a while, she hesitated and said, "I really don't know whether you're incredibly brave or just recklessly bold."

"In this situation, you really dared to come over and hug me."

Su Fan buried his face greedily on the fullness of Ye Zhaoyi's chest and said flatly, "Does it make a difference?"

Ye Zhaoyi thought for a moment, then immediately said, "Seems like it doesn't, but why aren't you afraid?"

Su Fan replied without hesitation, "I don't know."

He was speaking the truth as he also didn't know why he wasn't afraid.

But just now, he indeed felt no fear.

As he spoke with Ye Zhaoyi, his rough hand reached into her clothes.

Even though he had taken Ye Zhaoyi's virginity not long ago, making her a real woman,

he hadn't had the chance to truly appreciate the fullness of Ye Zhaoyi's chest.

Ye Zhaoyi didn't reject Su Fan's actions.

If it weren't for the unsettled matters, she really would want to go to the soft big bed with Su Fan and have a passionate battle.