Li Youwei Chapter 1: Dreams Leave No Trace

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 could penetrate. The air conditioner hummed softly, sending a gentle breeze throughout the room. A warm and soft glow emanated from the floor lamp, while an air of intimacy hung heavy in the atmosphere.

Joe Liang wore pajamas and leaned against the wide, soft headboard, his hands crossed over his lower abdomen, looking at Ye Xinyi who walked out of the bathroom like he was admiring prey.

This usually cold and aloof beautiful woman, at this moment, was lowering her eyes and being meek. She was wearing a pink yukata, and her hair, which had not been completely dried, was casually draped over her shoulders.

The young woman's yukata collar gaped open, revealing a patch of white skin and two beautiful curves. Beneath the curves, two rounded mounds were visible. Her long, slender legs peeked out from beneath her sleepwear. Her whole body radiated an alluringly mature scent.

Qiao Liang's eyes were dazed, his heart pounding like a drum, a surge of heat rising in his abdomen. The beautiful young woman before him was the "flower" of the Jiangzhou Daily, a renowned reporter who excelled in both beauty and talent. Countless men had fantasized about her, longing to possess her.

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

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

Unless she had outshined her in the interview to become deputy editor, overseeing the reporters' department, would Ye Xinyi, who usually kept herself aloof and distant, be so obedient?

Facing the reality pressing down on her, this woman, even though she didn't want to come a thousand times over in her heart, dared not say a single no. She had to obey the call and obediently come here.

The more Qiao Liang thought about it, the more pleased he became, and the hotter his stomach felt. The heat made his breathing heavy, panting like a calf.

"Take off—"

Joe's voice was rough, even trembling. The rasp came from tension and excitement, the tremor from the conquest and drive of desire.

Yè Xīnyí bit her delicate lips tightly, her eyelids trembling. Her porcelain-like face flushed a shade of crimson, tinged with a hint of bitterness. She trembled as she reached out towards the sash of her yukata...

The yukata slid down 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 woman's ankles, a curve of delicate white like a beautiful mermaid appeared before Qiao Liang.

Joe Liang's eyes widened instantly, he swallowed hard, staring at the naked mermaid who reluctantly but had to comply. He could no longer contain his intense impulse and pulled Ye Xinyi onto the bed...

"Ah…" The woman seemed startled, instinctively resisting for a few moments. Her jade-like arms swayed back and forth, her fiery body twisting and turning, but she was soon consumed by Qiao Liang's frenzy...

"Bang bang bang..."

He was enjoying himself greatly when suddenly a rude banging on the door startled him awake.

Joe sprang from the bed, drenched in sweat and his heart pounding wildly. He felt clammy with fear.

Look around, where's the luxury suite of a five-star hotel, where are the beautiful women and housewives? You are clearly lying in bed in your bedroom at home. The door to the bedroom is open, the bedside lamp is on, and there is a file for tomorrow's job interview next to the pillow.

Holy crap, it turns out what just happened was a dream!

Spring dreams leave no trace.

qiao Liang touched his head regretfully, what a pity, the dream just now was too real, especially Ye Xinyi's alluring figure, the warm touch, made him…

"Bang bang bang..." The rude knocking sounded again.

Qiao Liang looked at the time, 11:30 p.m., and couldn't help but get angry. Damn it, which unlucky bastard knocked on the door in the middle of the night, disturbing Lao Tzu's good dream. He had finally been able to conquer Ye Xinyi once in his dream, only to have it ruined like this.

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

Zhang Mei works at the Municipal Broadcasting Bureau. Recently, she's been very busy with work and frequently gets moved around. Sometimes she'll be away for half a month at a time.

Qiao Liang was stunned. He opened the door and saw three strangers standing there: a woman in front, and two men behind her. All three looked very serious.

“What are you guys… doing?” Qiao Liang was a little dumbfounded.

The woman at the front had shoulder-length short hair, fair skin, and was wearing a black suit with mid-heel shoes. She looked to be about 37 or 8 years old. She had an elegant figure and demeanor, radiating the charm of a mature woman, but her expression was very cold.

The woman looked Qiao Liang up and down, seeing the tent propped up beneath his pajamas. Her heart skipped a beat, her brows furrowed. This kid must have been dreaming of something naughty just now.

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

qiao Liang nodded: "Yes, I am qiao Liang, you are..."

The woman flashed her credentials before Qiao Liang's eyes, leaving no room for doubt. "City Commission for Discipline Inspection, Room 3, Case Handling. Qiao Liang, please come with us."

Joe suddenly felt wide awake, his eyelids twitching. Damn it, how did they find him?

"Please, may I ask what I have done wrong?" Qiao Liang stammered.

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

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

A black car drove out of the neighborhood, no one knew where it was going. Everyone remained silent.

Qiao Liang was both nervous and anxious at this moment. He had a job interview tomorrow, and all this commotion would delay the important event.

A few days ago, Qiao Liang participated in the open recruitment organized by Jiangzhou City. He applied for the position of deputy editor-in-chief at a newspaper and ranked first in the written exam among over 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 second. The third place went to a division director from the city's cultural bureau, who scored 4 points lower than Qiao Liang. All three 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 is average, even hostile. It's not because there's any conflict between them, but because of the discord between Li Youwei, the Party Secretary and Editor-in-Chief of the newspaper, and Wen Yuan, the Managing 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 increase their own people in the newspaper's leadership team.

For this interview, Qiao Liang was determined to succeed. He was resolved to win the interview and defeat Ye Xinyi, getting ahead of her and becoming the Deputy Editor-in-Chief.

Qiao Liang calculated perfectly, after becoming the deputy editor-in-chief, he must be in charge of the reporter department. At that time, Ye Xinyi would be his subordinate. He wouldn't have to worry about her disobedience.

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

Joe Liang's heart pounded with fear. He hadn't done anything wrong that warranted such a serious disciplinary action, had he? Could this have something to do with someone else's actions?

Then who will it be?

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