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Seeing Xia Yu's flustered appearance, Jiang Ye casually asked, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry so early in the morning?"

"I can't get a taxi, and Xiaoxiao is stuck in traffic on her way to pick me up." Xia Yu rubbed her temples in frustration. "There's an extremely important general meeting at nine o'clock today. If I'm late, those old guys will probably start gossiping about me behind my back."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ye placed the milk on the dining table and glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Wait for your secretary to come pick you up? How long are you going to wait?"

"At this hour, all the main roads in Hanju are blocked. Even if she arrives in half an hour and takes you back to the company, you won't be able to sit in the meeting room until 10 o'clock."

"What should I do? I can't just walk there!" Xia Yu was extremely anxious.

Jiang Ye chuckled, turned around and walked to the entrance, picked up a black car key from the cabinet, and tossed it twice in his hand.

"Let's go, don't wait up, I'll take you."

Although Xia Yu was full of doubts, she had no other choice but to quickly follow Jiang Ye into the elevator in her high heels.

The two arrived at the underground parking garage.

Jiang Ye pressed the remote key in his hand.

“Ding Di—”

With two crisp unlocking sounds, a massive vehicle parked in the shadows lit up its sharp headlights.

Xia Yu stared intently, and was instantly stunned.

That wasn't a car at all, but a heavy-duty rally motorcycle with an extremely rugged design and massive size!

The black and gray body, the towering fuel tank, the thick exhaust pipe, and the iconic "beak" design on the front all highlight the wildness and violence of this machine.

This is a top-of-the-line BMW R1250GS Adventure.

"You...you're kidding me?" Xia Yu's eyes widened as she pointed at the steel behemoth in front of her, which was much taller than her, her face filled with disbelief. "You want me to ride this to the company?!"

She glanced down at her outfit.

A haute couture business suit, a tight-fitting pencil skirt, and seven-centimeter stilettos on her feet.

This outfit makes her look like an elegant female CEO sitting in the back of a car, but if she were straddling this wild motorcycle, the image would be too beautiful to even imagine!

"I'm not kidding." Jiang Ye walked to the car, took a long stride, and sat in the driver's seat with great ease. He gripped the handlebars and turned to look at Xia Yu. "It's 8:10 in the morning. I assure you, this is currently the only mode of transportation in all of Hanzhou that can get you to the Blue Ocean Building on time."

"But how am I supposed to sit dressed like this!" Xia Yu stomped her foot in embarrassment and annoyance, her cheeks flushed red.

"Lift your skirt up a little and straddle it, it's up to you." Jiang Ye took a spare black full-face helmet from the aluminum alloy trunk at the back of the car and handed it to Xia Yu. "Time waits for no one, Ms. Xia, please get in the car."

Xia Yu gritted her teeth.

She took the helmet and clumsily put it on. Then she walked to the motorcycle, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the dangerous side-sit position. Gritting her teeth, she lifted her pencil skirt slightly and carefully climbed onto the back seat.

Because of the skirt, a section of her thigh was inevitably exposed, and her fair skin looked particularly dazzling in the dim lighting of the underground parking garage.

"Hold on tight and hold on to me," Jiang Ye reminded him.

At first, Xia Yu was a little shy and reserved.

After all, she was a high-ranking female CEO who usually maintained a safe distance from men, let alone hugging a man tightly in public.

She simply reached out and gently grasped the hems of Jiang Ye's windbreaker, deliberately leaning back to keep a distance of about ten centimeters from his back.

Jiang Ye saw her awkward expression in the rearview mirror and a mischievous smile crept onto his lips.

"boom--!"

Jiang Ye pressed the ignition switch, and the horizontally opposed twin-cylinder engine instantly emitted a deep and powerful roar that echoed in the empty underground garage, making Xia Yu's heart tremble.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ye gripped the clutch with his left hand, shifted into first gear with his left foot, and suddenly twisted the accelerator with his right hand.

The heavy BMW Waterbird, like a beast awakened from its slumber, darted off in an instant.

"what!"

Xia Yu screamed in fright, her body jerking backward due to inertia, almost falling off the back seat.

Before she could regain her balance, Jiang Ye suddenly squeezed the front brake again.

The powerful braking force caused the motorcycle to come to a sudden stop.

This time, inertia propelled Xia Yu's body forward with a violent lurch.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

Xia Yu slammed into Jiang Ye's broad, sturdy back with perfect precision. Her two incredibly soft breasts pressed against Jiang Ye's back without reservation, and even slightly deformed and bounced back due to the force of the impact.

Jiang Ye felt an amazing elasticity and warmth on his back, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily as he felt a secret thrill.

"Jiang Ye! You bastard! You did this on purpose!"

Xia Yu, still shaken, scolded loudly through her helmet.

"I told you to hold on tight, but you didn't listen," Jiang Ye said seriously, suppressing a laugh. "This car is powerful. If you don't hold on tighter, I can't guarantee you won't be thrown off once we get on the main road."

Xia Yu was so angry she wanted to bite him, but she knew he was telling the truth. She could only blush and press her body tightly against Jiang Ye's back, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Feeling the amazing sensation coming from behind, Jiang Ye smiled with satisfaction, drove his motorcycle out of the underground parking garage, and merged into the morning rush hour traffic.

The streets of Hanju were indeed as congested as a giant parking lot in the morning.

Cars lined up in a long queue, horns blaring incessantly, and drivers peering out, their faces filled with anxiety and helplessness.

However, this is not a problem at all for Jiang Ye's BMW GS.

Jiang Ye was an excellent driver, skillfully weaving between cars on his massive motorcycle. Every acceleration, deceleration, and cornering maneuver was executed with effortless ease.

At first, Xia Yu was so nervous that she closed her eyes and held Jiang Ye's waist tightly with both hands, afraid that she might accidentally crash into the car next to her.

But after a while, she found that Jiang Ye was driving very steadily.

She slowly opened her eyes, watching as the cars that were blocked on both sides were left behind one by one, feeling the cool morning breeze blowing in through the gaps in her helmet, and listening to the rhythmic roar of the engines.

An unprecedented and wonderful feeling spread through Xia Yu's heart.

She usually sits in the back of a Maybach worth millions. Although it is comfortable and luxurious, she feels like a canary in a fine cage, looking at the same old scenery outside the window, her mind filled with endless loans and reports.

But now, sitting on this two-wheeled machine with no shelter and the wind blowing directly on her, the feeling of speed made her feel a long-lost sense of freedom and release.

Before she knew it, Xia Yu's tense body relaxed, and she even began to enjoy the thrill of weaving through traffic.