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Listening to Xia Yu's rapid-fire questions, Jiang Ye could even picture her standing in the cold wind, stamping her feet in anger.

"Honey, don't be angry, let me explain."

Jiang Ye quickly softened his tone, lowering his voice to soothe her, "I was wrong, I was really wrong. Tonight... something urgent happened at my ex-wife's house. It's her 70th birthday, and she insisted on keeping me here. I really couldn't get away, and I probably won't be able to go home tonight."

"Who's your baby? What are you yelling about?" Xia Yu snorted.

He then realized something was wrong.

"At his ex-wife's house?!"

Xia Yu on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then her voice suddenly rose: "Jiang Ye, are you kidding me?! You made me run to your shabby apartment late at night to wait for you, and you went to your ex-wife's house?! Do you think I, Xia Yu, am easy to bully?!"

For some reason, when Xia Yu heard Jiang Ye say that he was at his "ex-wife's house," a strange feeling of sadness welled up in her heart.

"It's not what you think, baby, listen to me..."

Jiang Ye sensed the jealousy in Xia Yu's tone and inwardly groaned. He quickly explained, "I'm divorced from her. I was only here today to appease the old lady. I swear, I didn't even lay a finger on her!"

"What business is it of mine whether you touch her or not?!"

Xia Yu snorted coldly, her tone filled with displeasure: "Since you're busy, then forget it! You've already breached the agreement once this month!"

After saying that, Xia Yu hung up the phone without hesitation.

Hearing the beeping sound from his phone, Jiang Ye sighed helplessly.

This woman has quite a temper.

Jiang Ye put away his phone, pushed open the glass door, and went back into the room.

As soon as he entered, he met Shen Qinghan's eyes, which gleamed with anger and questioning in the darkness.

Although Shen Qinghan was lying in bed, she had been listening intently to the sounds coming from the balcony. Although she couldn't hear exactly what Jiang Ye was saying through the glass door, she heard the word "baby" very clearly!

"Jiang Ye, who were you talking to on the phone just now?!"

Shen Qinghan suddenly sat up in bed, pointed at Jiang Ye's nose, and demanded sharply, "Who are you calling 'baby'?! Do you have another woman on the side?!"

Seeing Shen Qinghan's posture of catching them in the act, Jiang Ye not only didn't panic, but found it somewhat amusing.

"Shen Qinghan, aren't you being a bit too nosy?"

We're divorced. Who I call or call "baby" is none of your business.

"you!"

Shen Qinghan was speechless at Jiang Ye's words, but she still pressed on relentlessly, "Stop using divorce as a shield! Tell me honestly, who is that woman?! Have you been cheating on me behind my back all along?!"

Seeing Shen Qinghan's persistent attitude, Jiang Ye simply stopped pretending.

"Fine, since you insist on knowing, I'll tell you."

"She's not exactly a proper girlfriend, just a...bed partner. What, Mr. Shen, are you so interested in my private life?"

"A bed partner?!"

Upon hearing this word, Shen Qinghan instantly bristled.

She never expected that Jiang Ye, who usually seemed so honest and cowardly that he wouldn't even dare to raise his voice, would actually find a bed partner outside.

"Jiang Ye, have you no shame?!" Shen Qinghan trembled with rage, pointing at Jiang Ye and shouting, "You disgust me!"

"Nausea?"

Jiang Ye sneered and retorted without any politeness: "Shen Qinghan, what right do you have to call me disgusting? Before we were even divorced, didn't you already bring Gu Ziming home, let him into your house, and even make Xinyu call him 'Dad'?"

"It's a double standard: 'Officials are allowed to set fires, but commoners aren't allowed to light lamps'? You, Miss Shen, can get involved with your first love, but I, Jiang Ye, am divorced and looking for a woman to have some fun—what's so disgusting about that?"

"If we're going to have fun, let's all have fun together...!"

"You...you're just making excuses!"

Shen Qinghan was hit where it hurt by Jiang Ye's words, her face turning pale and then red, and she couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal for a long time.

"Alright, I don't have time to argue with you here."

Jiang Ye yawned and said lazily, "If you feel disgusted, go sleep on the floor. I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, Jiang Ye lay back down on the bed and pulled the blanket over his head.

He was really tired.

Last night at the hotel, I spent the entire night with that stunning beauty, Xia Yu.

Six times!

Even with his iron body, he was starting to feel the strain. He'd spent half the day riding his motorcycle in the cold wind, and then he'd just had to deal with the entire Shen family. Now all he wanted was a good night's sleep.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ye's even breathing could be heard from under the covers.

Shen Qinghan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Jiang Ye's back as he slept soundly, feeling so angry that her teeth itched, but she was helpless.

She stared intently at the ceiling, her mind replaying Jiang Ye's expression when he answered the phone, his tender "baby," and his later casual yet thunderous "bedmate."

"How dare he? How could he possibly?!"

Shen Qinghan asked herself this question over and over again.

For the past seven years, Jiang Ye has been like a ghost in the Shen family, a hardworking and dutiful male nanny. He revolves around himself and Xin Yu every day, not even daring to raise his voice. His entire life revolves around the Shen family villa and the underground parking garage of the Shen Group.

How could such a good-for-nothing, such a penniless man who can't even afford to eat if he leaves the Shen family, possibly have a woman outside?

Moreover, judging from the woman's tone on the phone, she seemed quite assertive and had a strong temper.

The more Shen Qinghan thought about it, the more agitated she became. Her chest felt like it was stuffed with a wad of waterlogged cotton, making it hard for her to breathe.

She turned over and looked at Jiang Ye's broad back.

Shen Qinghan gritted her teeth, suddenly threw off the covers and sat up.

She couldn't sleep at all; the sound of Jiang Ye breathing in the room was simply torture.

Shen Qinghan put on a thick coat, quietly opened the door to the room, and went out.

At the end of the second-floor corridor is a spacious sunroom.

Shen Qinghan had just arrived in this room.

A voice suddenly came from the shadows in the corner of the balcony.

"Sis? What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Shen Qinghan was startled. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was her younger sister, Shen Yinyin. She was wearing a bathrobe, holding a cigarette, and leaning against the railing, scrolling through her phone.

"You weren't asleep either, were you?" Shen Qinghan walked over, her brows furrowed slightly. "Wearing so little in this cold weather, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

"I was just chatting with some girlfriends in our group chat. It was too stuffy inside, so I came out for some fresh air."

Shen Yinyin exhaled a smoke ring, looked Shen Qinghan up and down, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips: "What's wrong, sis? You don't look too good. Did that good-for-nothing Jiang Ye upset you? Grandma is really something, forcing you two to sleep in the same room, isn't she just trying to disgust people?"

Hearing her sister mention Jiang Ye, Shen Qinghan's anger flared up again.