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

Han Qingru looked around the dilapidated courtyard and sighed.

"Let's go, let's kowtow to Grandpa first, then we'll go to town to get something to eat. I came straight here after I got off the plane, I'm starving."

The two went to the back mountain to pay respects at their grandfather's grave.

At her grandfather's grave, Han Qingru talked on and on for a long time, just like when she was a child.

After descending the mountain, the two drove the Mercedes-Benz G-Class to the town.

The town is small, with no upscale restaurants, only a few hole-in-the-wall eateries.

Finally, we went to town together and had barbecue.

Right there on the street was an open-air barbecue stall with a few greasy plastic tables and a barbecue grill belching thick smoke.

Han Qingru sat on the plastic stool without a care in the world, picked up a sizzling skewer of lamb, and began to eat it heartily without any regard for her image.

"Boss! Twenty more skewers of lamb, and two more bottles of ice-cold beer!"

Jiang Ye shouted at the boss, then picked up a bottle of beer, bit the cap open with his teeth, and poured a glass for Han Qingru.

At this barbecue stall, filled with the lively atmosphere of smoke and fire.

The two reconciled and their relationship was as good as before.

Gone were the business maneuvering and deceit, and the awkwardness and distance from the previous phone call were gone.

They were like siblings who had returned to more than ten years ago, fighting over roasted sweet potatoes on the street.

They ate skewers and drank alcohol, chatting about everything under the sun.

"Big sister, I've made up my mind."

Jiang Ye took a sip of ice-cold beer and wiped his mouth.

"I plan to renovate that old house in the village. I'll leave the exterior unchanged, but replace the entire interior. That way, when we're tired, we'll have a place where we can truly rest."

Upon hearing this news...

Han Qingru was very happy to hear that the old house was going to be renovated.

Her eyes lit up instantly, and she put down the meat skewer in her hand.

"Really? That's a great idea!"

"I've wanted to get that dilapidated courtyard repaired for ages! I just haven't had the time! It's our home!"

Han Qingru became more and more excited as she thought about it, and even began to plan the layout of the courtyard.

"We want to plant a big grapevine in the yard so we can relax in the shade during the summer. We also want a swing and two dogs!"

Just as Jiang Ye readily agreed.

Han Qingru suddenly took out her phone and quickly tapped the screen a few times.

"bite."

Jiang Ye's phone, which was on the table, rang.

He picked it up and saw it was a bank notification that his money had been deposited.

The amount was enormous, followed by a long string of zeros.

Jiang Ye was stunned and looked up at Han Qingru.

In addition, Jiang Ye received some dividends from overseas companies.

"Big sister, what are you doing?"

Jiang Ye frowned and pushed the phone back.

"I now control the entire Kunlun Capital. I don't have much of anything, except money. Doing business overseas isn't easy for you either. You can keep these dividends for yourself as your personal funds."

Han Qingru glared at him without any politeness.

Han Qingru still insisted on transferring a large sum of money.

"Stop talking nonsense! Just take it! You already have shares in this jewelry company."

Han Qingru slammed her hand on the table with an air of authority, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Besides, I'm also involved in renovating the house!"

"That's our shared home! What's with you paying for everything? Are you suggesting I won't move in anymore? You want to hog all the benefits?"

Looking at Han Qingru's domineering and protective demeanor.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but laugh.

It was a genuine, reassuring, and warm smile.

He didn't refuse again, picked up his wine glass, and clinked it heavily with Han Qingru's.

"Okay! Then this house will be considered our joint property!"

"Cheers!"

The two of them thoroughly enjoyed the roadside barbecue, which was filled with the aroma of smoke and fire. All the heavy business reports and intricate calculations seemed to be washed away by the rising cumin and the cold beer foam.

Before we knew it, the dozens of skewers of grilled meat on the table had been finished, and several empty wine bottles had been overturned haphazardly.

During the meal, Han Qingru drank some beer and became slightly tipsy.

Normally, she always wears haute couture suits and high heels, acting decisively in the business world, with a cold arrogance in her eyes that keeps strangers at bay.

But the current Han Qingru has shed that hard queenly shell.

Those already alluring peach blossom eyes were now veiled with a layer of watery mist due to the effects of alcohol.

Her fair and delicate cheeks were flushed with two alluring blushes, like ripe peaches, exuding a fatal mature feminine charm.

A gentle breeze ruffled a few stray hairs on her forehead as she lazily rested her chin on her hand, gazing at Jiang Ye.

It looks really good.

It was a kind of unreserved charm that came from letting down one's guard, which made Jiang Ye's heart skip a beat.

Jiang Ye's gaze roamed unabashedly over Han Qingru.

From her slightly open neckline, a result of her intoxication, the path descends to the exaggerated curves of her body as she sits on the plastic stool, tightly encased in her jeans.

Jiang Ye sized up Han Qingru, couldn't help but click his tongue, and blurted out something without thinking.

"Hey lady, what kind of amazing food did you eat in Thailand?"

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"I've never seen you so... well-endowed before. These pants are about to burst! If you walked down the street like this, you'd definitely turn heads!"

These words were spoken.

Han Qingru was stunned for a second.

By the time she realized what Jiang Ye was teasing her about...

Han Qingru's face turned as red as if it were bleeding, and even her slender neck was tinged with pink.

"Jiang Ye! Are you asking for a beating?!"

Han Qingru stood up, embarrassed and angry, leaned over, and grabbed Jiang Ye's ear. She twisted it hard!

"Ouch! Ouch! Big sister, be gentle!" Jiang Ye cried out exaggeratedly, leaning his body towards Han Qingru in response.

"How dare you joke about my older sister!"

Han Qingru gritted her teeth, but didn't actually exert any force with her hands; she was just making a show of it.

"You've really gone too far! Now that you're the boss of Kunlun Capital, you think you're all that? You even dare to take advantage of your older sister!"

Jiang Ye grinned and stood up following her grip, not flinching but instead moving even closer.

"How can you call this a joke? I'm genuinely praising you!"

Jiang Ye grinned and winked.

The image of that stormy typhoon night on a tropical private island, with its raging winds and torrential rain, uncontrollably surfaced in my mind.

"Besides, it's not like we haven't eaten it before..."

Jiang Ye lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of ambiguous teasing.

"That night of the typhoon abroad...we all..."

He was only halfway through his sentence.

Jiang Ye's voice suddenly stopped.

It felt like an invisible hand had suddenly grabbed my throat.

The originally relaxed and pleasant atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Immediately, an awkward silence fell over him, and he hesitated to speak.

That typhoon night was an inescapable knot between them.

That night's madness and passion was like a dazzling but fleeting firework display.

The next morning, Han Qingru's cold and resolute back view, and her words "Go find Xia Yu," were like a bucket of ice water, completely extinguishing this fire.