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It must be said, Xia Yu is truly a stunning beauty.

Even if she was just wearing casual clothes, even if she did nothing but sit there typing on the keyboard, she was still the most dazzling presence in the entire bar.

Jiang Ye stood by the bar, drinking his wine and observing the scene with great interest.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, a young man dressed in designer clothes, who thought he was very handsome, approached with a wine glass.

"Beautiful lady, all alone? Working overtime at a bar this late at night must be so boring. How about I buy you a drink and we can make friends?" The man gave what he thought was a charming smile and leaned forward deliberately.

Xia Yu didn't even pause typing, her eyes fixed on the computer screen. She parted her red lips slightly and coldly uttered two words:

"Get out of here."

The voice wasn't loud, but the chilling coldness and disgust emanating from it instantly froze the man's smile on his face.

"What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for! Isn't the point of coming to a bar to have fun?" The man felt he had lost face and was somewhat embarrassed and angry.

Xia Yu finally stopped what she was doing. She raised her head, her beautiful but icy eyes coldly sweeping over the man.

"I'm saying it one last time, get out of the way! I'm busy!"

The powerful aura of someone accustomed to being in a position of authority instantly intimidated the man. He swallowed hard, muttered a few self-deprecating curses, and slunk away with his wine glass in hand.

Jiang Ye watched from the side and couldn't help but laugh.

This was the third wave of people he had seen try to strike up a conversation with in just ten minutes, only to be rejected.

Jiang Ye downed the beer in his glass in one gulp, placed the empty glass on the bar, and strode straight toward Xia Yu's booth.

Many men in the bar who had been secretly watching Xia Yu showed expressions of anticipation as Jiang Ye walked over.

"Another one who's not afraid of death."

"Dressed so casually, you dare to hit on that kind of ice queen? Just watch, you'll definitely get a severe scolding."

Amidst the gloating gazes of the crowd, Jiang Ye walked directly to the opposite side of Xia Yu, casually pulled out a chair, and plopped down in it.

Xia Yu was staring at a complicated financial statement when she sensed someone sitting opposite her, and her brows furrowed even more.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? I told you to..."

Xia Yu raised her head angrily, ready to lash out, but the moment she saw the face opposite her, she swallowed the rest of her sentence.

"Eno?"

Xia Yu looked surprised, then a hint of annoyance flashed in her beautiful eyes as she glared at him fiercely: "Why is it you? Why are you like a piece of chewing gum, I can't shake you off? You follow me wherever I go!"

Faced with Xia Yu's cold face, Jiang Ye was not angry at all. Instead, he rested his chin on his hand and looked at her with a smile.

"Mr. Xia, you're wronging me. Hanzhou is such a big city, how was I supposed to know you'd be working overtime at a bar? It's just fate."

Looking at Xia Yu's charmingly glaring eyes earlier, Jiang Ye couldn't help but praise, "But to be honest, President Xia, even when you're glaring, you're so beautiful. However, on a weekend night, everyone else is drinking and listening to music, and you're out here at a bar typing on a keyboard—don't you think it's a bit of a mood killer?"

"Mind your own business!"

Xia Yu slammed her laptop shut in annoyance, looking at him coldly: "We already made it very clear yesterday, the agreement is void, the cooperation is null and void. What are you trying to do by coming over here to get close to me now?"

Jiang Ye leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear, in an ambiguous manner:

"Mr. Xia, you can't say that. Although the agreement is broken, we still had a relationship where we were intimate six times a night. As the saying goes, even a night of passion can create a hundred days of kindness. Even if we can't have an employment relationship, we don't have to become enemies the moment we meet, do we?"

"you……!"

Upon hearing the words "six times in one night," Xia Yu's originally cool and fair face flushed red to the roots of her ears.

She glanced around nervously, then gritted her teeth and cursed, "Jiang Ye! You filthy scoundrel! If you dare spout any more nonsense, believe me, I'll break your legs!"

Seeing Xia Yu's humiliated and indignant state, like a cat with its fur standing on end, Jiang Ye felt a great sense of wicked pleasure.

Instead of stopping, he laughed even more wickedly.

"Break my legs?"

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering unabashedly on Xia Yu's alluring red lips. He said meaningfully, "President Xia, I have three legs, you know. Which one do you want to break? If you break the middle one, what will you use later?"

Jiang Ye didn't know why either.

Perhaps it's because they've said goodbye to the Shen family and feel no burden in their hearts.

Perhaps it's just a difference in aura; in front of Xia Yu, I feel completely at ease.

So much so that when I talk to Xia Yu, I always feel that I have a lot of control over my words.

Xia Yu was stunned for a second. When she realized the vulgar joke Jiang Ye had made, she was furious.

"Jiang Ye! You're disgusting! Shameless! Unscrupulous!"

Xia Yu kicked Jiang Ye hard under the table, her chest heaving with anger.

As the president of a large corporation, she usually interacts with respectable business people, so how could she possibly resist Jiang Ye's harassment, which resembled that of a street thug?

"Hiss—you're trying to murder your husband!" Jiang Ye gasped, rubbing his calf, but still grinned.

The two sat in the booth and started bickering back and forth.

However, this scene was interpreted in a completely different way by the other people in the bar.

Those men who were originally waiting to see Jiang Ye suffer a setback now had their eyes practically popping out of their sockets, their faces filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Holy crap! What's going on? That kid not only wasn't kicked out, he actually sat down?"

"Are you blind?! Didn't you see that ice queen's face turn red? This isn't flirting, it's clearly a couple flirting!"

"Damn it, all the good cabbages have been eaten by pigs!"

Just as the two were bickering, the resident singer on stage finished singing a song and went offstage to rest.

As Jiang Ye listened to the empty accompaniment on stage, he suddenly felt a little itchy in his hands.

"Wait here for me."

Jiang Ye stood up and, without waiting for Xia Yu to speak, strode onto the stage.

He whispered a few words to the sound engineer next to him, then picked up an acoustic guitar, pulled over a high stool, sat down, and adjusted the height of the microphone.

When the patrons in the bar saw a guest going on stage, they all quieted down and turned their attention to the stage.

Xia Yu was also stunned. She looked at Jiang Ye, who was sitting under the spotlight and holding a guitar, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Is that man playing the guitar again?

Jiang Ye gently plucked the strings a few times with his slender fingers to test the sound.

Then, a crisp and familiar guitar intro slowly flowed through the quiet bar.

Jiang Ye leaned close to the microphone, his slightly hoarse yet weathered voice echoing through the hall:

"Nothing can stop us..."

"Your yearning for freedom..."

"A life of boundless imagination..."

"Your heart is free of all attachments..."

It's a song called "Blue Lotus" by Xu Wei.