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Jiang Ye started the imposing black Mercedes-Benz G-Class. The steel behemoth slowly rolled over the narrow street, and the low growl of the engine attracted the barking of several stray dogs on the roadside.

This remote town has no star-rated hotels. You can't even find a decent national chain budget hotel; there are only a few old-fashioned family-run guesthouses along the roadside.

Jiang Ye drove around for a while and finally parked the car in front of a hotel called "Yuelai".

The neon light on the sign was broken on one side, flashing red light intermittently.

Jiang Ye stepped forward and pushed open the somewhat awkward glass door.

With a creak.

In the front desk, a slightly plump proprietress with a head full of curly hair was eating sunflower seeds and watching a soap opera on the old television on the wall with great interest.

The proprietress didn't even look up when she heard the door open.

but.

When the proprietress caught a glimpse of the couple walking in out of the corner of her eye, the sunflower seeds in her hand instantly fell onto the table, and her eyes widened in disbelief!

Jiang Ye was tall with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He wore a dark, high-end casual suit and exuded a cold and aloof aura that kept strangers at bay.

Han Qingru was even more stunning.

That stunningly beautiful face and alluring figure, even in a simple trench coat, couldn't conceal the air of wealth and privilege cultivated by someone who had long held a position of power.

The two of them standing in this dilapidated little hotel were like two white swans landing in a chicken coop—they were incredibly conspicuous!

In all the years the proprietress has run her shop, she has never seen anyone with such outstanding temperament and extraordinary attire.

She quickly threw away the sunflower seed shells in her hand and greeted them with a big smile.

"Oh, you two distinguished guests, are you looking for a place to stay?"

The proprietress's eyes darted back and forth between Jiang Ye and Han Qingru, her gaze revealing a shrewdness and ambiguity that even adults would understand.

Before Jiang Ye could speak...

The proprietress leaned over the counter and began enthusiastically promoting her products.

"Hey handsome, how about a road trip with your girlfriend to experience life?"

"A double room just became available on the second floor of our house, and the mattress is so soft and big! We just changed the sheets yesterday!"

"Most importantly, that room is at the very back of the corridor, so it's very soundproof!"

The proprietress winked at Jiang Ye, laughing heartily.

"You young people have so much energy, you can do whatever you want tonight, and no one will bother you!"

These words were spoken.

Han Qingru's face turned bright red instantly!

That alluring blush instantly spread from her fair cheeks all the way to her ears!

The usually ruthless and decisive ice queen in the business world was now acting like an innocent girl caught red-handed by her teacher, flustered and at a loss.

"No...no! You've misunderstood, ma'am!"

Han Qingru waved her hands repeatedly, her expression flustered as she hurriedly began to explain.

"We're not in that kind of relationship, we're just siblings!"

Seeing Han Qingru's unusually embarrassed appearance.

Jiang Ye felt as if a feather had gently tickled his heart, and a faint smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

The usually aloof and superior older sister is now looking both ashamed and angry, a sight that never gets old.

He didn't offer any further explanation.

In front of this kind of mercenary proprietress, the more you try to explain, the worse it gets.

Jiang Ye took out two ID cards and several hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and slapped them on the counter.

"Boss lady, stop playing matchmaker."

"I need two single standard rooms, right next to each other."

Seeing Jiang Ye's unquestionable demeanor, the proprietress dared not joke any further, quickly registered his identity, and found two old keys with plastic tags.

"Second floor, rooms 203 and 204, just turn left when you go upstairs."

Jiang Ye took the keys, helped Han Qingru carry her bag, and walked up the somewhat old wooden stairs.

. . . . .

Go up to the second floor.

The motion-activated lights in the corridor were not working properly, making the light very dim and flickering.

The carpet underfoot had a faint musty smell.

The two stopped in front of their respective doors.

Jiang Ye handed the key to room 203 to Han Qingru.

"Big sister, get some rest. Call me anytime if you need anything."

The blush on Han Qingru's face hadn't completely faded yet. She took the keys, somewhat afraid to look into Jiang Ye's deep eyes.

"Okay, you should go to sleep early too. Goodnight."

After saying goodnight to each other.

The air in the corridor suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere became somewhat subtle.

The two were less than half a meter apart, and could even hear each other's slightly rapid breathing.

Unable to bear the intense eye contact, Han Qingru turned around in a panic, inserted the key into the lock, pushed open the door, and fled inside.

"Bang."

The door closed.

Jiang Ye looked at the tightly closed wooden door, shook his head helplessly, and turned to push open the door to room 204.

The room is very small, at most a dozen square meters.

A hard single bed, an old-fashioned, bulky television, and a slightly worn-out old bedside table.

Jiang Ye, who was used to living in a luxurious mansion of several hundred square meters in the city, stepped into this simply furnished room.

He felt no disgust whatsoever.

Instead, an unprecedented sense of security welled up within me.

This small room is filled with the warmth of everyday life, devoid of those cutthroat reports and cold, calculating financial matters.

Jiang Ye took off his coat and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The soundproofing of the old houses in this town is indeed ridiculously bad.

Separated by a thin wall.

He could clearly hear the creaking sound of Han Qingru opening her door next door.

I heard the dull thud as she placed her purse on the table.

I could hear the faint sounds of her taking off her high heels, changing into hotel plastic slippers, and walking back and forth in the room.

Even the sound of the wardrobe zipper being pulled open could be heard clearly.

The thought that Han Qingru was right next to him, separated by only a wall, was unbearable.

Just thinking about her beautiful and alluring figure...

This feeling of being so close yet maintaining a restrained distance is even more agonizing than being face-to-face!

It's like an invisible fire, slowly burning in my heart.

Jiang Ye's heart involuntarily quickened.

He sat quietly by the bed, listening to everything happening next door, unable to calm down for a long time.

The ice-cold beer I drank at the barbecue stall has now completely lost its cooling effect.

Jiang Ye felt that the room was a bit stuffy, and even his breath felt hot.

If we stay here any longer, we'll definitely develop health problems.

Jiang Ye stood up, went to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on his face to clear his head.

Then, he opened the door and went out.

Arriving at the door of room 203 next door, Jiang Ye raised his hand and knocked on Han Qingru's door.

"Knock knock knock".

A few seconds later, the door was opened.

Han Qingru stood behind the door, looking at Jiang Ye outside with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong, Ono? Why aren't you asleep so late?"

Jiang Ye scratched the back of his head and made an excuse, suggesting:

"Big sister, this room is so stuffy, I can't sleep no matter how much I toss and turn."

"We ate too much barbecue just now. If you're not sleepy either, how about we take a walk in town to digest?"

Han Qingru looked at Jiang Ye and chuckled softly.

In the quiet night of this small town, she was indeed wide awake.

Han Qingru readily agreed.

"Okay, then wait for me for a minute while I change into something more comfortable."