Just after being thrown into the lake, seven beautiful women blocked the door calling him "husb

The hangover headache hadn't completely subsided.

Chen Ye slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is a cascade of long, smooth, black hair, covering half of the pillow like a waterfall.

A woman's back view, lying quietly on her side beside him.

Qin Kexin.

Memories of last night began to replay wildly in his mind.

The celebration banquet was noisy, the alcohol was numbing, and Qin Kexin's face was flushed.

Her eyes were red from crying, and her voice trembled with sobs as she said, "I was worried about you"...

Finally, there was that irresistible, frenzied passion ignited by alcohol and desire.

【Hold.】

Chen Ye cursed inwardly.

He glanced down at it.

Under the blanket, two bodies were pressed tightly together, and they could clearly feel each other's body temperature and heartbeat.

He made a big mistake.

An irreparable mistake.

He took advantage of someone's vulnerability.

Looking at the sleeping face of the woman beside him, he felt a mix of emotions.

There is the satisfaction of drinking, and the unavoidable guilt.

But more than anything, it was a kind of inexplicable restlessness.

He didn't want to have such deep entanglements with the women who were originally his body.

All he wanted was to make money, enjoy life, and incidentally win back his ex-wife, Su Qingying.

But now everything is out of control.

Like a sports car plunging off a cliff, he didn't even have a chance to apply the brakes.

Just then.

Qin Kexin's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

She woke up.

Qin Kexin slowly opened her eyes, her gaze initially filled with the confusion of someone just waking up.

But when she saw Chen Ye standing right in front of her, her confusion instantly turned into shock and panic.

Memories of last night also resurfaced in her mind.

She instinctively shrank back, increasing the distance between them.

The blanket slipped off, revealing her smooth shoulders and the ambiguous marks on her collarbone.

Qin Kexin exclaimed in surprise and quickly grabbed the blanket.

He wrapped himself up tightly, his face drained of all color.

In the bedroom, only the sound of their breathing rose and fell.

awkward.

Extremely awkward.

Chen Ye broke the silence first.

He sat up, leaned against the headboard, and lit a cigarette.

"I'm sorry about last night."

He spoke, but his tone revealed no emotion.

Qin Kexin hugged the blanket and curled up in another corner of the bed.

She buried her face in her knees so he couldn't see her expression.

Upon hearing the apology, her shoulders trembled slightly.

You don't need to apologize.

Her voice came from under the covers, muffled and slightly hoarse.

"I... did it voluntarily."

Chen Ye took a drag of his cigarette but didn't reply.

【voluntary?】

[A woman is drunk, crying her eyes out, and a man is holding her and won't let go. Can that be called voluntary?]

I'm a piece of scum.

He scratched his hair in frustration.

Qin Kexin remained silent for a long time before slowly raising her head.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face still bore traces of tears, making her look pitiful.

"Are you... serious?"

She asked.

"What do you mean, 'seriously'?" Chen Ye was taken aback.

"You said... you can tell who Qin Kexin is."

She looked at him, a hint of humble expectation in her eyes, "You said...you asked me if I was tired..."

Chen Ye's heart felt as if it had been violently clenched by something.

He remembered.

He did say those things last night.

Those were the honest words that came out under the influence of alcohol.

But at this moment, in his clear-headed rational state, he didn't know how to respond.

Do you admit it?

Admitting it means taking responsibility for her.

How could he take responsibility? He was still thinking about Su Qingying.

He was surrounded by a group of women whose identities were unclear.

Deny it?

That would be tantamount to rubbing salt into Qin Kexin's bleeding wound.

He looked into her expectant eyes.

Suddenly I realized I was even worse than those scumbags in KTV who only care about money and not people.

At least those scumbags have their prices clearly stated from the beginning.

But he gave her hope that she shouldn't have had.

"I……"

Chen Ye opened his mouth, but found that any words seemed so pale and powerless.

Seeing his hesitation, the light in Qin Kexin's eyes gradually dimmed.

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, a laugh that looked more like a grimace.

"I see."

She threw back the covers, enduring her physical discomfort.

He began silently searching for his clothes on the ground.

The shirt is torn.

The stockings, I don't know where they were thrown away.

She picked up the items one by one, her movements somewhat clumsy.

Chen Ye stubbed out his cigarette and got out of bed.

He took a clean shirt and a new bath towel from the closet and handed them to her.

"Go take a shower first."

Qin Kexin didn't answer; she just lowered her head and quickly put on her dress.

She could only barely manage to wear the torn shirt, covering it with her suit jacket.

"No."

She picked up her bag and walked towards the door without looking back.

"Thank you for the shirt today."

