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Shen Qinghan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help herself and told Shen Yinyin everything that had happened in the room, including Jiang Ye calling someone "baby" on the phone and admitting that he had a "bed partner" outside.

"What?! A bed partner?!"

After hearing this, Shen Yinyin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, clutching her stomach.

"Sis, are you stupid? You actually believe this kind of nonsense?"

Shen Yinyin stubbed out her cigarette and said with a look of disdain, "Don't you even use your brain? What is Jiang Ye? He's been our driver for seven years. He only gets that 20,000 yuan a month from you. Women these days are so materialistic. Who would sleep with someone who doesn't have money? Are you suggesting we go find those streetwalkers who charge a few dozen yuan a time?"

Shen Qinghan was still somewhat hesitant:

"But... when he answered the phone just now, his tone was really gentle, and that woman seemed to be yelling at him on the phone..."

"Oh, my silly sister, isn't this easy?"

Shen Yinyin snorted coldly, with an expression that seemed to see through everything: "Jiang Ye is just making this up to annoy you because he's been provoked!"

"Think about it, today is Grandma's birthday, and you brought Gu Ziming back. Gu Ziming is not only handsome, but also the vice president of the department, and Xinyu is so attached to him. How can Jiang Ye feel when he sees you three so happy together? His poor male pride must have suffered a serious blow!"

"That's why he deliberately hired someone to act, or just talked to thin air, deliberately let you hear that 'baby,' deliberately made up some kind of bed partner. He did all this simply to regain some face in front of you, to make you jealous, to prove that he still has women after leaving you!"

Shen Yinyin patted Shen Qinghan on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Sister, the best way to deal with this kind of man who's so obsessed with saving face is to ignore him! The more you care, the more smug he becomes. You don't need to pay any attention to him; just kick him out first thing tomorrow morning. You're single now, and Gu Ziming is waiting for you. Why bother with that good-for-nothing?"

After listening to her sister's clear and logical analysis, Shen Qinghan felt as if she had been enlightened and suddenly understood.

Yes!

Jiang Ye is a penniless man, how could any woman possibly be willing to throw herself at him?

Everything he did tonight, including sending that million-dollar gold Buddha statue and that inexplicable phone call just now, was all a bluff! He was trying to get my attention with such clumsy tactics, trying to make me feel threatened!

"This Jiang Ye is getting more and more despicable; he's even resorting to such underhanded tactics!"

Shen Qinghan cursed inwardly, but at the same time, she also felt an unprecedented sense of relief and ease.

As long as Jiang Ye doesn't actually have another woman outside, and as long as he's still trying to attract her attention in this way, it means that he still has feelings for her.

He remains that pitiful creature, firmly under his own control.

"Alright, I got it. Go back to sleep early, don't catch a cold."

Shen Qinghan was in a great mood, and her tone became light and cheerful.

She turned and went back to her room.

Looking at Jiang Ye, who was still fast asleep in bed, Shen Qinghan's eyes no longer held anger and jealousy, but instead a condescending pity and mockery.

"Keep acting, just keep acting. Let's see how long you can keep up this act."

Shen Qinghan sneered, walked to the other side of the bed, lay down, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

……

The next day.

七点。

The winter morning light shone through the gaps in the curtains and onto the floor of the guest room.

Jiang Ye threw off the covers, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up quickly.

When he dried his face and came out, he found that Shen Qinghan had also woken up.

Shen Qinghan had clearly dressed up carefully today. She took off the silk nightgown she wore last night and put on a very form-fitting, high-end black pencil skirt, with a beige cashmere coat draped over it.

At this moment, Shen Qinghan was sitting in front of her dressing table, putting on a pair of exquisite pearl earrings.

Hearing Jiang Ye come out of the bathroom, she subtly observed his reaction through the vanity mirror in front of her.

After her younger sister Shen Yinyin's "enlightenment" last night, Shen Qinghan was now certain that Jiang Ye's so-called "bed partner" was definitely made up to annoy her.

Since it's all an act, Jiang Ye will definitely take a second look at her now that she's dressed up so beautifully and looks so sexy and charming. He might even regret being ignored last night and come over to save face.

After all, in the past, as long as Jiang Ye gave him a slightly nice look, even if it was just wearing a new dress, he would be like a child who had received candy, circling around her with amazed eyes and sparing no words of praise.

However, what made Shen Qinghan extremely disappointed and even somewhat annoyed was...

When Jiang Ye came out of the restroom, his gaze swept over her indifferently, without any surprise or longing in his eyes.

There was no fluctuation at all.

He walked straight to the bedside, picked up his phone and car keys, put them in the pocket of his motorcycle jacket, and then turned to leave.

"You're just leaving like that?"

Shen Qinghan finally couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, turned around abruptly, and coldly called out to him.

Jiang Ye stopped, turned around, and raised an eyebrow slightly: "Otherwise what? It's already dawn, the play is over, what am I still doing here?"

Seeing Jiang Ye's eagerness to sever ties and his unwillingness to stay even a second longer, Shen Qinghan's sense of imbalance instantly reached its peak.

She walked quickly in her high heels to Jiang Ye, blocking his way.

"Jiang Ye, what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for?"

Shen Qinghan raised her head, staring intently into Jiang Ye's eyes, her tone laced with accusation and resentment: "Last night, we slept in the same bed, and you actually didn't touch me at all! Before, you were always so eager and flustered, but now you're pretending to be a saint?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ye almost laughed out of exasperation at the woman's train of thought.

"Shen Qinghan, do you have masochistic tendencies?"

Jiang Ye's eyes were full of mockery: "Last night you warned me not to touch you. What? Now that I've done as you wished and haven't touched you, you're unhappy? You feel unbalanced?"

"Don't use my words as an excuse!"

Shen Qinghan bit her red lips, her expression one of knowing exactly what Jiang Ye was thinking: "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Last night you deliberately answered that phone call, deliberately called someone else 'baby,' and even made up some 'bed partner' to annoy me, wasn't it all just to get my attention and make me jealous?"

"Jiang Ye, let me tell you, your 'playing hard to get' trick is so childish! You're a penniless wretch without a job, what woman would be blind enough to be your bed partner? Even if you want to regain your male pride, at least come up with a decent reason!"

Seeing Shen Qinghan's self-righteous and confident demeanor, as if she were acting, Jiang Ye shook his head helplessly.

This woman is hopeless.

Why do I have so many inner monologues?