After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

Finally, the banquet ended.

In the underground VIP parking lot of the Park Hyatt Hotel.

Jiang Ye is facing the most difficult and darkest moment of his life.

Who should I take home?!

This is a potentially fatal question!

In the parking lot, there were two impressive luxury cars.

One of them was Xia Yu's Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The other car was a black Maybach S680 with a Beijing license plate, which Han Qingru had just driven from the airport.

Two stunningly beautiful women stood in front of their respective car doors, their eyes fixed intently on Jiang Ye.

Han Qingru crossed her arms, the hem of her trench coat fluttering gently in the basement breeze, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Ono, come here."

Han Qingru beckoned to Jiang Ye with her finger, her tone carrying an unquestionable command.

"My villa in Royal Green Bay has been cleaned and the bed is made. Come with me tonight, and my brother and I will have a good chat."

"I brought you your favorite Peking duck from Beijing. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Han Qingru spoke these words with such confidence and self-assurance, completely behaving like a patriarch.

However, before Jiang Ye could even speak...

Summer rain on the other side wouldn't stop.

Xia Yu took a step forward in her rhinestone-studded high heels, her burgundy evening gown swaying gracefully under the lights.

"President Jiang, I'm afraid that won't work."

Xia Yu looked at Jiang Ye, her eyes revealing a hint of cunning and provocation.

"There are still a few key data points in the financial statements for our Genting Town project that haven't been reconciled. We have a board meeting first thing tomorrow morning, so time is tight."

"You have to come to my apartment to work overtime tonight."

"I have top-quality Blue Mountain coffee that will guarantee to energize you."

work overtime?!

Going to the apartment to work overtime?!

Upon hearing this reason, Jiang Ye almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

What the hell is this report reconciliation?!

The Genting Town project has been on track for a long time, so where did this "key data not being checked" come from?

This is clearly an excuse Xia Yu deliberately made up in order to snatch someone away!

Moreover, going to the apartment of a single female CEO to "work overtime"—who knows what might happen between a man and a woman alone together?

"President Xia, work is never-ending, but your health is the most important thing. Xiao Ye drank quite a bit today and needs to rest."

Han Qingru's eyes turned cold, and she retorted without any politeness.

"Ms. Han, the business world is like a battlefield, where every second counts. Since Mr. Jiang is my strategic partner, he should be dedicated to his work."

Xia Yu refused to back down and confronted her head-on.

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you'... "

The two women clashed again, exchanging words and neither willing to back down.

Jiang Ye stood between the two luxury cars, feeling like a sandwich filling, about to be crushed by the two women!

On the left is his domineering older sister, who raised him from childhood.

On the right is the aloof and noble Ice Queen, who has just formed an alliance.

Who is it?

If Xia Yu chooses the eldest sister, he will definitely turn against her on the spot. How can they cooperate in the future?

If Xia Yu is chosen, my older sister will definitely skin him alive and hang him from the crooked tree at the Yu Cui Wan villa to beat him!

Jiang Ye's forehead was covered in a dense layer of cold sweat, which dripped down his cheeks.

He was a powerful tycoon with hundreds of billions in assets, wielding immense influence and seemingly omnipotent in the business world.

But now, he finally understands what it means to be a "master of balance" in despair!

This bowl of water is simply not level!

The two women were arguing more and more intensely, and it looked like they were about to start a fight right there in the parking lot.

Jiang Ye's eyes darted around frantically, his brain racing, trying to find a way out of the predicament.

suddenly!

Jiang Ye suddenly bent over, clutching his stomach tightly with both hands, his face contorted in pain.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Jiang Ye let out a bloodcurdling scream, squatted on the ground, and trembled.

"What's wrong, Ono?!"

"Jiang Ye! Are you alright?!"

Seeing Jiang Ye in such pain, Han Qingru and Xia Yu panicked and, forgetting their argument, rushed over to support him anxiously.

"My stomach... my stomach hurts!"

Jiang Ye kept his eyes tightly closed, and the cold sweat on his forehead, combined with his superb acting skills, made him appear completely flawless.

"That Australian Wagyu beef at the dinner party must have been stale! Ouch, it hurts so much! I can't take it anymore, I need to go to the hospital! I need to get diarrhea!"

Jiang Ye screamed in pain as he broke free from the two women's support.

He suddenly stood up and rushed towards a reserved parking space in the corner of the parking lot like a gust of wind.

There, parked, was his black Ducati motorcycle, which he usually used for transportation and to conceal his identity!

"Ono! Slow down! I'll drive you to the hospital!"

Han Qingru shouted anxiously.

"Jiang Ye! Get in my car!"

Xia Yu also shouted.

"No need! Your car is too slow! It'll cause traffic jams! I'll ride my bike myself!"

Jiang Ye shouted without turning his head.

He nimbly straddled the Ducati, put on the black full-face helmet, inserted the key, and turned the throttle.

All in one go!

"boom--!!!"

It was accompanied by a deafening roar of an engine.

The black Ducati motorcycle, like a wild horse, screeched and puffed out white smoke as its rear wheel rubbed against the epoxy floor in the basement.

With a whoosh!

Jiang Ye and his car transformed into a black lightning bolt, rushing out of the underground parking lot and disappearing into the vast night.

Only two blinding red taillights remained.

as well as……

Han Qingru and Xia Yu stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

The underground parking lot fell into a deathly silence.

Only the fading roar of the Ducati motorcycle still echoed in the air.

A full half minute passed.

Han Qingru and Xia Yu finally realized what was happening.

That brat, he doesn't have a stomachache at all!

This is clearly an excuse to use the restroom as a cover to run away!

The dignified leader of Kunlun Capital actually used such a clumsy excuse to flee on a motorcycle!

"That bastard!"

Xia Yu stared at the empty parking lot exit, stomping her feet in anger. Yet, a blush of amusement and anger crept onto her usually icy and aloof face.

Han Qingru helplessly rubbed her forehead, a doting yet dangerous smile curving her lips.

"You can run away from the monk, but you can't hide from the temple."

Han Qingru gritted her teeth and muttered something viciously.

"You brat, just you wait! I'll teach you a lesson tomorrow!"

Two stunningly beautiful women stood in the basement, watching the direction Jiang Ye had fled in, and simultaneously let out a helpless laugh and a curse.

This thrilling and chaotic battleground ultimately came to a dramatic end with Jiang Ye's hasty retreat.

Last night's thrilling escape from the underground parking garage ended with Jiang Ye speeding away as if he had twisted the accelerator cable.

Jiang Ye, who had fled back to Donghu Apartment, didn't even have time to take a shower before collapsing onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep. His dreams were filled with the miserable scene of being double-teamed by two women.