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"Great! Well sung!"

"Awesome! That was amazing!"

The guests below the stage raised their glasses and cheered for Jiang Ye on stage.

Meanwhile, in a VIP booth in a corner on the first floor of the bar.

A very eye-catching woman was sitting there.

She wore a well-tailored black business suit with a white silk blouse underneath, the collar slightly open to reveal her delicate collarbone. Her long legs were encased in sheer black stockings, and she wore pointed black high heels.

The woman's features were extremely cold and beautiful, and her temperament was noble and aloof, like a black rose with thorns, making people only dare to admire her from afar and not dare to touch her.

She was sitting there alone, drinking alone, her eyes somewhat vacant.

However, the moment Jiang Ye's singing began, her hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.

She looked up in surprise at the man in the center of the stage, who was holding a guitar and had a scab on his forehead.

The man's singing, with its profound pain and resolute nonchalance, struck her heart like a hammer, creating a strange resonance in her otherwise cold heart.

She just watched Jiang Ye on the stage quietly, her eyes flashing with a complex light, not even noticing that the ice in her hand was melting.

This scene was witnessed by Lei Heng, who was sitting in a booth on the second floor.

Lei Heng stroked his chin, a playful smile playing on his lips.

Jiang Ye put down his guitar, walked off the stage amidst cheers, and returned to his booth on the second floor.

"How was it? Did I embarrass you?" Jiang Ye picked up the water on the table, took a sip, and moistened his throat.

"Brother, you didn't just avoid embarrassing yourself, you completely captivated everyone!" Lei Heng gave Jiang Ye a thumbs up, then leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice, and coaxed him with a mischievous grin.

"Boss, when you were singing just now, there was a stunningly beautiful woman downstairs who stared at you for a full five minutes without blinking! Her gaze was practically as if she wanted to devour you!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Jiang Ye rolled his eyes at him, not taking it seriously at all.

"I'm not lying to you!" Lei Heng exclaimed anxiously, pointing to a booth in the corner downstairs. "Look for yourself! It's that girl in the black stockings and business attire!"

Jiang Ye glanced in the direction Lei Heng was pointing and indeed saw a woman with an outstanding temperament.

"Do you know who she is?" Lei Heng said mysteriously. "She's Xia Yu, the female president of Blue Ocean Real Estate! A well-known ice queen in Hanzhou's business world! Rich second-generation heirs and promising young men who pursue her could line up from Hanzhou to Paris, France! But she has very high standards and doesn't like any of them!"

Lei Heng patted Jiang Ye on the shoulder and winked, saying, "Brother, you're single now anyway, go and win her over! With your charm and the setup from that love song earlier, you can totally do it! If you get her, what's Shen Qinghan compared to you!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ye rolled his eyes without hesitation.

"Screw it! No way!"

Jiang Ye retorted irritably, "I just crawled out of one icy female CEO's trap, and you want me to jump into another one? Am I out of my mind? I'll be so much more comfortable on my own from now on. I'd have to be crazy to make myself miserable."

"Hey bro, don't be so stubborn!"

Seeing that Jiang Ye wasn't interested, Lei Heng continued to fan the flames: "Even if you don't want to get married, having some fun is fine! Look at her figure, her aura! Big breasts, beautiful legs, she's practically a goddess! You're a normal man, don't you feel any attraction?"

Jiang Ye ignored him and poured himself a drink.

Seeing this, Lei Heng suddenly changed the subject and asked mysteriously, "Brother, have you seen the sales data reports for women's underwear released by e-commerce platforms?"

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Jiang Ye, holding his wine glass, looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Why would a grown man like me look at that kind of stuff?"

Lei Heng chuckled and, like an old scholar, began to recite, swaying his head as he did so:

According to the latest e-commerce data, the bra size distribution of women in China is as follows: A cup accounts for 14%, B cup is the absolute majority at 57%, C cup accounts for 17%, D cup only 5%, and E cup is even rarer at only 2%.

Lei Heng paused, his eyes turning slightly lewd: "As for F-cup and above, they account for less than 0.5%! Bro, think about it, how difficult is it to break through that 0.5% probability in genetics?"

