Evil Ye Wei

There were colorful lounging umbrellas that were open on the beach. Ladies with the perfect figure gyrated their hips gorgeously. Men hit on them and talked to each other while some rested on the chairs. The beach was full of life.

There were a few more men at the beachside bar who were ordering their alcohol and enjoying themselves. They spoke a multitude of languages and seemed happy and at ease. Sicily was a famous holiday destination.

Ye Wei went to the bar and tapped the table. "Boss, a bottle of beer, please."

She found an empty seat and sat down to order a bottle of beer. The few Italian men around her, having come across an oriental beauty, came up and accosted her.

"Hey, gorgeous, this bottle's on me."

"Hi, handsome, you sure are one serious miser. Just one bottle?"

"However many you want. It's on us."

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