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After half an hour.

Nighttime Livehouse.

Jiang Ye was a regular here and a VIP of the owner. When the waiter saw him come in, he immediately and respectfully led him to the quietest booth on the second floor.

Jiang Ye had barely sat down when the bar door was suddenly pushed open.

A burly professional man with a bespoke suit and a buzz cut strode in.

This man was none other than Lei Heng, the current Asia-Pacific president of Kunlun Capital, a renowned business empire in Hanzhou, and a man of considerable wealth. In Hanzhou, the business world trembled at the mere stomp of Lei Heng's foot.

But in front of Jiang Ye, Lei Dong, who was decisive and ruthless in the eyes of outsiders, was like an obedient little brother, running all the way up to the second floor.

"Boss!"

Lei Heng strode to the booth, about to greet him, when his gaze suddenly fell on Jiang Ye's forehead.

His expression changed drastically. He grabbed Jiang Ye's arm, his eyes wide with rage, and his murderous aura erupted instantly: "Brother! What happened to your head?! Who did this? Damn it, does anyone in Hanzhou dare to mess with you? I'll have someone cripple him right now!"

Seeing Lei Heng's murderous look, Jiang Ye patted his hand, gesturing for him to sit down.

"Alright, stop making such a fuss, sit down and have a drink." Jiang Ye picked up the Royal Salute on the table, poured Lei Heng a glass, and pushed it in front of him.

Lei Heng sat down, but his eyes remained fixed on Jiang Ye's wound, his chest heaving violently, clearly furious.

"We're divorced." Jiang Ye picked up his wine glass and uttered the two words in a calm tone.

"What?" Lei Heng was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

"I said, Shen Qinghan and I just came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau this morning, we got divorced. This injury was caused by her good daughter hitting me with an ashtray."

Jiang Ye looked at Lei Heng with a relaxed smile on his lips, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Upon hearing this, Lei Heng's eyes widened, and then he slammed his hand on the table, making a deafening bang.

"Good! Good riddance!"

Lei Heng, his face flushed with excitement, picked up the bottle of foreign liquor in front of him and downed it in one gulp. He shouted, "Brother, I told you long ago, that woman Shen Qinghan is not good enough for you! For the past seven years, to repay the kindness Old Master Shen showed you back then, you've been working like a slave in the Shen family, enduring so much humiliation. We brothers felt so sorry for you watching!"

"Now everything is alright, the debt of gratitude is repaid, and you are finally free! This glass of wine is a toast to you, to celebrate your escape from suffering!"

Lei Heng poured himself another glass and downed it in one gulp.

Setting down his wine glass, Lei Heng leaned closer, his eyes becoming eager: "Brother, now that you're single and free from the Shen family's mess, shouldn't you come out of retirement?"

Lei Heng rubbed his hands together, his tone full of anticipation: "Although Kunlun Group has grown significantly, it has encountered a bottleneck. Your investment acumen is excellent. As long as you're willing to come back and take charge, you can definitely elevate Kunlun Group to the next level!"

Jiang Ye looked at Lei Heng's ambitious appearance and shook his head with a smile.

"Forget it." Jiang Ye leaned back on the sofa and stretched lazily. "I'm too tired to worry about it. I'm already tired of all the backstabbing and intrigue in the business world. Kunlun Group is doing quite well now, you can manage it, I trust your abilities."

"But the boss..." Lei Heng wanted to persuade him again.

"No buts." Jiang Ye interrupted him, a longing glint in his eyes. "I just want to go on a motorcycle trip and travel around. Besides, I've already bought the motorcycle, a BMW GS."

"Motorcycle touring?"

Lei Heng opened his mouth wide in surprise, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

He suddenly stood up, walked to the window and looked down. Sure enough, he saw a brand-new heavy rally motorcycle parked on the side of the road.

"No way, boss, are you crazy?" Lei Heng turned around, looking at Jiang Ye with disapproval. "That thing is flesh wrapped in iron! Don't you know how dangerous it is? Exposed to the wind and sun, if something happens on the road, there's not even a barrier!"

