Ning Xia sped all the way to the Ning Mansion, weaving skillfully among the cars coming and going, and arrived at the gate of the Ning Mansion thirty minutes later.
She stopped the motorcycle, swung her leg over to dismount, removed her helmet, and her long hair cascaded gently down, tracing a beautiful arc through the air.
After putting the helmet on the seat, she walked to the gate and pressed the doorbell.
The bell rang for quite a while before someone came out languidly. Ning Xia saw that it was the lady of the house and Zhou Shen, the butler of the Ning Mansion.
The lady of the house still had that majestic and luxurious air about her, leaning on Zhou Shen for support and strolling over with the grace of Empress Dowager Cixi, one step at a time.
