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

He carried Xia Yu into the elevator of Building A and pressed the button for the 28th floor.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the only sound in the car was the intermittent breathing of the two people.

Just then, Xia Yu, who was lying on Jiang Ye's back, suddenly moved.

She buried her face in Jiang Ye's neck, her warm breath brushing against his neck, and mumbled a name indistinctly.

"Sea of ​​clouds...sea of ​​clouds..."

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment.

"You bastard... why did you leave me..." Xia Yu's voice was trembling with sobs, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto Jiang Ye's neck, icy cold.

Listening to Xia Yu's drunken ramblings filled with endless grievances and pain, Jiang Ye suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder Lei Heng said that the female president of Blue Ocean Real Estate had men lining up all the way to Paris, France, but she didn't like any of them and remained single.

It turns out that it wasn't that she had high standards, but rather that a man named "Yunhai" had already taken up residence in her heart.

A woman who has been hurt in love and is still harboring feelings for someone else.

Jiang Ye gave a bitter laugh to himself. This was somewhat similar to his current situation, except that he had been heartbroken by Shen Qinghan and had completely let go of her.

"bite--"

The elevator arrived at the 28th floor, and the elevator doors slowly opened.

Jiang Ye carried Xia Yu out of the elevator and arrived at the door of 2801.

He took the key out of Xia Yu's bag and opened the door.

This is an extremely luxurious single-level apartment with huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire Hanju River. But the house is cold and deserted, without a trace of human warmth.

Jiang Ye changed his shoes, carried Xia Yu into the master bedroom, and carefully placed her on the large double bed.

As soon as Xia Yu touched the bed, she immediately rolled over and curled up like a lazy cat.

Jiang Ye stood by the bed, looking at the disheveled, curvaceous beauty on the bed, and took a deep breath.

He bent down and helped Xia Yu take off her pointed high heels, then pulled over a silk quilt and covered her with it.

"Alright, I'll see this through to the end. Mr. Xia, you should get some rest. I'm leaving now."

Jiang Ye clapped his hands and turned to leave.

However, Xia Yu grabbed him.

Then came Xia Yu's indistinct, drunken voice:

"You bunch of bastards! Do you really think I'm a prostitute?!"

"Trying to get me drunk? Trying to take advantage of me? Keep dreaming!"

"Pooh!"

"A bunch of hypocrites! They act all respectable in business, but after a few drinks, they reveal their true beastly nature!"

"Let me tell you, you think you can take advantage of me? Not a chance! I'll fuck you to death!"

"What? Staring so intently? Trying to touch my long legs?"

"Get lost! Go away!"

"You're not even fully grown yet, and you want to pick up girls? Go back to your mother if you want milk!!!"

Hearing the barrage of profanities, Jiang Ye's lips twitched involuntarily.

He then remembered that earlier at the bar, he had vaguely seen a group of men in suits drinking with Xia Yu. Later, for some reason, they all left, leaving Xia Yu alone in the booth, drinking in silence.

Now it seems that those people were Xia Yu's business partners who wanted to get her drunk at the dinner table and take advantage of her.

Although Xia Yu had drunk too much, he still retained a sliver of sobriety. He cursed the group away and then ran out of the bar alone, only to run into those blond-haired guys again.

Jiang Ye looked at Xia Yu sitting on the bed, gesticulating wildly and talking nonsense, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Who would have thought that the female CEO who is a powerful and aloof figure in the business world during the day, like an iceberg, would be so wild and outrageous when drunk?

The contrast is absolutely amazing.

"Fine, fine, you're amazing. You'll crush them."

Jiang Ye gave her a perfunctory reply, then forcefully pried Xia Yu's hand off his: "You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not the bastard who got you drunk; I'm just a kind person who brought you back. You should go to sleep now; I really have to go."

Jiang Ye turned around, preparing to leave again.

However, Xia Yu persisted.

"Don't leave!"

Xia Yu suddenly pounced on Jiang Ye and hugged him from behind around the waist.

Because of the excessive force, the two of them fell onto the soft bed.

Jiang Ye was pinned down by Xia Yu, and he felt a surge of blood rushing to his chest.

Xia Yu's hot and soft body pressed against his without reservation.

That amazing touch, mixed with the scent of alcohol and perfume, was like a fire, instantly igniting the evil fire that Jiang Ye had suppressed for seven years.

"Let me go." Jiang Ye's voice had become somewhat hoarse as he tried to push Xia Yu away.

"I won't let go!..."

Xia Yu hugged Jiang Ye tightly, tears streaming down her face again. She kissed his neck and face frantically.

Feeling Xia Yu's awkward yet passionate kiss, the string of "reason" in Jiang Ye's mind finally snapped.

Screw the bottom line!

Screw Shen Qinghan!

I'm single now! I'm divorced! I don't owe anyone anything!

For the past seven years, he has lived like a eunuch in the Shen family, and Shen Qinghan rarely lets him touch her.

Over time, Jiang Ye got used to it.

However, he was a man full of vigor and passion, and he also had emotions and desires!

Since this woman has come to me of her own accord, and since she needs a substitute to vent her pain, then Jiang Ye will be that substitute today!

Jiang Ye suddenly rolled over, pinning Xia Yu beneath him.

He looked at the beautiful woman beneath him, her face streaked with tears and her eyes glazed over, and his gaze became incredibly deep and intense.

He then let out a low growl and lowered his head to kiss Xia Yu's luscious red lips fiercely.

Xia Yu was stunned for a moment, then the alcohol completely destroyed her last shred of reason. She responded passionately to Jiang Ye's kiss, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Outside the window, the night wind in Hanju was still cold.

But inside this luxurious master bedroom, the temperature is rising rapidly.

Two souls, both wounded by love and equally lonely, find warmth and redemption in each other in the most primal and frantic way on this cold winter night.

.....

The next day, early in the morning.

The winter sun shone brightly through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows into the luxurious master bedroom, almost blindingly so.

Jiang Ye slowly opened his eyes. The hangover and overwork left his mind blank for a moment. He subconsciously reached out and rubbed his aching lower back. Then, the crazy and absurd scenes from last night flooded into his mind like a movie replay.

He turned his head and glanced at the scene around the large bed, and couldn't help but gasp.

The battle was extremely intense.

One black pointed high heel had been kicked onto the headboard at some point, teetering precariously. The other lay forlornly on the carpet by the bedroom door.

The black stockings that once covered her long, beautiful legs and were as thin as cicada wings were now hanging pitifully on the bedside lamp, with a shockingly large hole in them.

As for the other clothes, there were white silk shirts, black pencil skirts, and a few pieces of close-fitting fabric scattered everywhere.

On the large double bed, the silk quilt was haphazardly rolled into a ball, and the originally white sheets were wrinkled beyond recognition.

And the most obvious, and the one that made Jiang Ye's pupils shrink sharply—

Amidst the messy folds, a striking dark red bloodstain suddenly bloomed, like a red plum blossom falling in the snow.

Jiang Ye was completely stunned. His brain went blank, and he even stopped breathing for a moment.

Xia Qingyu... this is her first time?!

Recalling her mature and sexy business attire last night, and how awkwardly and clumsily she endured the pain on this bed without pushing him away, Jiang Ye's heart clenched, and an indescribable shock and regret surged into his heart.

He never imagined that this woman, who usually seemed cold and mature, was actually a blank slate!

The mess on the ground, intertwined with that splash of bright red, tells the story of last night's madness and complete loss of control.