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Jiang Ye leaned against the headboard, took out half a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from the bedside table, lit one, and took a deep drag. Pale blue smoke rose in the morning light, and a complex, bitter smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

He recalled that last night, it seemed like he hadn't stopped all night.

How many times exactly?

It seems like five times? No, if you include the one just before dawn, it should be six times.

Thinking about their first time last night, Jiang Ye felt a blush for the first time ever; he felt utterly humiliated.

They surrendered within minutes.

At that moment, Jiang Ye looked at Xia Yu, who was lying beneath him with a dazed look in her eyes, and wondered if he was ruined, if the past seven years had damaged his body and made him useless.

Fortunately, in the next five times, they displayed their great prowess and completely regained their composure.

Overall, reflecting on the details of last night, Jiang Ye suddenly had a feeling that he had wasted the previous thirty years of his life.

He opened the door to a new world.

It turns out that this thing between men and women is so interesting!

When I was with Shen Qinghan before, even during the few times we shared a room right after we got married, Shen Qinghan was like a wooden doll, cold and indifferent, going through the motions without any emotional response. It was a completely different feeling.

Last night, although Xia Yu initially broke down due to alcohol and emotional distress, after the initial awkwardness subsided, the passionate response and the seamless harmony allowed Jiang Ye to experience true happiness as a man.

Just as Jiang Ye was smoking and lost in thought, a slight noise came from beside him.

Xia Yu's beautiful eyes slowly opened.

She stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment, then felt a strange soreness in her body and saw a man smelling of tobacco lying next to her.

Xia Yu's body stiffened abruptly, and she turned her head to meet Jiang Ye's deep eyes.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Jiang Ye's heart skipped a beat.

This woman is the CEO of Blue Ocean Real Estate, worth billions, and usually acts superior. Although she initiated things last night, she was drunk. Now that she's sober and sees herself slept with by a strange man, won't she get angry and report him for rape?

Moreover, this woman's first time was last night.

"Um...Mr. Xia, you're awake."

Jiang Ye quickly stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, cleared his throat, and hurriedly explained, "What happened last night was an accident. You drank too much and were being harassed by some thugs in the alley. I just happened to be passing by and rescued you, taking you home. I was about to leave, but you wouldn't let go..."

Jiang Ye tried to keep his tone calm and shared the blame: "We're all adults. It was consensual last night. I didn't force you."

Xia Yu did not speak.

She glanced down at her naked body, then at the mess of clothes and the torn stockings on the floor, and the blush-inducing, crazy scenes from the previous night flashed through her mind.

Seeing that bright red stain on the bed again,

Her face instantly turned bright red, the redness extending all the way to her ears.

But to Jiang Ye's surprise, Xia Yu did not scream, cry, or throw a pillow at him like a normal woman.

She just bit her lip hard and took two deep breaths.

Less than ten seconds later, the blush on Xia Yu's face quickly faded, and she regained her aloof and composed CEO demeanor.

"I see."

Xia Yu's voice was a little hoarse, but her tone was surprisingly calm. She pulled over a silk quilt and wrapped it tightly around her body, then sat up in bed.

"I'm going to take a shower."

After saying that, Xia Yu wrapped herself in the blanket, walked barefoot on the carpet, and entered the ensuite bathroom in the master bedroom without looking back.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Jiang Ye looked at the closed bathroom door and raised an eyebrow.

This woman's mental fortitude is truly terrifying. No wonder she's a ruthless CEO who carved out a bloody path in Hanzhou's business world; she can remain calm so quickly even in the face of something like this.

Since the other party doesn't intend to call the police, things are much easier.

Jiang Ye also breathed a sigh of relief. He threw off the covers, picked up his clothes from the floor, and slowly put them on.

After half an hour.

The bathroom door opened.

Xia Yu walked out wearing a white bathrobe. Her hair was still a little wet, and her bare face lacked its usual sharpness, instead possessing a delicate and charming beauty.

She walked to the single sofa in the bedroom, sat down, crossed her legs, and looked at Jiang Ye, who was already dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed playing on his phone, with a cool gaze.

