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

Jiang Ye didn't stand on ceremony, grabbed his coat, and went out with Xia Yu.

The two entered the elevator one after the other and then went down to the underground parking garage.

Jiang Ye walked slightly behind Xia Yu, his gaze involuntarily falling on her back.

The well-tailored black business suit accentuated her tall figure perfectly. Especially her long legs, clad in black pointed high heels, were straight and slender, swaying gracefully with every step, exuding not only a powerful aura but also a fatal attraction.

Looking at that captivating figure from behind, Jiang Ye couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart: What an absolute beauty! No wonder Lei Heng said that the men who pursued her could line up all the way to Paris, France.

But the thought of last night, when I realized I had spent the entire night, six times, with such a high-class, flawless beauty on that big bed upstairs...

Jiang Ye felt somewhat dazed, even experiencing an extremely unreal, dreamlike feeling.

It was like having a bizarre and exciting erotic dream, yet it all happened in real life.

........

When Xia Yu arrived at the parking space, she pressed the car key.

A powerful red Audi Q7 flashed its lights. This large SUV paired perfectly with Xia Yu, a strong and assertive female CEO.

Xia Yu opened the driver's side door and got in, and Jiang Ye naturally got into the passenger seat as well.

As soon as she got in the car, Xia Yu reached out and pulled on the seatbelt, which clicked shut.

This was originally an ordinary action, but because of Xia Yu's amazing size, the seat belt pulled diagonally, instantly and perfectly outlining her proud figure. The taut shirt fabric looked like it was about to burst at any moment, creating an explosive visual impact.

Jiang Ye's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously looked away, coughed dryly, turned to look out the window, and forcibly suppressed the restlessness that had just subsided in his heart.

A red Audi Q7 drove out of the garage and merged into the congested traffic in Hanju.

The two of them barely spoke during the journey, and only soft instrumental music played in the carriage.

More than half an hour later, the car came to a steady stop outside the gate of Donghu Apartment.

After the car came to a stop, Xia Yu did not unlock the car door immediately. Instead, she unzipped her handbag, took out a set of keys with access cards attached, and handed them to Jiang Ye.

"This is the key to a villa in the hills of Genting Highlands." Xia Yu looked at him and said calmly, "Now that we've reached an agreement, if you feel the environment here in the apartment isn't good, or you're not used to living here, you can go to the villa anytime. Anyway, that house is just sitting empty. I'm usually busy with work, so I don't stay there very often."

Jiang Ye looked at the key that was handed to him and was slightly taken aback.

Upon seeing the set of keys to this upscale villa, the image of Shen Qinghan's large villa involuntarily came to mind.

The house was indeed very large and extremely luxuriously decorated, but it was terrifyingly empty and cold, without a trace of human warmth or life.

He lived there like an emotionless machine for seven years, and had long since had enough of that oppressive and lifeless feeling.

"I'll keep the key, but I'm perfectly fine living here. You should come over here more often!"

Jiang Ye thought for a moment. Although he probably wouldn't go over anyway, it would be better to leave the key for convenience.

Xia Yu frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

"Isn't my villa more comfortable than your apartment?"

Jiang Ye pointed to the Donghu Apartment outside the window and said with a smile, "The apartment is too big. If no one lives there, it'll feel lifeless and uncomfortable. It'll be very deserted. If you need to see me in the future... or if you need to fulfill our 'four times a month' contract, just come over here. The apartment may be a bit small, but it'll feel lively and down-to-earth."

Upon hearing the words "popularity," Xia Yu's eyes flickered slightly, as if a certain chord in her heart had been touched.

She didn't press the matter further and silently put the keys back into her bag.

"Don't be late at two o'clock this afternoon." Xia Yu gripped the steering wheel again, her tone returning to its usual cool and aloof tone, and added, "Also, I will seriously consider your suggestion about acquiring the land."

"Okay, see you this afternoon, Mr. Xia, take care."

Jiang Ye opened the car door, got out, stood by the roadside, and casually closed the car door.

As Jiang Ye watched the red Audi Q7 restart, merge into the traffic, and speed away towards the headquarters of Blue Ocean Real Estate, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"This woman isn't just a pretty face with big breasts and no brains; she's actually somewhat obedient."

