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

The next day.

night.

Downstairs at Donghu Apartment, the streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow.

Xia Yu stood outside the apartment door and took a deep breath.

Instead of wearing those powerful haute couture business suits today, she changed into a soft beige knit sweater paired with simple jeans.

Her hair wasn't styled in a neat bun as usual, but rather casually draped over her shoulders.

This outfit made her look less sharp and assertive like a female CEO, and more pitiful and vulnerable.

Her eyes were red, clearly she had just been crying.

The scene of Zhao Mingyuan being arrested was like a heavy hammer, completely shattering all her pride and self-righteousness.

She finally understood that Jiang Ye's warnings were all correct.

She herself was blinded, and she herself pushed away the man who genuinely wanted to help her.

Xia Yu pressed the doorbell of Jiang Ye's apartment with trembling hands.

"Ding-dong—"

The doorbell echoed in the quiet hallway, each ring striking Xia Yu's tense nerves.

A while later.

With a "click," the door opened.

Jiang Ye, dressed in gray pajamas, stood behind the door.

His hair was somewhat disheveled, and his eyes revealed a deep weariness.

Seeing Xia Yu standing outside the door, Jiang Ye's eyes showed no surprise, nor any emotion.

It was as calm as watching a stranger delivering takeout.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Ye's voice was indifferent, devoid of any warmth.

Looking at Jiang Ye's indifferent face, Xia Yu felt a surge of grievance and regret.

Tears welled up uncontrollably again.

"Eno..."

Xia Yu's voice was hoarse, tinged with the sound of sobbing.

She stepped forward, wanting to take Jiang Ye's hand, but Jiang Ye subtly avoided it.

Xia Yu's hand froze in mid-air, looking incredibly embarrassed and helpless.

"I'm sorry... I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

Xia Yu lowered her head, her voice extremely humble.

"Regarding Zhao Mingyuan, it was my stubbornness and my distrust of you that led me astray. He almost ruined the entire company and our relationship."

"Jiang Ye, please forgive me? I promise I'll listen to you in everything from now on, and I'll never act on my own again."

"Let's start over, okay?"

Xia Yu looked up at Jiang Ye with hopeful eyes, tears streaming down her face.

however.

Jiang Ye simply watched her quietly.

Seeing this once powerful and arrogant ice queen in the business world now crying and begging for forgiveness in front of him like a child who has done something wrong.

Jiang Ye's heart remained completely unmoved.

There was no heartache, no pity, not even anger.

All that remained was a deep, utterly exhausted fatigue.

"Xia Yu"

Jiang Ye spoke slowly, his voice calm yet resolute.

"Don't you understand?"

"The problem between us isn't about Zhao Mingyuan at all."

"In your world, the company, profits, and right and wrong always come first."

"When faced with a crisis, your first thought is to weigh the pros and cons and protect your Blue Ocean Group."

"You're used to being suspicious, used to being defensive. You can even stand against me without hesitation for the sake of a so-called 'veteran meritorious official,' and hurt me with the most hurtful words."

Jiang Ye shook his head, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

I'm tired.

"A constant stream of arguments, suspicions, weighing the pros and cons, and business betrayals."

"These things have exhausted all my patience and passion for this relationship."

Jiang Ye straightened up and looked directly into Xia Yu's eyes, which were filled with despair.

"We are not on the same path."

"I'm too tired, we're really not a good match."

After saying that...

Jiang Ye did not give Xia Yu any further chance to speak.

He took a step back.

"Bang."

A muffled thud.

Jiang Ye coldly closed the apartment door.

……

The moment the door closed.

Jiang Ye seemed to have all his strength drained away.

He leaned against the cold security door, his body slowly sliding down until he finally collapsed onto the floor of the entryway.

He felt like an empty shell.

In the business world, facing a battle of billions of dollars and the cunning schemes of those old foxes, he can navigate with ease and act decisively.

but.

The emotional turmoil made him feel suffocated like never before.

Shen Qinghan is like that.

Xia Yu is the same.

Why?

Why is it so hard to have a pure and genuine relationship?

Jiang Ye covered his face with his hands and sighed deeply.

He felt lost again.

He didn't know where the "Cloud Wilderness Realm" he was so desperately searching for was.

He had always dreamed of a woman in a secluded paradise, far from the hustle and bustle, who would have eyes only for him, accompanying him as he worked from sunrise to sunset.

but.

Which woman is it?

Is it Shen Qinghan, the one he once loved so humbly, who ultimately betrayed him so heartlessly?

Is he still the same Xia Yu who is passionate in bed but full of scheming once he gets out of bed?

Or perhaps, there was never such a woman at all.

The so-called "Cloud Wilderness Realm" is nothing more than a ridiculous utopia he imagined.

Jiang Ye sat on the ground for a long time.

Until the hallway returned to a deathly silence.

He suddenly stood up.

To completely clear his mind of those tangled and complicated emotions, he went into the walk-in closet and pulled out the black motorcycle suit that had been gathering dust for a long time.

Put on a leather jacket and slip on your Doc Martens.

Jiang Ye picked up the limited-edition carbon fiber helmet and strode out of the apartment.

. . . .

In the underground parking garage.

The massive BMW GS was parked quietly in the corner.

It feels like ages since I last rode this old buddy after returning from my last motorcycle trip.

Jiang Ye straddled the motorcycle and inserted the key.

"boom--!!!"

With a furious roar of the engine, the black motorcycle, like an enraged beast, suddenly shot out of the garage.

Jiang Ye once again left the hustle and bustle of the city and those annoying women behind.

Alone, I drove towards the suburbs.

……

The night wind,

It scraped against the helmet, making a whistling sound.

Jiang Ye drove the car to its maximum speed, speeding wildly on the empty national highway.

He tried to numb his inner pain and confusion with this extreme speed.

However, no matter how fast he rode, that deep-seated loneliness always followed him like a shadow.

I don't know how long I rode.

Jiang Ye parked the car in a sheltered spot by the roadside.

He took off his helmet and hung it on the handlebars.

Leaning against the large tires, Jiang Ye took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

The scarlet cigarette butt flickered in the darkness.

Jiang Ye took a deep breath, the pungent smoke filling his lungs, but he couldn't suppress the turbulent restlessness in his heart.

He looked at the pitch-black wilderness before him and listened to the occasional chirping of unknown insects in the distance.

An unprecedented sense of loneliness instantly overwhelmed him.

He even began to wonder if he was destined to rot in this loneliness for the rest of his life.

Just then.

The cell phone, which was in the inside pocket of the leather jacket, suddenly started vibrating violently.

"Buzzing—"

In this silent wilderness, the vibration of the cell phone sounded particularly jarring.

Jiang Ye frowned and took out his phone.

When he saw the caller ID on the screen, he was stunned.

Miss.

Han Qingru.