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8:30 p.m.

Located in the center of Pinggu District, the largest banquet hall on the second floor of Pinggu Jinhai Hotel.

Four huge red solid wood round tables were arranged in a row.

Bright light shone from the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and the air conditioner was blowing warm air at full blast.

The banquet hall was full of people.

In addition to the filming team and technicians brought by Wang Ye, there was also the village secretary of Beishan Village, more than a dozen core fruit farmer representatives, as well as senior executives and on-site logistics backbone of SF Express Beijing Region.

The cold dishes were already neatly arranged on the table.

Braised beef, cold black fungus salad, Pinggu canned peaches, and specialty fried Sichuan peppercorn sprouts.

The chefs in the kitchen are working hard to prepare the main dishes.

Steamed yellow croaker, braised pork knuckle, roasted lamb chops, and farm-style chicken soup were served one after another.

It exudes the aroma of meat and the rich fragrance of Wuliangye liquor.

The village party secretary, a sixty-year-old man, was carrying a glass dispensing container filled with strong liquor. He led several elderly fruit farmers and jogged up to Wang Ye.

The old man's eyes were red-rimmed, and he held a wine glass in both hands, his back bent very low.

"Chairman Wang! My great benefactor!"

"On behalf of all the more than two hundred fruit farmers in the village, I would like to offer you three cups of wine!"

"If it weren't for your live stream today, selling out those 100,000 jin of apples in just one minute, we really wouldn't have made it through this winter!"

"Those unscrupulous buyers were completely dumbfounded this afternoon. They came to the village entrance asking who bought the goods, and I, the old man, pointed at their noses and told them to get lost!"

"That's so satisfying! It's all thanks to you, Chairman Wang!"

The atmosphere at the table was instantly ignited.

Dozens of fruit farmers and SF Express staff stood up and applauded.

Wang Ye stood up from the main seat, holding a small wine glass filled with baijiu in his hand.

He remained calm and supported the village secretary's arm, preventing the old man from bending over.

"Uncle, stop with all this fancy formalities."

"It's just a small favor. Good products will naturally find buyers. We all earn our living through our own abilities."

"Everyone has worked hard all year, so today's meal is all-you-can-eat and you can drink as much as you want."

Wang Ye tilted his head back and gulped down the spicy liquid in the glass without even flinching.

"Great! Mr. Wang, you're very agreeable!"

A deafening roar of cheers erupted in the banquet hall.

As they toasted each other, the effects of the alcohol gradually intensified.

The logistics director of SF Express came over and downed three full glasses with Wang Ye, patting his chest and guaranteeing that all the apples would be shipped to the whole country on the earliest cargo plane that night.

Several young men from Beishan Village, their faces flushed and necks red from drinking, lined up with their glasses to offer toasts.

Wang Ye accepted all alcohol, which was metabolized very quickly, leaving him without even a hint of intoxication.

In contrast, Wen Xiaoya, who was sitting next to Wang Ye, was in a semi-paralyzed state.

The girl never drinks alcohol.

She couldn't resist the enthusiastic aunties in the village offering her a glass of their homemade chokecherry wine, and she reluctantly took two small sips.

At this moment, her cheeks were flushed with an alluring rosy hue, her large eyes were watery, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

She held a bowl of steaming chicken soup in both hands and sipped it slowly.

Her docile, submissive demeanor, like that of a young wife, attracted the attention of several young men from SF Express at the next table who secretly glanced over.

Wang Ye turned his head and looked at Wen Xiaoya's dazed expression, and couldn't help but chuckle.

He reached out and picked up a piece of grilled lamb chop with a good balance of fat and lean meat from the plate, placing it in the bone dish in front of the girl.

"Secretary-General Wen, don't just drink soup, eat more meat."

"Look at how thin you are, a strong wind could blow you away."

Wen Xiaoya raised her rosy cheeks and bit her lip in a somewhat defiant manner.

"I...I'm not frail at all..."

She subconsciously puffed out her chest.

Because the movements were a bit too large.

The sheer scale of it stunned Pei Nana, who was drinking tea nearby, for half a second.

Wang Ye's gaze sharpened slightly, lingering on a certain spot for half a second before casually looking away.

He smiled.

"It is indeed not thin."

"You have substantial capital and are keeping a low profile, Secretary-General Wen."

Wen Xiaoya followed his gaze and looked down, only then realizing what she had just done.

Her entire face flushed red instantly, all the way down to the roots of her neck.

Her little head was completely buried deep in her collar, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into right now.

"Wang Ye...you...you..."

