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Jiang Ye let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the small green circle on the screen, indicating that the message had been successfully sent, finish spinning.

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Jiang Ye casually tossed his phone onto the moisture-proof mat next to the folding chair and rubbed his stiff cheeks with both hands.

The shock he felt at Li Bohe's lonely grave still lingered in his heart, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

He looked up at the starry sky above him, fragmented by the tree canopy, his mind a jumble of thoughts.

"Buzz—Buzz—"

Just then, the phone that had been tossed onto the moisture-proof mat suddenly started vibrating violently.

In the silent depths of the mountains and forests, the sudden vibrations sounded particularly jarring.

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously assumed it was Xia Yu calling.

After all, based on the pattern of the past few days, Xia Yu's likes always followed him whenever he posted on WeChat Moments.

Perhaps it was because the caption of today's WeChat Moments post was too heavy, mentioning the word "death," that made the female CEO in Hanju, who was far away, realize that something was wrong, so she made a phone call for the first time ever.

As Jiang Ye pondered this, he bent down and picked up his phone.

but.

When his gaze fell on the lit screen, he suddenly froze.

The caller ID displaying on the screen was not Xia Yu.

Instead, it was three words: Sister Qingru.

Upon seeing these three words, a hint of surprise flashed across Jiang Ye's deep eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his face, which had been tense in the cold wind, softened as if ice and snow were melting away.

The corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards into a warm smile.

Han Qingru.

This name holds a weight in Jiang Ye's heart that no one can replace.

It was even heavier than Shen Qinghan had been.

Because this is the only person in the world he can call "family".

Han Qingru is Jiang Ye's older sister in the orphanage, and is three years older than Jiang Ye.

They are not related by blood, but they are closer than siblings.

In that orphanage filled with material scarcity and bullying, Han Qingru protected Jiang Ye like a fierce mother leopard protecting her cubs.

Jiang Ye still remembers that when he was seven years old, he had a high fever and the caregivers at the orphanage did nothing about it.

It was ten-year-old Han Qingru who secretly climbed over the wall on a snowy day, knelt down in front of a small clinic and kowtowed, begging the doctor to give Jiang Ye some fever-reducing medicine.

Jiang Ye also remembered that every time they ate, Han Qingru would secretly transfer the few shredded pieces of meat from her bowl to his bowl, and then lie to him that she didn't like meat.

Later, as the two grew up, they left the orphanage.

In order to make a name for herself and to give her younger brother a better life, Han Qingru resolutely went abroad.

She went to the chaotic and dangerous country of T and plunged headlong into the lucrative high-end jewelry and raw stone trading business.

A young girl with no background finds herself navigating a foreign land, surrounded by ruthless mine owners and smugglers.

No matter how much hardship she endured, how much suffering she endured, or how much blood she shed, Han Qingru never uttered a single word to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye only knew that.

Back then, when he was desperate and wanted to establish Kunlun Capital, he encountered setbacks everywhere and couldn't even raise 10,000 yuan in start-up capital.

It was Han Qingru, who was far away in Thailand, who transferred ten million to his account without saying a word.

That was the first pot of gold that Han Qingru had saved up after risking her life in Thailand.

She didn't even ask Jiang Ye what he wanted to do with the money, only leaving him with the words: "Take it and mess around with it. If you lose it all, I'll support you."

It can be said that without Han Qingru's life-saving money back then, there would be no Kunlun Capital that later dominated Wall Street, and there would be no Jiang Ye today.

Over the years, Jiang Ye has made his fortune, and Kunlun Capital has become a behemoth in the financial world.

In his career, he also provided Han Qingru with tremendous financial and channel support for her jewelry business.

The siblings support each other in their careers, each becoming a force to be reckoned with in their respective fields.

However, they don't have much contact in their daily lives.

It's not because the feelings have faded.

It was because Jiang Ye felt sorry for her.

The business pressure in Country T was too great, and Han Qingru was in a state of high tension all year round, which led to severe neurasthenia and extremely poor sleep quality.

Sometimes, I finally fall asleep, but the slightest noise will wake me up, and then I'll suffer from insomnia all night long.

In addition, there is a time difference between T country and China.

Jiang Ye was afraid of disturbing her rest, so he rarely called her on his own initiative, only occasionally sending a WeChat message to let her know he was safe.

Jiang Ye glanced at his watch.

It's past 11 p.m. in China right now.

Based on the time difference, it should be 2 AM in Country T right now!

It was the dead of night, the most unbearable time.

Why would Sister Qingru call in the middle of the night?

Jiang Ye's heart tightened slightly. Not daring to delay, he quickly pressed the answer button.

"Hey, sis."

Jiang Ye's voice was very soft, with a hint of cautious gentleness.

On the other end of the phone, I could hear slightly rapid breathing.

Immediately afterwards, Han Qingru's hoarse voice, thick with nasal tone and clearly indicating she had just woken up from a dream, came crashing down on us.

"Jiang Ye! Where are you, you brat?!"

Han Qingru's voice was loud, and her tone revealed an undisguised anxiety and panic.

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment by the shout.

"Sis, I'm outside. What's wrong? What happened?"

"You're asking me what's wrong?!"

On the other end of the phone, Han Qingru seemed to suddenly sit up in bed, knocking over something on the bedside table with a thud.

"I was just dreaming!"

"I dreamt that you were covered in blood, standing in a dark place, and no matter how I called you, you wouldn't answer!"

Han Qingru's voice trembled with lingering fear.

"I was startled awake. My heart was pounding, and I felt uneasy."

"I was just about to check the time on my phone when I opened WeChat and saw your post on Moments!"

"When I first saw those landscape photos you posted a few days ago, I knew you had gone on a motorcycle trip on a beat-up motorcycle, but I didn't care. I just assumed you were going to relax."

"And what kind of rubbish did you post in the middle of the night?!"

"What do you mean by 'what if I die one day'?!"

"What on earth are you up to?! Are you in some kind of danger? Or are you sick? Don't hide it from me!"

Han Qingru's rapid-fire questions were like a warm gust of wind, instantly sweeping over Jiang Ye's heart.

Jiang Ye stood by the dark woods, holding his phone.

I could hear the woman on the other end of the phone cursing angrily.

His eyes suddenly reddened without warning.

These are family members.

This is the older sister who has protected him since he was a child.

In a foreign land thousands of miles away, just because of a vague dream, just because of a casual post on his WeChat Moments containing the word "death," this decisive and efficient businesswoman was jolted awake at two in the morning, her voice trembling with fear.

There really is such a thing as siblings being of one heart in this world.

Even if they are separated by thousands of miles, even if they don't contact each other often, the thread that connects them will never be broken.