Jiang Ye was somewhat speechless at his long-winded explanation: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Lei Heng slapped his thigh, pointed at Xia Yu downstairs, and said confidently, "But I just saw it for myself, and that CEO Xia is definitely beyond that 0.5%! When she stood up to go to the restroom and passed the big screen, the TV screen was completely blocked by her chest for several seconds! She's absolutely the best of the best!"

"puff--"

Jiang Ye almost spat out the mouthful of wine he had just taken a sip of.

He kicked Lei Heng in annoyance, laughing and cursing, "What kind of filthy garbage is in your head all day long? The president of Kunlun Group's Asia-Pacific region, actually researching bra size data here, aren't you ashamed!"

"Food and sex are human nature! I'm appreciating beauty with a scientific eye!" Lei Heng retorted shamelessly.

The two were arguing when Lei Heng's phone, which was on the table, suddenly vibrated.

Lei Heng glanced at the caller ID, and his expression instantly changed. The lewd look he had just worn vanished, replaced by an undisguised tension.

He quickly answered the phone, covering his mouth and lowering his voice to a whisper: "Hey, baby... Ah, I haven't been drinking, I'm in a meeting at the company... What? Your stomach hurts? Okay, okay, I'll be right back! Wait for me!"

After hanging up the phone, Lei Heng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Jiang Ye apologetically: "Brother, I'm really sorry, there's an emergency at home, I have to go back right away. I'll have the company driver pick you up in a Maybach and take you home."

Jiang Ye looked at his guilty look, sneered, and exposed him without any mercy.

"Alright, if you're going to pick up girls, then go ahead and pick up girls. What do you mean by having family problems?"

Jiang Ye glared at him and waved his hand, "Don't worry about me, I'll take a taxi back myself. You'd better get lost, don't delay your urgent business."

Lei Heng, his thoughts exposed, wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, he gave Jiang Ye a thumbs up and praised him obsequiously, "Boss is the boss! You have such sharp eyes, nothing can escape your notice! My girlfriend's making trouble, checking up on me. If I don't go back soon, I'll be kneeling on a washboard tonight!"

"Brother, I'll head out now! I'll have a proper drink with you another day!"

Lei Heng grabbed his coat and rushed out of the booth, not forgetting to call out before leaving, "Bro, are you really not going to consider that 0.5% offer downstairs?"

"roll!"

Jiang Ye grabbed an empty cigarette box from the table and threw it at them.

Lei Heng chuckled and disappeared in a flash.

The booths fell silent again.

Jiang Ye leaned back on the sofa in the booth, looking at the dazzling neon lights outside the window, and made some plans in his mind.

When the weather warms up a bit, and next spring comes the season perfect for motorcycle travel, he'll ride his brand-new BMW GS to chase his own wind.

Go to Tibet to see the snow-capped mountains, go to Xinjiang to see the grasslands, and go to Dali to feel the breeze of Erhai Lake.

He threw all the humiliation he had suffered in the Shen family over the past seven years onto the road.

After Lei Heng left, Jiang Ye didn't rush to leave either. He sat alone in a booth on the second floor, slowly sipping his bottle of Royal Salute.

Without Shen Qinghan's relentless phone calls, without his mother-in-law's sarcastic remarks, and without his ungrateful daughter's tantrums, Jiang Ye found the wine to be drinking more smoothly than ever before.

They drank until after 11 p.m., finishing the entire bottle of liquor, before Jiang Ye finally felt a bit drunk.

He stood up, paid the bill at the bar, pushed open the door of Night Livehouse, and walked out.

As soon as he stepped outside, a biting cold wind hit him in the face, sobering Jiang Ye up a little.

He tightened his windproof jacket and was about to hail a taxi back to his apartment when he caught a glimpse of several figures pulling and tugging in a dimly lit alley next to the bar.

"Hey beautiful, you've had too much to drink, haven't you? Come on, let me take you to a nice place to sober up."

"Hehe, those legs are amazing! We guys really struck gold today!"

Several thugs with dyed yellow hair and wearing tight-fitting men's suits were groping a woman.

The woman leaned against the cold wall, clearly drunk and unconscious. Her body slid limply down, unable to even stand.

In the dim light of the streetlights, Jiang Ye recognized it at a glance.

This woman was none other than Xia Yu, the female president of Blue Ocean Real Estate, who had been drinking alone in a booth on the first floor of the bar earlier—the "0.5%" who had been there earlier.