This is in the luxurious suite of a five-star hotel in Jiangzhou.

The thick velvet curtains were drawn tightly, not a sliver of light getting through. The air conditioning hummed softly, and the warm, gentle glow of the floor lamp filled the room. A palpable sense of intimacy hung in the air.

Qiao Liang was wearing pajamas, leaning against a large and soft headboard, his hands crossed over his lower abdomen. He looked at Ye Xinyi who walked out of the bathroom like admiring prey.

This usually cold and aloof beautiful woman was now meek and compliant, wearing a pink yukata, her hair still damp from being washed and draped over her shoulders.

The wife's yukata neckline exposed a patch of whiteness, with two beautiful curves faintly visible. Below the curves were two plump masses, and her long, slender thighs peeked out from under the hem of her sleepwear. Her whole body radiated an alluring mature flavor.

Joe Liang's eyes were dazed, his heart pounding like a drum. A warm current surged in his lower abdomen. The beautiful woman before him was the flower of the Jiangzhou Daily, a talented and renowned reporter. Countless men had fantasized about her, longing to possess her.

But at this moment, she was about to become the prey beneath her own power.

Looking at Ye Xinyi's humiliated and helpless expression, Qiao Liang felt a surge of immense satisfaction in his heart.

If she hadn't beaten Ye Xinyi in the interview and become the deputy editor-in-chief, overseeing the reporters, would Ye Xinyi, who usually treated her with cold indifference, be so obedient?

Faced with the reality pressing down on her, this woman, even though she didn't want to come a million times over, didn't dare say a word of refusal. She had no choice but to obey and obediently appear here.

The more Qiao Liang thought about it, the more pleased he became, and the hotter his belly felt. The heat made him breathe heavily, panting like a calf.

"Take off—"

Qiao Liang heard his own voice raspy, and a bit shaky. The raspiness came from nervousness and excitement, the shakiness from the conquest and drive of desire.

Ye Xinyi bit her tender lips tightly, her eyelids trembling, her fair face as white as jade flushed red, a hint of bitterness in her trembling hand reaching for the sash of her yukata...

The yukata slipped slowly, and at this moment, in Qiao Liang's eyes, it wasn't the yukata that was falling, but the complete breach of this woman's last line of defense.

As the yukata slipped to the young woman's ankles, a curvaceous beauty with delicate white skin, resembling a mermaid, appeared before Qiao Liang.

qiao Liang's eyes widened in an instant, he swallowed hard, looking at the naked mermaid who reluctantly but had to obey. He could no longer contain his intense impulse, and pulled Ye Xinyi onto the bed...

"Ah..." The woman seemed to be startled, instinctively resisting for a few moments. Her arms, as green and white as jade, swung back and forth, her fiery body twisting and turning, but soon she was swallowed by Qiao Liang's frenzy...

"Bang bang bang…"

In the middle of a pleasant dream, a sudden, forceful knocking startled Qiao Liang awake. He jumped up in fright.

Joe leaped up from the bed in a cold sweat, his heart pounding wildly, and his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Look around, where is the luxurious suite of a five-star hotel, where are beautiful women and housewives? You clearly lie in your bedroom at home. The door to the bedroom is open, the bedside lamp is on, and there is your interview materials for tomorrow by your pillow.

Holy crap, it was just a dream!

Spring dreams leave no trace.

Qiao Liang regrettably rubbed his head. What a pity, the dream just now was so real, especially Ye Xinyi's charming figure, the warm touch, made him...

"Bang bang bang..." The rude knocking sound came again.

Joe looked at the time, 11:30 p.m., and couldn't help but get angry. Damn it, who the hell was knocking on the door in the middle of the night, interrupting his good dream? He had finally managed to conquer Ye Xinyi once in his dream, but it was ruined just like that.

Then I thought, could it be that my wife Zhang Mei returned from a business trip suddenly and forgot to bring her house keys?

Zhang Mei works at the municipal broadcasting station. Recently, her work has been busy, and she is often transferred. Sometimes she is away for half a month.

Joe Liang was stunned as he opened the door. Standing there were three strangers: a woman in front and two men behind her. All three wore serious expressions.

"What...are you doing?" Qiao Liang was a little stunned.

The woman in the front had short, ear-length hair and fair skin. She was wearing a black suit dress and mid-heel shoes. She looked to be about 37 or 8 years old, with a slender figure and elegant bearing, exuding the charm of a mature woman, but her expression was very cold.

The woman looked Qiao Liang up and down, her heart skipping a beat as she saw the tent supporting his pajamas. Her brows furrowed, wondering what kind of spring dream this kid must have been having just now.

"Are you Qiao Liang, the head of the Jiangzhou Daily office?" The woman's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of authority.

Joe Liang nodded. "Yes, I'm Joe Liang. You are..."

The woman flashed her ID in Qiao Liang's face, leaving no room for argument: "Disciplinary Inspection Commission, Room 3. Qiao Liang, please come with us."

Joe suddenly felt wide awake, his eyelids twitching rapidly. What the heck? How did they find him?

"P-please, what have I done wrong?" Qiao Liang stammered.

"You know exactly what's going on. Now, get dressed and come with us immediately." The woman's voice was stern, leaving no room for negotiation.

Seeing the situation, Qiao Liang knew that it was pointless to say more at this moment. He quickly went back into the house to put on his clothes and followed them downstairs. They got into a black sedan. The woman sat in the passenger seat, while two young men sat on either side of him in the backseat.

A black car drove out of the residential complex, its destination unknown. Everyone remained silent.

Qiao Liang was both nervous and anxious at this moment. He was going to have an interview tomorrow, and this whole commotion would delay important matters.

A few days ago, Qiao Liang participated in the public recruitment organized by Jiangzhou City. He applied for the deputy editor-in-chief position of a newspaper and ranked first in the written exam among more than 300 candidates.

Also applying for the position is Ye Xinyi, head of the newspaper's reporting department. Her written exam score was 0.5 points lower than Qiao Liang's, placing her in second. The third-place finisher is a division chief from the city's Culture Bureau, scoring 4 points less than Qiao Liang. All three have qualified for tomorrow's interview. Because the third-place score is significantly lower than the top two, the main competition will be between Qiao Liang and Ye Xinyi.

Qiao Liang and Ye Xinyi's relationship was quite ordinary, even bordering on hostile. It wasn't due to any personal conflicts between them, but rather a result of the discord between Li Youwei, the secretary of the Party committee and editor-in-chief of the newspaper, and Wen Yuan, the chief editor.

This time, Qiao Liang and Ye Xinyi applied for the position of deputy editor-in-chief. They received support from Li Youwei and Wen Yuan respectively. They both hope to add someone they know to the newspaper's leadership team.

Qiao Liang was determined to win this interview, resolved to triumph over Ye Xinyi and get the position of Deputy Editor-in-Chief.

Joe Liang calculated perfectly. After becoming the deputy editor, he must be in charge of the reporter department, and then Ye Xin Yi would become his subordinate. He wouldn't be afraid that she wouldn't listen to him.

Unexpectedly, at this very moment, I was suddenly taken away by the disciplinary committee in the middle of the night.

Qiao Liang's heart was pounding. He hadn't done anything wrong that warranted such a serious investigation, had he? Could this be because of someone else's problem?

Who else could it be?

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