"What's your name? What's your background?" Xia Yu asked bluntly, her tone as if she were interviewing an employee.

Jiang Ye put down his phone and met Xia Yu's scrutinizing gaze.

He thought to himself that, formally speaking, before yesterday morning, he was still Shen Qinghan's personal driver and full-time nanny. But now that they were divorced, he definitely couldn't be a driver anymore.

As for his identity as the behind-the-scenes founder of the Kunlun Group, that was something he absolutely couldn't reveal. He just wanted a peaceful life and didn't want to cause any more trouble.

So Jiang Ye shrugged and said, half-jokingly, "My name is Jiang Ye, Jiang as in Yangtze River, Ye as in ambition. I used to be someone's driver, but now I'm unemployed."

"Single, divorced. I have a seven-year-old daughter, custody of whom is with the woman, and I left with nothing."

Aside from concealing his identity as the founder of Kunlun Group, Jiang Ye told the truth about almost everything else.

After listening to Jiang Ye's "self-introduction," Xia Yu's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.

A middle-aged driver who is divorced, left with nothing, and has no job?

A complex emotion flashed in Xia Yu's eyes. She, the president of Blue Ocean Real Estate, had actually given her precious first time to a down-on-his-luck man from the bottom of society?!

However, from another perspective, this seems to be a good thing.

This man has no background, no power, and is divorced with no romantic entanglements. This means he is easy to control and poses no threat to my life or company.

Xia Yu remained silent for a moment, her expression still cold, before suddenly asking Jiang Ye a question that left him completely bewildered: "Do you still plan to get married in the future?"

"marry?"

Jiang Ye waved his hand without hesitation, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and sneered: "Of course I'm not getting married! I finally crawled out of the grave of marriage, only a fool would get married a second time! I'll be free and independent from now on, it'll be so much better."

Hearing Jiang Ye's decisive answer, Xia Yu's eyes lit up slightly.

She seemed to be engaged in some kind of intense internal struggle.

After a long while, Xia Yu took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Ye, and said, "Jiang Ye, since you don't want to get married and are unemployed, I'll offer you a job. Would you like to take it?"

"What kind of job?" Jiang Ye asked, somewhat surprised.

"Marry me in a marriage of convenience, play my boyfriend, and when necessary, play my fiancé."

Xia Yu stared into Jiang Ye's eyes and dropped a bombshell: "I'll give you 20,000 yuan a month."

Jiang Ye was stunned, staring at Xia Yu with a look of astonishment.

Xia Yu thought he thought it wasn't enough or that he hadn't understood, so she continued to explain: "Blue Ocean Real Estate is a family business that my father founded. After he passed away, the old shareholders who had followed him to build the company have always wanted to remove me from the position of president."

"According to the family trust fund and equity agreement set up by my father before his death, if I can get married before the age of 28, or have a stable fiancé, I can officially inherit the remaining 30% of his shares and completely control the company. Otherwise, those shares will be diluted by the board of directors."

Xia Yu's eyes turned cold: "Those old foxes are trying to set me up on blind dates every day, trying to plant their people around me. I need a shield."

"You have no connections, you're divorced and don't want to remarry, which makes you the safest person for me. You just need to play along with me at certain business occasions and family gatherings. Except for crucial moments when I need you to step in, we won't interfere with each other's lives and will absolutely not affect each other's private lives."

After listening to Xia Yu's long explanation, Jiang Ye finally understood.

So it turns out this woman just wanted to pay him to be her tool.

Jiang Ye was secretly delighted.

He's the behind-the-scenes boss of the prestigious Kunlun Group, worth billions, and has long since achieved financial freedom. Now, a woman is asking him to spend 20,000 yuan a month to support her?

If Lei Heng knew this, he'd probably laugh his head off.

However, Jiang Ye did not refuse immediately. He looked at Xia Yu sitting on the sofa, wearing a bathrobe with the collar slightly open, revealing a glimpse of her fair skin, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Mr. Xia, 20,000 a month sounds good."

Jiang Ye stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping over Xia Yu with unabashed ferocity. Suddenly, he leaned closer and asked with a half-smile, "But since we're playing boyfriend, can we continue sleeping together afterward?"