"Also, congratulations, Attorney Chen."

She opened the door, didn't look at him again, and quickly walked out.

The door was gently closed.

The room fell silent once more.

Only a faint scent of perfume remained in the air.

This proves that everything that happened last night was not an illusion.

Chen Ye stood still, motionless.

After a long while, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed in the quiet room.

My cheeks are burning.

Chen Ye, you're a fucking bastard.

……

An hour later.

Chen Ye took a shower, changed his clothes, and forced himself to return to his usual self.

He has to go to the law firm.

That vixen Liu Huan is still waiting for him.

The department named after him has just been established, and there is still a lot of work waiting for him to handle.

He cannot collapse.

At least not on the surface.

Stepping through the doors of Juncheng Law Firm.

The receptionist immediately stood up when she saw Chen Ye.

He respectfully greeted, "Good morning, Attorney Chen!"

Colleagues you encounter in the hallway, regardless of your previous relationship with them.

At this moment, they all took the initiative to nod and greet him, showing great respect.

"Lawyer Chen."

Good morning, Attorney Chen.

Chen Ye strode towards his new office.

Yes, it's the new office.

Liu Huan gave him a private room directly.

The office with the best view is right across from her own office.

A nameplate has been hung on the door.

"Chen Ye, the head lawyer of the Public Interest Legal Aid Department."

Pushing open the door, you'll find all the office supplies inside, and they're all brand new.

Even his usual brand of ashtrays was prepared.

This vixen has me completely under her thumb.

He had just sat down in the boss's chair when there was a knock on the office door.

"Enter."

Liu Huan walked in carrying a cup of hand-drip coffee.

She wore a well-tailored black business suit today.

It perfectly accentuated her stunning figure, making her look both professional and sexy.

"My ace lawyer, did you sleep well last night?"

She placed the coffee in front of Chen Ye and bent down.

A rich fragrance, accompanied by an astonishing cleavage, entered Chen Ye's field of vision.

Chen Ye leaned back subtly.

"Thanks to Mr. Liu, I almost got alcohol poisoning."

"Hehehe..." Liu Huan straightened up and let out a burst of silvery laughter.

"Being able to drink is a blessing. Why aren't you used to it now that you're a hero?"

She walked around the desk and behind him.

She gently placed her hands on his shoulders and began to massage them with just the right amount of pressure.

"Mr. Liu, get to the point."

Chen Ye closed his eyes, enjoying the professional service.

"Can't you come and check on my number one hero if there's nothing else going on?"

Liu Huan's fingers circled around his temples.

"I've already set up the framework for the new department for you."

Staffing will be prioritized from across the firm, so you can start recruiting at any time.

Thanks.

"Simply saying thank you isn't enough."

Liu Huan whispered sweetly in his ear, "Don't forget we haven't settled our score yet."

Her voice carried a hint of allure.

You still owe me one night.

Chen Ye opened his eyes.

[Damn it, Qin Kexin is already a headache enough, and now another one has appeared.]

I'm here to enjoy life, not to endure tribulations!

He was trying to find an excuse to brush it off.

My phone suddenly rang.

Upon seeing the caller ID, Chen Ye's scalp tingled instantly.

Jiang Yuyan.

My ex-wife's best friend!

What is this crazy woman trying to do now?

He glanced at Liu Huan, picked up his phone, walked to the French windows, and pressed the answer button.

"Feed?"

"Honey, congratulations! You're a big hero on the internet now!"

On the other end of the phone came Jiang Yuyan's lazy yet alluring voice.

"What is it?" Chen Ye's tone was indifferent.

"Don't be so cold. I came here especially to give you a gift."

Jiang Yuyan giggled, "I've prepared a big gift for you to celebrate your great success."

"I don't need it."

"No, you need it," Jiang Yuyan's tone suddenly became mysterious.

"A gift that can win back your icy ex-wife's heart."

Chen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

"What do you mean?"

"Want to know? Come to my gallery tonight, and I'll show you myself, wearing your favorite outfit."

After saying that, Jiang Yuyan hung up the phone without giving Chen Ye a chance to ask any further questions.

Chen Ye held his phone, his brows furrowed.

What on earth is this crazy woman up to?

A grand gift that could win Su Qingying back?

He always felt there was something fishy going on.

But since it concerned Su Qingying, he couldn't refuse to go.

He had just put his phone away when Liu Huan pressed herself against him from behind, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Whose call was that? Why are you being so mysterious?"

"One client," Chen Ye replied casually.

"Really?" Liu Huan drew circles on his chest with her fingers.

"Why do I smell... a vixen's scent?"

Chen Ye: "..."