After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

As night falls, the lights are on.

Luxury cars lined up in front of Buckingham Palace Hotel, resembling a top-tier international auto show.

Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach, and Ferrari formed a long line that stretched as far as the eye could see.

All the prominent figures in Hanzhou's business community, the heads of major families, and the elites in the financial world were scrambling to get a ticket to the celebration banquet.

Even if they can only stand in the outermost corner, it is an unparalleled honor for them.

The banquet hall was resplendent with gold and opulent, its extravagance reaching an outrageous level.

The enormous crystal chandelier shone brilliantly, and melodious classical symphony flowed gently through the air.

Top-quality French champagne was piled up into a crystal-clear mound, while top-quality lobsters and king crabs flown in from Australia were displayed in abundance, exuding an enticing aroma.

Jiang Ye was dressed in a black haute couture suit made entirely by hand. He stood tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a powerful aura.

He stood in the center of the hall, holding a glass of crimson Romanée-Conti, like a king reigning over the world, receiving the adoration of the crowd.

Standing beside him was Xia Yu, the ice queen of the Blue Ocean Group.

Xia Yu wore a starry blue deep-V haute couture evening gown today, with rhinestones embedded in the skirt sparkling under the lights.

This dress perfectly accentuated her stunning figure and flawless, snow-white skin, exuding a noble and aloof elegance with a touch of deadly sexiness.

She affectionately linked arms with Jiang Ye, a charming and confident smile on her face.

The two stood together; the man exuded a domineering and aloof aura, while the woman was stunningly beautiful and noble. They were a match made in heaven, so dazzling that no one dared to look directly at them.

"President Jiang! Congratulations! Xingchen Technology's victory was absolutely brilliant! It was a textbook example of a financial sniper attack!"

"Mr. Jiang, your ability to manipulate things so easily has truly opened the eyes of us old folks! From now on, we'll all be counting on you for our livelihood in Hanzhou!"

"General Manager Jiang is truly awe-inspiring! You are the pillar of strength for our Hanzhou business community! With you here, foreign capital will never dare to lay a finger on Hanzhou!"

Countless real estate tycoons and manufacturing giants worth billions lined up, holding wine glasses, and came over with fawning faces to toast Jiang Ye.

Everyone's face was filled with awe, flattery, and deep admiration.

Jiang Ye handled these seasoned business veterans with ease, displaying the demeanor of a powerful figure in every gesture.

Xia Yu acted like a perfect hostess, occasionally helping Jiang Ye avoid drinking a few glasses of wine. The two worked together seamlessly, making others envious.

Just as the banquet atmosphere reached its climax, the two heavy, carved copper doors of the banquet hall were pushed open.

Executive Vice Mayor Lin Zhifeng, accompanied by several high-ranking officials, strode in with beaming smiles.

"Mayor Lin is here!"

The crowd immediately and automatically parted to make way for a wide passage.

Lin Zhifeng walked straight up to Jiang Ye, and without any hesitation, stretched out his hands, tightly grasped Jiang Ye's hands, and shook them vigorously twice.

"Brother Jiang! I even turned down three extremely important provincial video conferences to come here today and ask for a toast to celebrate!"

Lin Zhifeng's voice was loud and clear, resounding throughout every corner of the hall.

"The success of Xingchen Technology has preserved the technological lifeline of our Hanzhou. Brother Jiang, you deserve the greatest credit! You are a great hero of Hanzhou!"

Lin Zhifeng turned around, faced the hundreds of business leaders in the room, and raised his glass full of champagne high.

"Everyone! Let's raise a glass together!"

"A salute to the leading figure in Hanju's business community! A salute to Jiang Ye, the true god of wealth in Hanju!"

boom!

The entire venue erupted in cheers!

The atmosphere was instantly pushed to its peak!

"Homage to the God of Wealth!"

"Respect to General Jiang!"

Hundreds of wine glasses were raised high in the air before colliding together, producing a crisp and melodious sound.

At this moment, Jiang Ye was officially crowned!