Lei Heng walked back, waved his hand, and said with great enthusiasm, "If you really want to go out and have fun, do you want to go to Tibet or Xinjiang? I'll have the company buy you the top-of-the-line luxury SUV! A Mercedes-Benz G-Class or a Land Rover Defender? You can choose whichever you prefer! I'll also provide you with two professional drivers and bodyguards, making sure you're comfortable and well-equipped before you go out to play! Why would you ride a motorcycle!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ye glared at Lei Heng with annoyance.

"You know nothing!"

Jiang Ye picked up his glass and took a sip, his tone carrying an undeniable firmness: "Two wheels carry the soul, four wheels carry the body! Yours is called tourism, mine is called motorcycle touring!"

Jiang Ye pointed to the helmet on the seat next to him, his eyes deep: "Sitting in a car, you're just looking at the scenery, like watching TV. But when you ride a motorcycle, the wind blows on your face, the rain beats down on your body, you smell the earthy scent, and you feel the changes in temperature. At that moment, you become part of the scenery."

"My dream is reflected in the visor of your helmet, not in your multi-million dollar metal shell!"

Hearing Jiang Ye's resounding words, Lei Heng was stunned.

Looking into Jiang Ye's eyes, which had regained their brilliance, he suddenly felt that the man in front of him seemed to have returned to the spirited and energetic state he had been seven years ago.

Lei Heng suddenly sighed, raised his glass and clinked it against Jiang Ye's, giving a wry smile: "Boss, now that you mention it, I'm suddenly a little envious of your life. Although I'm rich, every day I wake up to thousands of people's livelihoods, all sorts of social engagements and meetings, living like a spinning top. Unlike you, you can just leave whenever you want, you can even carry your soul."

"Stop whining like this. You're experiencing pain and pleasure at the same time," Jiang Ye said with a laugh. The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

The two sat in the booth, drinking and reminiscing about the past.

Before we knew it, it was getting dark.

The bar started to fill up with customers, colorful neon lights began to flash, and the resident band started setting up their equipment on stage.

After a few glasses of strong liquor, both of them were slightly tipsy.

On stage, the band had just finished a high-energy rock song, and the lead singer announced a ten-minute break.

Fueled by alcohol, Lei Heng suddenly stood up, grabbed Jiang Ye's arm, and shouted, "Brother! Today is your day of rebirth, how can we just drink and not sing? Come on! Boss Jiang, come on stage and show us your skills!"

"Get lost, I haven't sung in years." Jiang Ye laughed and pushed him away.

"No way! You have to sing today! If you don't sing, you're disrespecting me!" Lei Heng persisted, directly gesturing to the band below the stage.

The band members all knew Lei Heng, the big boss, and upon seeing this, they immediately handed over a microphone and a wooden guitar.

Jiang Ye was half-pushed and half-forced onto the stage by Lei Heng.

He stood under the spotlight, looking at the bustling crowd below the stage; the alcohol was making his brain somewhat excited.

He took the guitar, tested the sound, and then sat down on the high stool.

"An old song, dedicated to the past seven years, and also to myself now."

Jiang Ye spoke softly into the microphone, and then his slender fingers plucked the strings, and a slightly melancholic and poignant prelude echoed through the bar.

It's Wu Bai's "Wanderer's Love Song".

"I don't want to think about you anymore, I don't want to love you anymore..."

"Let time slip away quietly, erasing our memories..."

Jiang Ye's voice is not as perfect as that of a professional singer; in fact, it is slightly hoarse due to smoking and drinking.

However, he poured all the grievances and repression he suffered in the Shen family over the past seven years, as well as the relief he felt after being completely free today, into this song.

Because he sang with extremely intense emotions, he made the song heart-wrenching, yet it also exuded a free and unrestrained wildness.

I will wipe away the tears that accidentally fall...

"And she'll pretend that nothing matters..."

"I'll shatter our love completely..."

"And drive it all out of my wounded heart..."

As the last line of lyrics fell, Jiang Ye suddenly swept the guitar strings, and the guitar emitted a crisp trailing sound.

The entire bar was silent for two seconds, then erupted in thunderous cheers and applause.