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

The thick velvet curtains were drawn tight, not a sliver of light getting through. The air conditioner hummed softly, sending a gentle breeze through the room. The lamplight was warm and inviting, and the air hung heavy with unspoken tension.

Joe Liang, in pajamas, leaned against the wide and soft headboard, his hands crossed over his small belly. He looked at Ye Xinyi, who walked out of the bathroom, like admiring prey.

This usually cold and aloof beautiful woman, at this moment, lowered her eyes and was submissive. She wore a pink yukata, and her hair, still damp from being washed, hung loosely over her shoulders.

The woman's yukata neckline revealed a patch of white skin, with two beautiful curves faintly visible. Beneath the curves, two rounded masses protruded. Her long, slender legs peeked out from beneath the hem of her sleepwear. Her entire body exuded an alluringly mature scent.

Qiao Liang's eyes were dazed, his heart pounding, a surge of heat rising in his abdomen. The beautiful woman before him was the flower of the Jiangzhou Daily, a talented and accomplished reporter whose beauty was coveted by countless men.

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

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

If she hadn't won the position of Deputy Editor in charge of the reporters, easily surpassing Ye Xinyi in the interview process, would Ye Xinyi, who usually treats her with coldness and indifference, be so obedient?

Faced with the reality pressing down on her, this woman, even though she had a thousand reasons to refuse, didn't dare utter a single word of dissent. She had no choice but to obey the call and obediently come here.

The more Qiao Liang thought about it, the more smug he became, and the hotter the flow in his abdomen became. This heat made him breathe heavily, panting like a calf.

"Take off—"

Qiao Liang heard his own voice husky and trembling. The huskiness came from nervousness and excitement, the trembling from the conquest and drive of desire.

Ye Xinyi clenched her delicate lips tightly, her eyelids trembling slightly. Her fair and jade-like face was flushed red, with a hint of bitterness. She trembled as she reached out to 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 breaching of this woman's last line of defense.

As the yukata slid down to the woman's ankles, a curve of delicate whiteness, like a beautiful mermaid, appeared before Qiao Liang.

Qiao Liang's eyes widened in an instant, he swallowed hard, staring at the naked mermaid who reluctantly but inevitably followed. He could no longer contain his intense urge and pulled Ye Xinyi onto the bed...

"Ah..." The woman seemed to be startled, instinctively resisting for a few moments. Her jade-green arms waved back and forth, her fiery body twisted and turned, but she was soon consumed by Qiao Liang's madness...

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as he was enjoying himself, a sudden, rough knocking on the door woke Qiao Liang from his dream with a start.

Joe leapt up from the bed, drenched in sweat and with a racing heart. His breath came in ragged gasps.

Look around, where is the luxurious suite of a five-star hotel, where are beautiful women and mistresses? You clearly lie on the bed in your bedroom at home. The bedroom door is open, the bedside lamp is on, and tomorrow's interview materials are placed next to your pillow.

Holy crap, it turns out that was just a dream!

Spring dreams are without a trace.

Qiao Liang touched his head in regret. It was a shame, 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 rang out again.

Joe glanced at the time, 11:30 pm. He couldn't help but get annoyed. Damn it, who would knock 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 now it was ruined.

Suddenly, I thought, could it be my wife Zhang Mei returned from a business trip unexpectedly and forgot her house key?

Zhang Mei works at the city broadcasting bureau. Lately, she's been very busy and is frequently transferred around. Sometimes she's gone for half a month or more.

Qiao Liang was dazed and opened the door. He froze, as three strangers stood there: a woman in front and two men behind her. All three wore serious expressions.

"What are you guys... doing?" Qiao Liang was a bit dumbfounded.

The woman at the front had short, ear-length hair, fair skin, a black pencil skirt and mid-height heels. She looked to be around 37 or 8 years old. Her figure was slender and elegant, with the grace of a mature woman, but her expression was very cold.

The woman looked Qiao Liang up and down, noticing the tent under his pajamas. Her heart skipped a beat, her brow furrowed. What kind of dream was this boy having?

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

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

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

Joe suddenly felt wide awake, his eyelids twitching wildly. Holy crap, how did they find him?

"Excuse me, what have I done wrong?" Qiao Liang stammered.

"You know what happened. Now, put on your clothes and follow us immediately." The woman's voice was stern, with no room for negotiation.

Seeing the situation, Qiao Liang knew that it was pointless to say more. He hurried back to his room to get dressed and followed them downstairs. They got into a black sedan; the woman sat in the passenger seat, while two young men flanked him in the backseat.

A black sedan drove out of the neighborhood, its destination unknown. Everyone remained silent.

Qiao Liang's heart was both anxious and uneasy at this moment. He was to attend an interview tomorrow, and all this commotion would delay the important event.

In the past few days, Qiao Liang participated in the public examination organized by Jiangzhou City. He applied for the position of Deputy Editor-in-Chief of a newspaper and came first in the written test among more than 300 candidates.

The other candidates for the position include Ye Xinyi, head of the newspaper's reporting department. Her written exam score was 0.5 points lower than Qiao Liang's, placing her second. The third place went to a section chief from the city's cultural bureau, who scored 4 points less than Qiao Liang. All three qualified for tomorrow's interview. Since the gap between the third-place candidate and the top two was significant, the main competition would be between Qiao Liang and Ye Xinyi.

Joe Liang and Ye Xinyi's relationship was average at best, even bordering on hostile. It wasn't due to any personal conflict between them, but rather a result of the friction between the party secretary and editor-in-chief Li Youwei and the chief editor Wen Yuan.

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

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

Qiao Liang calculated perfectly, when he became the deputy editor-in-chief, he must be in charge of the reporter department, then Ye Xinyi would be his subordinate. He wouldn't worry about her disobedience.

Unexpectedly, right at this moment, I was suddenly taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission in the middle of the night.

Qiao Liang was terrified. He hadn't committed any disciplinary violations that warranted such a response from them, had he? Could this be related to someone else's problem?

Who else could it be?

(Editor in charge：the second eunuch regains his manhood novel)