This is in the luxurious suite of the five-star Jiangzhou Grand Hotel.

The thick velvet curtains were drawn tightly, not a sliver of light could get through. The air conditioner hummed softly, its cool air circulating. The floor lamp cast a warm and gentle glow, and the air was thick with a sense of intimacy.

Qiao Liang wore his pajamas and leaned against the large, soft headboard, his hands crossed over his lower abdomen. He looked at Ye Xin Yi, who walked out of the bathroom, as if admiring prey.

This usually cold and aloof beautiful woman was now meek and humble, wearing a pink yukata with her hair still damp from the bath, draped casually over her shoulders.

The wife's yukata collar revealed a patch of snow-white skin, with two beautiful curves faintly visible. Below the curves were two plump mounds, and her long, round thighs peeked out from under the hem of her sleepwear. Her whole body exuded a seductive mature aura.

Qiao Liang's eyes were dazed, his heart pounding, a hot current surging in his lower abdomen. The delicate beauty before him was the flower of Jiangzhou Daily, a talented and beautiful reporter whose fame had captivated countless men.

But at this time, she was about to become the prey beneath herself.

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

If it wasn't for her winning the deputy editor position in the interview and being put in charge of the reporters, would Ye Xinyi, who usually treated him with aloof indifference, be so obedient?

Faced with the reality pressing down on her, this woman, even though she didn't want to with every fiber of her being, didn't dare utter a single word of refusal. She had no choice but to obey the summons and obediently come here.

The more Qiao Liang thought about it, the more delighted he became, and the hotter his abdominal heat flowed. This heat made him breathe heavily, panting like a young ox.

"Take off—"

qiao Liang's voice was hoarse, trembling slightly. The hoarseness came from a mixture of nervousness and excitement, while the trembling stemmed from the conquest and driving force of desire.

Ye Xinyi bit her tender lips tightly, her eyelids trembling slightly. Her face, as white as jade, flushed crimson, a hint of bitterness in her expression. She trembled and reached for the sash of her yukata...

The yukata slid down slowly, and at this moment, in Qiao Liang's eyes, what was sliding down wasn't the yukata, 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 beauty, a mermaid in white, appeared before Qiao Liang.

Joe suddenly stared with wide eyes, swallowing hard. Looking at the mermaid who, though unwilling, had no choice but to obey, he could no longer hold back his intense desire. He pulled Ye Xinyi onto the bed...

"Ah…" The woman seemed startled, instinctively resisting for a few moments. Her verdant, white arms swung back and forth, her fiery body twisting and turning. But then she was consumed by Qiao Liang's madness...

"Bang bang bang..."

In the midst of a pleasant dream, a sudden and rude knocking sound startled Joe Liang awake. He jumped in fright.

Qiao Liang jolted awake from his sleep, drenched in sweat, heart pounding wildly, and his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Look around, where is the luxury suite of a five-star hotel, where are the beautiful women and young wives? You clearly lie in your own bedroom at home. The door to the bedroom is open, the bedside lamp is on, and there's your interview material for tomorrow morning by your pillow.

Damn, it turns out that just now was a dream!

Spring dreams leave no trace.

Qiao Liang sadly rubbed his head. It was 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 pm. He couldn't help but feel angry. Damn it, who the hell knocked on the door in the middle of the night, disrupting his good dream? He had finally been able 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 her business trip unexpectedly and forgot to bring the house keys?

Zhang Mei works at the City Radio and Television Bureau. Recently, she's been very busy with her work and is frequently transferred. Sometimes she's away for half a month or more.

Joe Liang was dumbfounded. He opened the door and stared, finding three strangers standing there: a woman in front and two men behind her. All three wore serious expressions.

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

The woman in the front had short, ear-length hair, fair skin, and was wearing a black suit with knee-high heels. She appeared to be around 37 or 38 years old. She had a slender figure and elegant bearing, exuding the charm of a mature woman, but her expression was very cold.

The woman sized Joe up and down, her gaze lingering on the tent he was wearing under his pajamas. Her heart skipped a beat, and her brow furrowed. What kind of spring dream had this boy been having?

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

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

The woman flashed her ID in front of Qiao Liang, her tone brooking no argument. "Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, Room 3, case handling. Qiao Liang, please come with us."

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

"Please, I beg you, what have I done wrong?" Qiao Liang stammered.

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

Seeing the situation, Qiao Liang knew that it was useless to talk now. He hurried back to his room to put on his clothes and went downstairs with them. They got into a black car, the woman sat in the passenger seat, and two young men flanked him in the middle of the backseat.

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

Qiao Liang felt anxious and uneasy at this moment. He was supposed to have an interview tomorrow, and all this commotion would delay important matters.

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

Also applying for the position is Ye Xinyi, the chief reporter of the newspaper's news 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 Municipal Culture Bureau, 4 points behind Qiao Liang. All three qualified for tomorrow's interview. Since the third-place score is significantly lower than the top two, the main competition will be between Qiao Liang and Ye Xinyi.

Joe Liang and Ye Xinyi's relationship is average, even hostile towards each other. It's not because of any conflict between them, but rather due to the disagreement between Li Youwei, the Party Secretary and Editor-in-Chief of the newspaper, and Wen Yuan, the Chief Editor.

This time, Qiao Liang and Ye Xinyi both applied for the deputy editor position. They received support from Li Youwei and Wen Yuan respectively. Both of them hoped to have one of their own people in the newspaper's leadership team.

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

Qiao Liang calculated meticulously. Once he became the deputy editor-in-chief, he must be in charge of the reporter department. At that time, Ye Xinyi would become his subordinate, and he wouldn't have to worry about her disobeying him.

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

Qiao Liang's heart was pounding. He hadn't done anything worthy of disciplinary action, had he? Could this be because of someone else's problem?

Who else could it be?

(Editor in charge：novel ai)