The girl's soft, mosquito-like whimpering came through the air.

Wang Ye was overjoyed.

This cute girl is much more interesting to tease than watching short videos.

The dinner party lasted until 11:30 p.m.

Three whole cases of Wuliangye liquor and four cases of dry red wine were completely consumed.

The fruit farmers drank to their hearts' content and were safely taken away in minibuses arranged by the village.

The SF Express team members also returned to their hotels to rest, preparing to monitor the vehicles and depart in the early morning.

The banquet hall gradually became quiet.

Pei Nana and the others returned home in the company's business vehicle.

……

Wang Ye and Wen Xiaoya got out of the company's business vehicle.

The cold wind howled, and the thin frost on the ground reflected the dim yellow light of the streetlights.

Wang Ye pressed the unlock button on the car key, and the Pagani Huayra's headlights came on.

Wang Ye opened the passenger door and reached out to half-support, half-carry the unsteady Wen Xiaoya into the leather seat.

Wen Xiaoya was completely limp, mumbling incoherently.

"Wang Ye...where are we going...?"

"The dormitory gate is definitely closed... the dormitory supervisor will be writing down names..."

Wang Ye bent down and crawled into the car, reaching for the seatbelt.

Their faces were instantly brought within ten centimeters of each other.

Wen Xiaoya exuded a faint fragrance of fruit wine, mixed with the unique scent of a girl, and her warm breath brushed against Wang Ye's Adam's apple.

Wang Ye pulled the seatbelt with one hand and fastened it with a click.

The seatbelt cut diagonally across her front, making her full figure appear even more prominent.

Wang Ye did not immediately pull his large hand away.

His fingertips gently traced across the girl's smooth, delicate cheek, and then he pinched her soft earlobe.

Wen Xiaoya's body trembled instinctively, and a very faint groan escaped her throat.

"Wang Ye...it itches..."

Wang Ye withdrew his hand and closed the passenger door behind him.

He walked around the front of the car, sat in the driver's seat, and pressed the start button.

The engine emitted a deep roar.

The heated seats and air conditioning automatically turned on, quickly enveloping the car in warmth.

The Pagani Huayra smoothly glided out of the parking lot and onto the empty, smooth Jingping Expressway.

There are hardly any cars on the highway at night.

Wang Ye held the steering wheel with one hand and glanced at the passenger seat.

Wen Xiaoya rested her head on the back of the chair, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Her coat was zipped up completely, and beneath her pink, tight-fitting sweater, her undulating figure swayed violently with each steady breath.

Because the heating was too strong, the girl seemed to feel hot and unconsciously tugged at her collar with her delicate white hand.

Wang Ye tapped the steering wheel with one hand, a smile playing on his lips.

"Going to school?"

"The school dormitory gates lock at 11:30 p.m., so tight that not even a fly can get in."

"Tonight, I, the school board member, will take you to a nice place."

He pressed down on the accelerator.

A Pagani Huayra roars along the highway.

The destination was Manor No. 19 in the Shunyi Central Villa District.

……

After half an hour.

The entrance porch of Manor No. 19 in Shunyi Central Villa District.

The Pagani Huayra came to a smooth stop.

Wang Ye pushed open the car door and got out.

The night breeze was a bit cool, which invigorated him.

He opened the passenger door and looked at Wen Xiaoya, who was still rubbing her eyes in her seat.

"Secretary-General Wen, we've arrived at our stop. Please get off the train."

Wen Xiaoya opened her eyes groggily and looked around in the light of the landscape lights on the manor lawn.

The girl's brain short-circuited for a moment.

She rubbed her eyes and stammered.

"Wang Ye...where...where is this?"

"Aren't we going back to school?"

"Is this some five-star resort hotel?"

Wang Ye was amused by her bewildered expression.

He bent down, stretched out his long arm, put one hand under the girl's knees, and grabbed her back with the other.

One-arm power!

He easily swept her into his arms.

"Go back to school? This is my home. Didn't you come here before? Forgot?"

"The dormitory is closed tonight. I, the chairman, will take you in for the night so you don't freeze to death on the street."

Wen Xiaoya let out a short gasp, her small hands instinctively wrapping around Wang Ye's neck.

Wen Xiaoya buried her burning face in Wang Ye's neck, her heart pounding like a drum.

She is not a fool.

She knew perfectly well what it meant to follow a young, handsome man back to a private villa in the middle of the night.

However, the hands wrapped around Wang Ye's neck showed no sign of loosening their grip.

Even as she was being carried into the main building lobby, she instinctively shrank closer to Wang Ye.

