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A brief silence fell over the carriage.

Jiang Ye leaned back in the passenger seat, watching the night view rushing past the window, but his mind was racing.

Given Xia Yu's current net worth and status as the female CEO of Blue Ocean Group with assets exceeding 100 billion, she usually frequents the most upscale places. How could she possibly keep such a dilapidated domestic car worth only a few hundred thousand yuan for no reason? Moreover, judging from her tense and protective demeanor just now, this car clearly has extraordinary significance for her.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Jiang Ye.

He recalled the day he went to Blue Ocean Group to sign an agreement with Xia Yu, and the photo he had inadvertently glimpsed on the desk in her CEO's office. Although he had only glanced at it, he vaguely remembered that the person in the photo was a man.

Then he remembered that night when Xia Yu was also drunk in this bar, and when he picked her up and took her back to his room, she kept muttering a name in pain.

Yunhai.

All the clues connected instantly at that moment.

"oh--"

Jiang Ye suddenly drew out his words, looking as if he had just realized something. He turned to look at Xia Yu, who was focused on driving, and a smile appeared on his lips that he thought he had seen through everything.

"I see."

Jiang Ye slapped his thigh, his tone both teasing and confident: "Xia Yu, I know why you leave your luxury car and insist on driving this beat-up car."

Xia Yu frowned slightly, her gaze still fixed on the road ahead, ignoring him.

Jiang Ye persisted, saying, "This car, you and that man named 'Yunhai' bought it together, right? Or rather, it was left to you by that man? This car is filled with your stories, which is why you've always been reluctant to sell it, isn't it?"

"squeak--!"

As soon as Jiang Ye finished speaking, Xia Yu slammed on the brakes.

The old tires screeched as they rubbed against the asphalt, and the car shook violently.

Xia Yu gripped the steering wheel tightly.

She turned her head sharply, her once clear and cold eyes now filled with shock, panic, and even a hint of anger at having her sore spot touched.

"How did you know?!"

Xia Yu's voice trembled slightly as she stared intently at Jiang Ye: "Who told you? How do you know that name?!"

Seeing Xia Yu's alarmed expression, Jiang Ye not only failed to realize the seriousness of the situation, but also found it somewhat amusing.

"Do I need anyone to tell me that?"

Jiang Ye shrugged and smiled easily: "That day when I went to your office to sign the contract, wasn't there a photo on your desk? Although you covered it up, I still saw it. Also, that night you were completely drunk at the hotel, and when I picked you up, you hugged me and cried your eyes out, constantly repeating the name 'Yunhai,' and asking him why he abandoned you."

"President Xia, I never would have guessed! You usually act like an ice queen, someone you can't approach, but it turns out you're quite the romantic."

"Stop talking!" Xia Yu suddenly interrupted Jiang Ye sharply.

Her chest heaved violently, her eyes instantly reddened, and her breathing became rapid and erratic.

The name she had buried deep in her heart, a name she dared not even touch, was now spoken by Jiang Ye in such a flippant tone in public. It was as if someone was holding a rusty knife and viciously twisting at her old scars.

"Jiang Ye, I'm warning you, don't mention it again!"

Xia Yu gritted her teeth, her voice trembling slightly with suppressed emotion: "From now on, you are never allowed to mention the words 'Yunhai' in front of me! Never, ever!"

Jiang Ye seemed somewhat dismissive of Xia Yu's warning.

In his view, everyone is an adult, and who doesn't have a past?

He had just ended a seven-year failed marriage and was kicked out by his ex-wife. Now he's let it go and is eating and drinking as usual, isn't he?

Now that the two have been intimate, and even just kissed passionately in the street, Jiang Ye naturally assumed that their relationship was close enough that they could share these past "gossips" with each other.

"Hey, why are you so agitated?"

Jiang Ye didn't shut up. Instead, he shifted into a more comfortable position in his chair and comforted her with the air of someone who'd been there before: "What's the big deal? Don't I have a story about an ex-wife too? I've been married and divorced. What's wrong with you having had a relationship? Everyone has experiences and stories as they get older. It's okay, I don't mind."

Looking at Xia Yu's tense face, Jiang Ye's curiosity was completely piqued.

"But to be honest, I am quite curious."

Jiang Ye stroked his chin, pressing him like a curious child, "You're the president of the prestigious Blue Ocean Group, worth hundreds of billions, so beautiful, and with such a stunning figure. Who exactly is that jerk Yun Hai? Is he out of his mind? How could he bear to dump such a beauty like you? How exactly did he ditch you? Tell me, and I'll join you in cursing him!"

"I told you to stop talking!!"

Summer rain suddenly broke out.

Jiang Ye turned his head, somewhat bewildered, and looked at Xia Yu in the driver's seat.

At this moment, Xia Yu gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, her eyes brimming with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Those eyes, which usually exuded aloofness and wisdom, were now staring intently at Jiang Ye with an extremely cold, unfamiliar, and even somewhat hateful gaze.

"get off."

Xia Yu's lips trembled slightly as she squeezed out two words through gritted teeth. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was as cold as the Siberian wind, devoid of any warmth.

Jiang Ye was stunned.

He looked at Xia Yu's icy face, and for a moment his mind couldn't process it.

"No... Xia Yu, is it really that serious?"

Jiang Ye frowned, a nameless anger rising within him. He felt he had only asked casually, showing interest in her past, so why was this woman suddenly turning her back on him?

"I only mentioned your ex-boyfriend once, why are you so angry? We're all adults, the past is the past. Why are you protecting that jerk who dumped you? You can't even mention him?"

Jiang Ye tried to defend himself, feeling that Xia Yu's temper was completely inexplicable.

However, Xia Yu completely ignored his argument.

She reached out her trembling hand and pressed the door unlock button on the center console.

"Click".

The car door locks are open.

Xia Yu turned her head, staring straight at the dark street ahead, not even glancing at Jiang Ye. Her tone was icy cold as she repeated, word by word:

"I'm telling you to get off the bus."

Seeing Xia Yu's resolute and cold demeanor, Jiang Ye knew that this woman was truly enraged, and in a furious way that left no room for negotiation.

"Fine! I'll get off! You think you're so high and mighty, so great!"

Jiang Ye's pride was also stirred up.

Jiang Ye hated nothing more than being rejected. Since the other party didn't appreciate it, why should he stay in the car?

He unbuckled his seatbelt, pushed open the car door, and strode out.