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The wind and rain have stopped.

Night deepened.

Jiang Ye held Han Qingru, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion, tightly in his arms.

Looking at her beautiful sleeping face, filled with contentment and exhaustion, Jiang Ye felt an unprecedented sense of peace and happiness.

He lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on Han Qingru's smooth forehead.

He made a silent vow in his heart.

I will never let go of this woman in my life!

Xia Yu, Shen Qinghan, and the Hanzhou business community—to hell with them all!

His eldest sister is Jiang Ye's final destination!

……

The next morning.

After the typhoon passed, the sky cleared up.

Golden sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the messy bed.

Jiang Ye slowly opened his eyes.

The hangover and the revelry of the previous night left his body a little sore, but his spirits were surprisingly high.

He turned his head and looked at Han Qingru, who was still curled up in his arms and fast asleep. A happy smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

He carefully pulled his arm out from under Han Qingru's weight, quietly lifted the blanket, and got out of bed.

He wanted to pour Han Qingru a glass of warm water so she could drink it when she woke up.

Jiang Ye walked to the bar in the living room and poured himself a glass of warm water.

Just as he turned to go back to his bedroom, his gaze inadvertently swept over a tablet computer on the coffee table.

The tablet screen was lit up, apparently because Han Qingru had watched half of it last night and hadn't turned it off.

Jiang Ye glanced at it casually.

It was a message sent by Lei Heng.

Xia Yu said she's been very worried about you lately and keeps asking about you.

Although Jiang Ye hates Xia Yu.

I hate her selfishness, I hate her betrayal, I hate that she destroyed their relationship with her own hands.

However, when he saw this news, a complex emotion still flashed through his mind.

It was a mixture of shock, doubt, and even a hint of worry that he himself was unwilling to admit...

After all, she was a woman he had truly loved and even wanted to spend his life with!

Jiang Ye stood there, staring at the screen, his brows furrowed tightly, his eyes shifting unpredictably.

He didn't notice.

The bedroom door had been open at some point.

Han Qingru stood barefoot at the door, wearing an oversized men's shirt.

She originally intended to go out and find Jiang Ye.

However, when she saw Jiang Ye staring intently at the news on the tablet, and saw the complex and painful expression on his face...

Han Qingru's heart sank to the bottom in an instant!

Han Qingru keenly noticed that complex emotion.

It was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, instantly extinguishing all the hope and happiness that had just ignited in her heart!

Han Qingru watched Jiang Ye's retreating figure, a deep pain and inferiority flashing in her eyes.

She bit her lip, and her eyes instantly reddened.

She knew it.

She knew it would turn out like this!

She is five years older than Jiang Ye!

She always felt that she was not good enough for Jiang Ye. She was afraid that Jiang Ye's feelings for her were just a momentary feeling, an impulse during a typhoon night, and that he was using her as a safe haven after being hurt!

It seems she was right.

Jiang Ye has never truly let go of Xia Yu!

Han Qingru took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the heart-wrenching pain in her heart.

She straightened her clothes, took a few steps with her slightly weak legs, and slowly walked behind Jiang Ye.

Hearing footsteps, Jiang Ye suddenly came to his senses.

He quickly turned off the tablet screen, turned around, and forced a somewhat unnatural smile.

"Big sister, you're awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer? I was just about to get you some water."

As Jiang Ye spoke, he opened his arms, wanting to hug Han Qingru.

but.

Just as his hand was about to touch Han Qingru.

Han Qingru suddenly took a step back, forcefully avoiding his touch.

Jiang Ye was stunned.

His hands froze in mid-air as he looked at Han Qingru with a puzzled expression.

"Big sister... what's wrong?"

Han Qingru lowered her head, not daring to look Jiang Ye in the eye.

She was afraid that if she looked into his eyes, she would burst into tears and abandon all her dignity to beg him to stay.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, using the pain to keep herself conscious.

She suppressed her heartache and, in a tone as cold as ice, uttered the most insincere and hurtful words of her life.

"Ono, last night... was a mistake."

Han Qingru's voice trembled slightly, each word sounding like it was dripping blood.

"mistake?"

Jiang Ye was struck dumb, completely stunned.

"Big sister, what are you talking about? What mistake? We clearly did it last night..."

"Stop talking!"

Han Qingru suddenly raised her head, her eyes red, and interrupted Jiang Ye.

"We were all drunk! Plus, it was a typhoon, so we lost control and did those ridiculous things!"

"But I'm not drunk! I'm perfectly sober! I know what I'm doing!" Jiang Ye cried out in protest.

"Are you awake? Are you really awake?!"

Han Qingru pointed at the tablet computer on the table, and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

"You still have Xia Yu in your heart, don't you?! I saw it all just now! Your eyes didn't lie when you saw the news about her accident! You're still worried about her, you're still heartbroken!"

"I didn't! Sister, let me explain!"

Jiang Ye frantically tried to grab Han Qingru's hand.

"I admit I was a little surprised to see the news, but I haven't had any feelings for her for a long time! I hate her! Every word I said to you last night was from the bottom of my heart! I..."

"That's enough!"

Han Qingru abruptly shook off Jiang Ye's hand, cruelly severing all his hopes.

"Jiang Ye, stop lying to yourself, and stop lying to me."

"I am your eldest sister, I always have been, and I always will be."

"Just like back in the orphanage, we can only be siblings. We'll always only be siblings!"

Han Qingru turned around, her back to Jiang Ye, her shoulders heaving violently.

"Go back now."

"Go back to Hanzhou."

"Xia Yu, she needs you."

. . . .

Han Qingru's words, "Xia Yu needs you," were like a poisoned ice blade, precisely and cruelly piercing Jiang Ye's heart.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, with only the dull sound of waves crashing against the rocks outside the window remaining.

Jiang Ye was struck dumb, standing there in a daze.

His hand, which had been outstretched in mid-air, fell limply to his side.

He watched Han Qingru's resolute back, and her shoulders trembling slightly as she tried to suppress her sobs. An unprecedented sense of powerlessness and sorrow welled up in his heart.

Why?

Why is that?!

Jiang Ye screamed wildly in his heart.

Why is it that when I open my heart and give my sincere soul, I never get a satisfactory result?

Shen Qinghan betrayed him without hesitation for money, treating him as an ATM and a stepping stone!

For the sake of power, Xia Yu weighed the pros and cons at a crucial moment, doubted him, guarded against him, and pushed him away with her own hands!

just now.

Even Han Qingru, whom he regarded as his last salvation and the only light in his life, cruelly pushed him away under this bullshit pretext of "doing it for his own good"!

Does Jiang Ye deserve to be abandoned? Does he deserve to grow old alone?!

"Big sister..."

Jiang Ye's voice was terribly hoarse, as if it were being squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

"You really... want to kick me out?"