The master bedroom is located on the third floor, with a custom-made king-size bed measuring 2.4 meters wide placed in the center.

The heavy velvet blackout curtains completely shut out the night.

Wang Ye carried Wen Xiaoya to the bedside and gently placed her on the soft, thick silk quilt.

Wen Xiaoya sank into the mattress like a frightened fawn.

She quickly took off her white sneakers, and her two small feet, clad in pure white cotton socks, came together tightly.

Wang Ye straightened up, casually took off his coat, and threw it on the single leather chair next to him.

He stretched his neck and looked down at the blushing girl on the bed.

"There is a full set of unopened toiletries in the bathroom, and a new silk robe in the closet."

"You smell like mud from the orchard, go take a hot shower to sober up."

Wen Xiaoya bit her lower lip, not daring to look up at Wang Ye's aggressively handsome face.

She responded in a barely audible voice.

"Oh... I... I understand..."

The girl hurriedly climbed off the bed, stepped onto the wool carpet, and ran into the ensuite bathroom attached to the master bedroom, clutching her clothes.

"Bang!"

The frosted glass door was slammed shut, followed by the click of the lock.

Wang Ye chuckled as he heard the door lock click shut.

For protection against thieves?

In this manor, locking the door from the inside is basically self-deception.

Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom.

A layer of white mist quickly rose from the frosted glass as the hot air evaporated.

Only a faint, graceful silhouette could be seen swaying behind the curtain of water.

Wang Ye leaned against the large headboard pillow and took out his phone to browse Douyin (TikTok).

The top five trending topics were almost entirely dominated by today's live-streaming events in Beishan Village to support farmers.

[#Wang Ye's 100,000 Jin of Apples Sold Out in One Minute!#]

[#How I wish I could embrace you in this ordinary life and become a legend on the spot!#]

[#Hardcore support for farmers without making a single penny!#]

[#Pinggu fruit farmers collectively shed tears of gratitude to Chairman Wang!#]

Countless netizens flooded the comments section with photos of their purchases.

Many music influencers even dug out the guitar tabs for that folk song overnight and posted videos praising the profound meaning of the lyrics and music.

Wang Ye glanced at the phone twice, then tossed it listlessly onto the bedside table.

It's just empty fame; don't rush into the basics.

Just then, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

The rustling sound of changing clothes lasted for a few minutes.

With a slight turning sound of the lock, the frosted glass door was slowly pushed open a crack.

A large cloud of steam, carrying the scent of jasmine shower gel, billowed out from under the door.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Xiaoya slowly and reluctantly crawled out from inside.

The moment Wang Ye's gaze fell on the girl, he raised an eyebrow.

Wen Xiaoya changed into a light purple long silk slip dress.

The nightgown was made of very thin fabric, clinging to my pale, cool skin that had just been showering, giving it a soft, lustrous sheen.

Because of her petite frame, the nightgown looked a bit loose on her.

Two long, straight, white legs were exposed outside the skirt, with toes curled tightly as they stepped on the dark gray carpet, creating a strong visual impact.

Her long, black hair, still damp with moisture, was casually draped over her shoulders.

The plain-looking schoolgirl who originally wore black-rimmed glasses has completely transformed into the epitome of pure and alluring beauty at this moment.

Wang Ye leaned against the headboard, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over her body with a blatant throbbing.

"Secretary-General Wen, you usually dress like a dumpling at school, so you're hiding all the good stuff inside?"

Wen Xiaoya felt hot all over from his blunt words.

She crossed her arms in front of her body, her feet stopping two meters away from the edge of the bed, too afraid to move.

"Wang Ye...you...you shouldn't look like that..."

"This is the only style of pajamas I have in the closet..."

Wang Ye patted the empty half of the mattress beside him, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Why are you standing so far away? Come and sit down."

Wen Xiaoya swallowed hard, her eyelashes trembling violently.

She hesitated for a full half minute before finally moving to the bedside like a resigned little lamb.

I carefully sat down on the outermost edge of the bed.

Wang Ye turned to the side, stretched out his long arm, and naturally grasped her slender and soft wrist.

Pull back forcefully!

Wang Ye domineeringly kissed her directly.

"Well……"

Wen Xiaoya's brain completely shut down in an instant, and all her remaining rationality collapsed at that moment.

The two small hands that were originally pressed against Wang Ye's chest gradually lost their strength to resist and instead climbed onto the man's broad shoulders.

The pale purple silk nightgown slipped off the edge of the bed as it was being pulled.

……

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