My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

middle East?

That alliance country that has nothing but energy resources?

This was unexpected.

He seems to be a genuine tycoon.

Cyrus leaned closer and said, "I can show you what's really amazing here. Are you interested?"

Solo immediately feigned interest and grabbed the other person's hand tightly: "Really? You can take me to see an even more exciting show?"

Cyrus nodded and led him past the beautiful women to the back of the bar.

Hidden behind the bar is a secret passage. Descending the stairs, they arrived at a bizarre and wonderful underground world!

The place is bustling with activity. As soon as you enter, you can see waiters dressed in various styles, and both men and women have top-notch looks.

Even more surprisingly, upon closer inspection of the guests present, several of them were important figures who frequently appeared on television.

They enjoyed themselves to the fullest, and occasionally they would meet and exchange their experiences.

Cyrus explained to him, "This place is extremely confidential. Your points wouldn't normally qualify you to enter, but I can make an exception for you if I recommend you."

Solo thanked him repeatedly.

The two arrived at a special private room located on a high-rise platform, with a magnificent stage below where performers were putting on various thrilling shows.

It was truly spectacular, with enthusiastic cheers erupting from all around from time to time.

"Don't you like these games?" After a whole day of walking around, Solo still seemed to be forcing himself to be energetic, which made Cyrus very unhappy.

This country bumpkin should have been showing signs of being amazed, but he remained completely unmoved by such a shocking scene. Is he even a normal person?

Solo sighed softly, "It's not like that. I also find it exciting and thrilling here, and I want to make myself happy. But for some reason, my mind and heart are shrouded in the shadow of a demon, and no matter how exciting things are, they can't make me truly happy. Actually, I crave happiness deep down, but for some reason, my emotions just aren't right."

I originally planned to set things up slowly, but now it seems I didn't need to go through all that trouble!
Solo's performance was exactly what he expected!
Cyrus was overjoyed. He leaned close to the other person's ear mysteriously and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Your condition is usually difficult to solve, but I have a way to help you regain your health and experience happiness!"

The man spoke with such certainty, and given his distinguished status, Solo, also a member of high society, turned around in surprise: "How can you solve my problem?"

Cyrus dialed the number, and someone answered quickly.

"Dear Cyrus, I heard you've recovered recently, is that right?" A kind voice came through the receiver, making one unconsciously lower their guard.

Cyrus whispered, "The person on the other end of the phone is a highly skilled individual named Han Xiyue. He possesses the magical ability to bring people to experience ultimate joy and can also resolve all worldly troubles. He is a deity walking among humans. If you can persuade him to take action, your problem will no longer be a problem!"

After the introductions, Cyrus turned to the microphone: "Mr. Han, I have a friend here who is troubled and depressed all day long. If you are willing to help him, he will be extremely grateful."

Han Xiyue responded on the other end of the phone: "Since he is your friend, and you are so kind, I am of course happy to help. Bring him over."

Cyrus readily agreed.

On the way to the villa, Solo asked with a smile, "Are you sure this person can really cure my problem? My inability to feel happiness seems to be innate and difficult to cure."

Cyrus patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, just know that he's a true master. Your problem is nothing to him."

It's nothing at all?
Are there really people this amazing in the world?

And in the West? He didn't believe it.

The car drove into the city center and stopped in front of a famous luxury villa. A servant with a stern expression stepped out of the villa.

The servant approached and saw Cyrus, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Young Master Cyrus, have you come to consult Mr. Hans beforehand? If Mr. Hans does not agree, your sudden arrival may displease him."

Cyrus chuckled, waving his phone as he said, "I made an appointment with Mr. Han. I brought a friend for the consultation, so please get out of the way."

Upon hearing that there was an appointment, the servant immediately nodded and made way, while secretly glancing at Solo.

Zhang Hao gave him a troubled smile, looking just like a depressed rich kid.

"Please follow me, sir." The servant gestured to the courtyard and led the way.

Cyrus followed them inside.

The villa's interior design is elegant, with white as the main color and gray accents, making the entire space appear exceptionally bright.

A long dining table with a clean white tablecloth was placed in the center of the living room, with a beautiful flower arrangement in the middle.

On the stairs, a man in a white robe walked down slowly with a smile on his face.

He exudes a kind and gentle aura that makes people want to get close to him, as if being near him brings inner peace.

Zhang Hao immediately became wary the moment he saw him.

But he quickly relaxed, frowned, and continued to play the depressed rich kid.

“Mr. Han, you’ve finally arrived! My friend desperately needs your help! He’s a member of a royal family in the Middle East who owns a fortune, but for some reason, he’s been unable to experience happiness, and over time, he’s even forgotten what happiness tastes like. This kind of intractable problem is probably only curable by you,” Cyrus said respectfully.

Han Xiyue smiled and greeted them, then sat down next to Solo.

"Why don't you feel happy?" Han Xiyue asked kindly.

“I don’t know why, but I’ve never been able to feel happy since I was a child. When people around me talked about happiness, I thought it was just a facade. It wasn’t until someone told me that happiness is a feeling that I realized I was unhappy.”

Solo clutched his chest, looking very distressed.

Han Xiyue frowned slightly, as if she was deep in thought.

"Child, stick your head out and let me see."

As she spoke, Han Xiyue stretched out her palm, and a faint halo appeared in her palm.

This illogical phenomenon seems particularly mysterious at this moment.

Solo stared in astonishment, frozen in place as if witnessing such a wondrous scene for the first time.

Seeing this, Cyrus was overjoyed and hurriedly reminded him, "This is Mr. Han's unique skill! This magical light can not only diagnose all diseases, but also relieve symptoms. It's amazing! Ordinary people don't have the opportunity to experience this mysterious therapy!"

Cyrus urged him to quickly peek over.

Solo nodded obediently and carefully brought his forehead close to Mr. Han's palm.

Han Xiyue gently placed her hand on his head, and the faint light gradually entered his forehead.

Solo felt a cool sensation on his forehead, followed by a wondrous feeling that spread through his mind, as if endless joy welled up from the depths of his heart, giving him an uncontrollable sense of euphoria. (End of Chapter)