"Speak up, what is it that you want with me?"
The bright red Maserati was parked at the curb while Bai Yan asked indifferently.
Bai Yan pulled out a cigarette, only to realize he had forgotten to bring his lighter.
Jinx leaned in, her slender and pale fingers clutching a lighter, the pale blue flame lighting the cigarette in Bai Yan's mouth; Jinx smiled seductively: "I was missing my master..."
Bai Yan responded indifferently.
This blonde bombshell always seemed to want to crawl into Bai Yan's bed, but Bai Yan knew very well what she truly craved was the blood that flowed through his veins, blood that carried the purest Demon Aura. Even a little bit would be of great benefit to her.
"Master, I've been investigating the kidnapping, but there's been no movement just yet. However, it seems someone from the Chinese Association is trying to suppress the whole thing."
Jinx tidied herself up, smiling sweetly and respectfully briefing Bai Yan.
"The one who kidnapped me was Li Feiwen, I know he's the mastermind behind it, but what I want to know is his real purpose for kidnapping me. Can you figure that out for me?"
Bai Yan slowly exhaled a smoke ring, he didn't ask about the extent of Jinx's power in the Mortal World, Bai Yan didn't care.
What he did care about was what exactly Li Feiwen was up to.
"If we can pinpoint the target, it shouldn't be hard to find out."
Jinx contemplated briefly and nodded in agreement, which somewhat surprised Bai Yan. Since Jinx could track the details of his own kidnapping, she could surely uncover the identity of Li Feiwen.
Facing the Eldest Young Master of the Li Group, her confidence in being able to find information indicated that this little female servant had her own means in Mo City.
"By the way, master."
Jinx took out a stack of documents and a brand-new phone from the back seat of the car and handed them to Bai Yan: "I've prepared these for you: a temporary green card, a phone, some cash, and I've also notified the university. You'll get a new student ID in a couple of days."
Jinx's pretty face was the picture of respectfulness, and she handled her tasks quite satisfyingly.
"Not bad, you're quite sensible."
Bai Yan took these items, smiled, and opened the car door, ready to return.
As the car window rolled down, Jinx hesitated, her beautiful eyes filled with deep concern.
Bai Yan stubbed out his cigarette, speaking indifferently.
"About the Blood Cross matter..."
Jinx began, but Bai Yan cut her off: "Let's talk about returning it after I'm done playing with it."
Bai Yan had no intention of returning Blood Cross, no matter who its master was. What I have in my hands is mine!
Jinx shook her head wryly, worrying like a beauty in distress.
Oh, my master, if the Lord Disciple and his followers probe into what's happening in Mo City, I fear we won't be able to hide it for long.
The Maybach stopped in front of An Xiaowan's villa, and Bai Yan stepped out of the car.
Bai Yan lit another cigarette with a composed face.
"Oh, my God! It's so handsome!"
"Get a picture of it!"
The passersby around the villa's neighborhood all turned their heads curiously, exclaiming in hushed voices as they whipped out their phones to capture the scene, all the while cautiously eyeing Bai Yan, worried that he might not allow them to take photos.
Many people circled around Bai Yan's car, they all knew what driving a Maybach signified.
A Maybach represents status, it represents taste, there are some things that money just can't buy.
You have to admit, An Xiaowan has quite the taste in her selections. The unique melancholic aura of Bai Yan combined with the understated yet domineering style of the Maybach made him appear like the most solitary King in the world.
However, the most puzzling part was seeing this man from Hua Xia dressed in cheap clothes, smoking a cheap cigarette, and wearing a knockoff watch, yet he was driving an incredibly authentic luxury vehicle!
Really can't figure out the tastes of these rich young masters nowadays!
"Don't worry, go ahead and take photos."
Bai Yan smiled, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, and moved to the side.
"Sir, here's my business card!"
"Sir, I'm a student at Mo City University, it's a pleasure to meet you!"
The generous and gentle Bai Yan quickly caught the attention of quite a few girls. It's true what they say about foreign chicks being bold.