However, as the Audi drove away, Jiang Ye couldn't help but recall the breathtakingly alluring curves of Xia Yu's body when the seatbelt was fastened in the car.

He subconsciously touched his chin, feeling a surge of inexplicable lust rising in his lower abdomen, and muttered to himself with some puzzlement:

"This is really weird. Didn't we just go at it all night, six times in total? Why do I suddenly feel like I want her again now?"

He shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, thinking that he had probably been too repressed during his seven years as a monk, and once he started eating meat, the wildness in his body was hard to suppress.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk into the residential area to go back to his rented room to take a good shower and take a nap, his phone suddenly rang urgently in his pocket.

Jiang Ye took out his phone and glanced at the screen.

The caller ID displayed three words: Shen Qinghan.

Upon seeing this name, Jiang Ye frowned slightly.

Yesterday morning, the two had just come out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and received their dark red divorce certificate.

Logically speaking, from now on they should go their separate ways and never see each other again.

Why is this woman calling now?

Jiang Ye hesitated for two seconds before pressing the answer button.

As soon as the call connected, Shen Qinghan's familiar, perpetually arrogant and domineering cold voice came through the receiver.

"Jiang Ye, where the hell have you been?!"

Shen Qinghan's tone was filled with suppressed anger and impatience: "Do you even know what time it is? I have a very important senior management meeting at 10:30, and it's 10:15 now. Where are you? Where's your car? Are you trying to deliberately delay my meeting?!"

Hearing the barrage of questions, Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Is this woman mentally ill, or has she lost her memory?

She seemed to have completely forgotten that the two had divorced yesterday, and still habitually treated him as her personal driver and punching bag, always at her beck and call.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shen."

Jiang Ye's tone was very calm, without the slightest ripple, and even his address changed from "Qinghan" to the businesslike "President Shen".

"I quit."

Shen Qinghan on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned. Several seconds passed before her incredulous voice came through: "What did you say? You're quitting?"

"Yes, I quit." Jiang Ye repeated calmly.

"Jiang Ye, are you crazy?!"

Shen Qinghan's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, filled with sarcasm and utter incomprehension: "Do you know what you're saying? Besides driving, what else can you do?"

"You were able to work as a driver for the Shen Group, earning a high salary of 20,000 yuan a month—that was an exception made by the group! They only gave you such a high salary because of me! And now you're telling me you're quitting? Do you think you can find such a good job in Hanzhou after leaving the Shen family?!"

Hearing Shen Qinghan's condescending and condescending remarks, Jiang Ye felt nauseous.

Seven years have passed.

For the past seven years, he has been not only her driver, but also her bodyguard, cook, and nanny. When the Shen Group encountered several fatal crises, he secretly used the resources of the Kunlun Group to help her resolve them.

As a result, in her eyes, he was just a useless driver who could only survive by relying on her charity.

Jiang Ye suddenly felt very bored and didn't even have the desire to argue with her anymore.

"Think what you want." Jiang Ye was too lazy to waste words with her. "The car is parked in the underground garage of Donghu Apartment. I'll drive over now to return it and complete the resignation procedures while I'm at it."

After saying that, Jiang Ye didn't give Shen Qinghan a chance to continue her outburst and hung up the phone.

Hearing the dial tone from his phone, Shen Qinghan, sitting in the president's office of the Shen Group, angrily slammed his phone onto the large desk.

"That bastard! How dare he hang up on me!"

Shen Qinghan's chest heaved violently, and his exquisitely beautiful yet icy face was covered with frost.

After receiving her divorce certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau yesterday, she didn't really take it too seriously.

In her view, Jiang Ye's request for divorce was simply because she brought her first love, Gu Ziming, home the night before last, and Jiang Ye was jealous and just being stubborn with her.

For the past seven years, Jiang Ye had been completely devoted to her, never fighting back or arguing, just like a loyal dog circling around her. She was convinced that Jiang Ye couldn't live without her, couldn't live without the Shen family.

She thought that if she ignored Jiang Ye for a few days, and he ran out of money and suffered enough outside, he would naturally come back obediently and kneel on the ground begging for her forgiveness.

But now, Jiang Ye isn't even doing his job anymore?

A sudden, inexplicable panic flashed through Shen Qinghan's mind.

This doesn't seem like... a sulking act?

……