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"Bang!"

Jiang Ye kicked open the door to the lounge, carried Xia Yu inside, then slammed the door shut behind him and locked it.

The lounge was dimly lit and contained only a large double bed.

That was where Xia Yu usually rested.

Jiang Ye walked to the bedside and unceremoniously threw Xia Yu, whom he was holding, onto the soft bed.

Immediately afterwards, his tall body pressed down on her, firmly trapping Xia Yu beneath him.

"Jiang Ye! You bastard! Let me go!"

Xia Yu was overwhelmed by Jiang Ye's weight and could hardly breathe. Her face was flushed as she cursed and punched Jiang Ye's firm chest with her small fists.

However, the force of the blows was weak and lacked any lethality.

Jiang Ye lowered his head and looked at the woman beneath him, whose face was as beautiful as a peach blossom and whose eyes were sparkling.

He didn't speak, but lowered his head and accurately captured those two chattering red lips.

"Well……"

All of Xia Yu's curses were instantly choked back down.

She struggled symbolically for a moment, placing her hands on Jiang Ye's chest, trying to push him away.

However, as Jiang Ye's domineering and aggressive kiss deepened...

Xia Yu's hands, which had been pushing him away, gradually lost their strength.

Finally, her hands, which had been resting against Jiang Ye's chest, slowly climbed upwards and, half-pushed and half-reluctantly, wrapped around Jiang Ye's neck.

. . . .

The air in the lounge seemed to have become somewhat thick and warm because of the sudden, enchanting moment.

I don't know how much time passed, but everything finally returned to calm.

Jiang Ye lay on the large, soft double bed, the alluring scent of Xia Yu—a blend of high-end perfume and a woman's unique fragrance—lingering around his nose. He felt as if every bone in his body had been disassembled and reassembled, exuding an indescribable comfort and ease.

The exhaustion from the past month of living outdoors in remote county towns, as well as the bad luck I suffered at the Shen family's house yesterday, all seemed to be completely washed away at this moment.

Jiang Ye pulled the thin blanket over himself, closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his lips, and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Ye slept soundly.

When he opened his eyes again, Xia Yu was no longer in the lounge.

Jiang Ye stretched and sat up in bed. He grabbed the clothes scattered on the floor, put them on, pushed open the door to the lounge, and went out.

In the spacious and bright CEO's office, the blinds were half-drawn, blocking out the somewhat glaring sunset.

Xia Yu was sitting upright in the large boss's chair.

She had tidied herself up again, still wearing her black business suit impeccably. However, her once neatly styled hair now looked slightly messy, with a few playful strands falling onto her fair neck, adding a touch of languid charm.

A faint blush lingered on her delicate cheeks, but her eyes had regained their usual coolness and focus. She was staring at the computer screen, her hands flying across the keyboard as she continued to work on the profit calculation sheet that Jiang Ye had pointed out as flawed.

Looking at this woman who was limp and soft in his arms one second and could immediately switch back to "workaholic" mode the next, Jiang Ye couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

He walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass with cold water, and drank it all in one gulp to moisten his dry throat.

Then, Jiang Ye slowly walked to his desk, placed his hands on the edge of the desk, leaned forward slightly, and stared intently at Xia Yu.

"Mr. Xia, are you working this hard?"

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of teasing and probing.

"Don't you understand the importance of work-life balance? How about you come with me to a business event next Friday night?"

Upon hearing Jiang Ye's voice, Xia Yu's fingers paused slightly as she typed on the keyboard.

She looked up and glared at Jiang Ye, her eyes filled with a mixture of reproach and embarrassment.

"I'm not going!"

Xia Yu refused decisively and without any hesitation.

She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to the mountain of documents on the table, her tone filled with resentment.

"Look at all the documents on my desk, and then look at these dozens of processes waiting for my approval on my computer! I don't have time to go to some boring business events with you!"

At this point, Xia Yu seemed to recall the absurd incident that had just occurred in the lounge, and her cheeks flushed even more as she glared at Jiang Ye through gritted teeth.

"How dare you say that! If it weren't for you, you bastard, dragging me along and wasting two whole hours of my work time, would I have to stay and work overtime today?!"

"I get angry just looking at you. Get out of here and stop getting in my way!"

Seeing Xia Yu's adorable, flustered look, like a cat with its fur standing on end, Jiang Ye felt a tickle in his heart instead of being angry.

His eyes darted around, a wicked smile playing on his lips, and he decided to try a different approach.

"Hey, don't be so heartless."

Jiang Ye stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets, and pretended to be very generous and sincere.

"How about this? To make up for taking up Mr. Xia's valuable work time today, I'll treat you to dinner next Friday night as an apology. What do you say?"

"I guarantee, it'll be top-notch treatment! For the two of us, I'll order twenty dishes and a soup! Eat as much as you want, and you can even take home what you can't finish!"

Upon hearing this...

Xia Yu's fingers stopped typing on the keyboard completely.

She looked up at Jiang Ye as if he were an alien, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and speechlessness.

"Jiang Ye, are you crazy?!"

"Two people, and you ordered twenty dishes?! Are you a pig?! How could you possibly finish that?! Even if you're rich, you can't be this extravagant! Do you know how hard it is to make money these days? You have the mentality of a nouveau riche!"

However, when faced with Xia Yu's scolding, Jiang Ye put away his nonchalant attitude.

He placed his hands on the desk, leaned forward again, and closed the distance between himself and Xia Yu.

Jiang Ye's deep eyes were fixed on Xia Yu's eyes, his gaze becoming more serious and earnest than ever before.

"Xia Yu, I'm serious."

"Next Friday night at 8 PM, the banquet hall on the third floor of the Hilton Hanju Hotel."

"You must come."

"No matter how busy you are that day, no matter if you work overtime or not, I will wait for you at the hotel entrance."

"Remember, we'll meet there. I'll wait for you until you appear."

"Twenty dishes and a soup—you'll be missing out if you don't come!"

Xia Yu felt somewhat confused.

Go to the Hilton Hotel and have twenty dishes?

This sounds utterly absurd.

But Xia Yu was a smart woman. She had a feeling that the place Jiang Ye was going to next Friday night was definitely not just a simple dinner.

There must be something important there, or someone important waiting for him.

And he hoped that he could stay by his side.

Xia Yu, on the contrary, became somewhat curious.

In the end, Xia Yu neither nodded in agreement nor refused outright like she had before.

"I...I'll try my best."

"Who knows what will happen next Friday? What if there's an urgent meeting at the company and I can't get away..."

Seeing Xia Yu's expression, Jiang Ye knew that this was the biggest concession this workaholic female CEO could make.

He didn't press her any further, but simply gave her a deep look.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"Then you go ahead and do your work, I won't disturb you. Remember to eat dinner on time."

After saying that, Jiang Ye turned around and strode out of the president's office.

……