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More than half an hour later, Jiang Ye's motorcycle came to a steady stop in the most bustling CBD area in downtown Hanzhou.

Jiang Ye parked his motorcycle and looked up.

Before me stands a towering, modern office building. The entire facade is made of deep blue, fully frameless glass curtain walls, which, under the sunlight, resemble a shimmering blue ocean, exuding grandeur.

At the top of the building, the four gold-plated characters "Blue Ocean Group" shine brightly, showcasing the formidable strength of this leading local real estate company in Hanzhou.

Compared to the somewhat old office building of the Shen Group, the Blue Ocean Building is undoubtedly several levels higher.

Jiang Ye walked into the spacious and bright lobby on the first floor with his hands in his pockets and an expression as if nothing had happened.

After giving Xia Yu's name to the receptionist, the receptionist was somewhat surprised by Jiang Ye's ordinary casual attire, but she still maintained a professional smile and respectfully led him to the VIP elevator reserved for the president.

The elevator went straight up to the top floor, the 68th floor, without any pauses.

With a "ding," the elevator doors slowly slid open to both sides.

As Jiang Ye stepped out of the elevator, a young woman dressed in a black business suit and wearing black-rimmed glasses walked towards him, looking very capable.

"You must be Jiang Ye?"

The girl looked Jiang Ye up and down, her eyes filled with scrutiny and even undisguised hostility.

"I am. And you are?" Jiang Ye was somewhat puzzled.

"I'm Lin Xiaoxiao, CEO Xia's chief secretary," the girl replied curtly. "CEO Xia is currently holding a high-level meeting in Conference Room One, and it'll probably be a while before it ends. Please come to my office and wait for her."

After saying that, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't wait for Jiang Ye's reply and walked ahead to lead the way in her high heels.

Jiang Ye touched his nose, thinking to himself that he didn't think he had offended this female secretary, so why did she act like she was on fire the moment they met?

Following Lin Xiaoxiao through a thickly carpeted corridor, the two arrived at an extremely spacious CEO's office.

"Please sit wherever you like."

Lin Xiaoxiao pointed to the leather sofa in the reception area, then walked to the bar counter, filled a glass with warm water, and placed it heavily on the coffee table in front of Jiang Ye with a bad attitude.

A few drops of water splashed out.

Jiang Ye looked at the glass of plain water without even tea leaves, raised an eyebrow slightly, and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao with a half-smile: "Secretary Lin, I don't think I owe you any money, do I?"

"You don't owe me any money, but you've taken an enormous advantage of our CEO Xia!"

Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to be a straightforward person who couldn't keep a secret. Seeing that Jiang Ye still dared to tease her, she immediately became furious and glared down at him.

"I really don't understand. Our CEO Xia is so outstanding, the young talents and wealthy scions who pursue her could line up from Hanzhou to Paris! She usually doesn't even give those men a second glance, so how come you, such an ordinary person, got to snag her!"

Lin Xiaoxiao felt increasingly sorry for her boss as she spoke: "It's one thing to take advantage of a bargain, but he doesn't even use protection, and now he makes her take emergency contraception!"

"Don't you, a grown man, know how harmful that drug is to a woman's body?!"

Jiang Ye paused slightly as he drank the water.

Jiang Ye found it somewhat amusing to listen to Lin Xiaoxiao's barrage of accusations.

It seems that Xia Yu did not hide the absurd incident that happened at the hotel last night from her secretary.

"Alright, Secretary Lin, I've seen your loyalty."

Jiang Ye put down his water glass and smiled faintly: "However, this is a private matter between your CEO Xia and me. As for who took advantage of whom, it's really hard to say. You go ahead and do your thing; I'll wait for her here."

"You... Hmph! You're getting the benefit and still acting innocent!"

Lin Xiaoxiao was furious at Jiang Ye's unyielding attitude. She glared at him fiercely, turned around, and stormed out of the office in her high heels, closing the door behind her.

The office returned to silence.

Jiang Ye stood up and began to look around at Xia Yu's private territory.

The office is very large, with a floor area of ​​over 200 square meters. The decoration style leans towards a minimalist modern style, with black, white and gray as the main colors. There are not too many complicated decorations, but every piece of furniture and every ornament exudes an understated luxury.

From the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the bustling cityscape of Hanju City.

Jiang Ye walked around the office, his gaze suddenly drawn to a hidden door behind the desk.

The door wasn't closed properly, leaving a crack.

Jiang Ye walked over, gently pushed open the door, and peeked inside.

Inside was a surprisingly spacious private lounge. It not only had a large double bed, but also a wardrobe, a dressing table, and even a luxurious bathroom with a bathtub.

A faint, distinctive perfume scent, unique to Xia Yu, wafted through the air.

"This woman certainly knows how to enjoy herself."

Jiang Ye muttered something to himself and casually closed the door to the lounge.

As he turned around, his gaze swept over Xia Yu's large mahogany desk, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on an upside-down photo frame.

The picture frame is made of pure silver, with delicate patterns engraved on the edges.

Jiang Ye was a little curious, so he walked over and reached out to flip the upside-down photo frame over.

There are two people in the photo.

One is Xia Yu. In the photo, she looks a few years younger than she does now. Instead of wearing the powerful business suit she wears now, she's wearing a simple white dress, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders. Her smile is as bright as a carefree college student, and her eyes are full of longing and innocence for the future.

Standing next to her was a middle-aged man wearing a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

The man looked to be in his early forties, with deep-set features, a refined demeanor, and a gentle smile on his lips. He had one hand lightly on Xia Yu's shoulder, and the two seemed to have a very close relationship.

Jiang Ye's gaze lingered on the middle-aged man's face for a few seconds.

He suddenly remembered the name Xia Yu had unconsciously uttered last night on the messy bed in the hotel, when she was overcome with passion.

"Sea of ​​clouds..."

Jiang Ye frowned slightly.

This man is probably the one Xia Yu kept mentioning after getting drunk, the one named Yunhai.

Jiang Ye seemed a little strange.

Xia Yu clearly has another man in her heart, so their relationship should be more than just ordinary.

But why was it Xia Yu's first time during that crazy night?

Could it be that these two people only have a spiritual Platonic relationship?

But judging from the relationship between the two people in the photo, they seem quite close, right?

Looking at the intimate pose of the two in the photo, Jiang Ye suddenly felt a very subtle jealousy that he himself did not even notice.

But this feeling only lasted for a second before Jiang Ye quickly extinguished it.

"Ha, what am I doing?"

Jiang Ye shook his head self-deprecatingly and placed the pure silver photo frame upside down on his desk again.

He had just climbed out of the quagmire of his seven-year-long, humiliating relationship with Shen Qinghan, and had finally regained his freedom. How could he possibly fall into the emotional vortex of another woman so easily?

Moreover, his relationship with Xia Yu was a transaction with a clear price tag from the very beginning.

He needed someone to satisfy his physical needs, while Xia Yu needed a nominal partner.

Everyone gets what they need without interfering with each other.

"Motorcycle touring is my current direction."

Jiang Ye walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down at the traffic flowing like ants, and let out a long sigh.

Isn't it good as it is now?

He maintained a nominal relationship with Xia Yu, received a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan, and could legitimately enjoy the physical pleasure brought by this stunning beauty.

Most importantly, you don't have to take responsibility, you don't have to be suspicious, and you don't have to please others.

Who cares about the sea of ​​clouds or who she has in her heart, as long as she belongs to me in bed, that's all that matters.

Having figured this out, Jiang Ye instantly felt relieved.

He sat down on the sofa and casually picked up a business magazine to read.

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