One by one they approached with their blonde hair and blue eyes, their curvy bodies surrounding Bai Yan, leaving no space to escape.
Girls are too enthusiastic, Bai Yan is a bit overwhelmed.
St Kilda Avenue, which was usually calm in the early morning, became somewhat lively because of Bai Yan and the arrival of the Maybach.
The iron gate of the villa opened, and An Xiaowan came out with great anticipation.
At this moment, An Xiaowan caught Bai Yan's eye.
It was clear that An Xiaowan had put a lot of effort into her appearance today; her eyelashes were longer, accentuating her big eyes brimming with cuteness, her side ponytail carried the unique playful charm of a young girl, and her light pink dress made her look like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.
An Xiaowan saw Bai Yan surrounded by a group of youthful foreign girls.
"Bai Yan! What are you doing!"
An Xiaowan pouted, hands on her hips, raising her voice.
"I'm coming, I'm on my way!"
Bai Yan hurriedly apologized: "Excuse me, please let me through."
Pushing past the crowd of soft, fragrant bodies, Bai Yan finally stood in front of her.
Looking at An Xiaowan at this moment, her feisty posture with hands on hips, irritated yet with a hint of adorable daze, was truly irresistible.
"What were you just doing with them..."
An Xiaowan's red lips pouted slightly, mist welling up in her beautiful eyes, on the verge of tears.
She was full of anticipation for her beloved man to pick her up, just like the sweet love in a fairy tale, but who would have expected to see this scene the moment she stepped out? It's unacceptable for anyone!
"Trust me, there's nothing between them and me!"
Bai Yan's expression was exceptionally serious, he said: "We just exchanged contact information for the sake of friendship and progress between our two countries. I will delete their contacts right now."
A resolute statement!
Bai Yan didn't know why he reacted this way, as if it was instinctive.
"Then I'll believe you."
An Xiaowan covered her red lips, her beautiful eyes curving into a lovely arch.
Bai Yan felt vaguely bewildered, this scene felt familiar, as if he had done something similar before.
Bai Yan pinched An Xiaowan's hand gently, very gentlemanly as he opened the car door for her.
An Xiaowan's hand was soft and tender, it felt delicate like water, Bai Yan held it lightly, fearing that the lady's delicate hand would break with a bit more pressure.
An Xiaowan blushed, her voice soft and sweet.
After An Xiaowan got in the car, Bai Yan also entered and fastened the seat belt.
The bystanders and the girls who had surrounded Bai Yan all felt a sense of loss.
"The Maybach is leaving, I didn't even get to touch it!"
"So the handsome guy from the East already has a lover."
"That girl is so pretty! Just like a princess!"
Bai Yan smiled and stepped on the accelerator.
The Maybach sped away amidst the shocked and envious gazes of the pedestrians, heading towards Mo City University.
Bai Yan occasionally turned his head to look at An Xiaowan, his eyes hiding tenderness he hadn't noticed himself.
An Xiaowan's cheeks flushed under Bai Yan's tender gaze, and a red glow spread across her snowy white neck.
"Brother Yan, this is for you."
An Xiaowan said softly, taking out something from her bag and handing it to Bai Yan.
A wooden yellow Zippo lighter!
This is a limited edition lighter released worldwide in 1992 to commemorate Zippo's 70th anniversary, with the serial number CO2, symbolizing "Friends for Life".
If Bai Yan knew about Zippo, he would understand what it meant for An Xiaowan to give him this lighter under their current relationship... Friends for Life.
Besides a loving partner, what kind of friend would have the right to accompany her for life?
An Xiaowan's intentions were obvious, yet Bai Yan being a straightforward man didn't catch the subtle cues; he smiled in confusion, casually accepting and tucking it away: "Thank you, Xiao Wan."
An Xiaowan blushed: "You don't need to thank me."
The thoughts of an Eastern girl are always restrained and subtle; beneath her reserved exterior lies an uncontrollable effervescent affection.