The title of "God of Wealth of Hanzhou" was completely solidified, and no one dared to raise any objections!

He stood at the absolute pinnacle of power and wealth, enjoying the worship of thousands, basking in unparalleled glory and arrogance!

. . . . . .

However, human joys and sorrows are not shared.

At the same time that Jiang Ye was standing on the top floor of the Buckingham Palace Hotel, enjoying flowers, applause and supreme glory.

Hanzhou First Hospital.

In the inpatient department, in an ordinary ward filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant and a faint smell of blood.

Shen Qinghan, who had just undergone a hysterectomy, slowly woke up.

As soon as the anesthesia wore off, a heart-wrenching pain, as if it were tearing her body in two, instantly spread wildly from her lower abdomen to every nerve in her body.

"hiss……"

Shen Qinghan gasped, his body drenched in cold sweat from the pain, and his teeth chattered.

She weakly opened her eyes, staring at the pale, cold ceiling above her, her gaze empty like that of a broken puppet without a soul.

The ward was cold, quiet, and deathly still.

There were no flowers, no fruit baskets, no relatives or friends offering words of comfort, and not even a caregiver to keep her company.

The Shen family has gone completely bankrupt. Their villa has been seized, and their parents are being forced to hide by loan sharks. They can't even protect their own lives, so how could they care about their daughter who has become a cripple?

Shen Qinghan turned her head with difficulty, feeling her throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire, as if she had swallowed a handful of sand.

She wanted to drink water.

She reached out her trembling hand, trying to reach the plastic water glass on the bedside table.

However, my finger accidentally touched the TV remote next to me.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

The LCD TV hanging on the wall was turned on unexpectedly.

The screen flickered, and the Hanzhou Finance Channel's video instantly appeared.

On the television, a grand live broadcast is underway.

"Good evening, everyone. This is the top-floor ballroom of the Buckingham Palace Hotel in Hanju."

"Tonight, Mr. Jiang Ye, the helmsman of Kunlun Capital, is hosting an unprecedentedly grand celebration banquet here!"

"Star Technology's valuation increased tenfold overnight. President Jiang's feat of spending billions in cash to fend off Wall Street giants has become a legend in China's financial world!"

"Just now, Executive Vice Mayor Lin Zhifeng personally came to offer his congratulations, and President Jiang was respectfully addressed as the 'God of Wealth of Hanzhou' by all the business tycoons present!"

Accompanied by the female host's excited, high-spirited, and adoring voice.

On the television screen, the camera panned to a close-up of Jiang Ye's strikingly handsome face.

He was dressed in a sharp, bespoke suit, holding a glass of red wine, with a confident, composed, and domineering smile on his lips.

He stood there like a god radiating boundless light, receiving everyone's worship and reverence.

Beside him, Xia Yu, dressed in a starry blue evening gown, was breathtakingly beautiful.

Xia Yu tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with undisguised love and admiration as she looked at Jiang Ye. The two smiled at each other, their understanding unwavering.

boom!

Looking at this extremely glaring and cruel scene on the screen.

Shen Qinghan's brain felt as if it had been struck hard by a solid iron hammer weighing ten thousand tons!

Her pupils contracted violently, her breathing became rapid and shallow, and it felt as if a raging fire had been stuffed into her chest, burning her internal organs and causing them to bleed!

That radiant, godlike man was once her husband!

He used to kneel on the ground every night to wash her feet, get up early every day to cook porridge for her, and pamper her as if she were the whole world. He couldn't bear to say a single harsh word to her. She was a pure love goddess!

If she hadn't been blinded by greed, if she hadn't cheated on her husband, if she hadn't thrown that divorce agreement in Jiang Ye's face.

The woman standing next to that man now, wearing a million-dollar haute couture evening gown and enjoying the worship of the top tycoons of the entire Hanzhou, should be Shen Qinghan!

She should have been the most honorable and glamorous wife of the God of Wealth in Hanzhou!

She deserved the most perfect life in the world!

But now?