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

Back at Kunlun Capital headquarters.

Jiang Ye summoned Lei Heng directly to the president's office.

"Old Lei, for the next few months, you will be in full charge of all company affairs."

Jiang Ye took off his motorcycle jacket, threw it on the sofa, and casually dropped a bombshell.

"I'm going to participate in the Dakar Rally."

"What?!"

Lei Heng had just picked up his teacup and taken a sip of water when he heard this, and he immediately spat out the water, almost choking himself to death.

"Boss! Are you crazy?!"

Lei Heng's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, even a hint of fear.

"That's the Dakar Rally! It's a death-defying race! How many drivers die there every year?!"

"You, the helmsman of Kunlun Capital, a billionaire tycoon, why are you going to suffer in that godforsaken place?!"

"What if... what if something happens to you in the desert? What will happen to the thousands of people at Kunlun Capital? Who will play the big game in Hanzhou?!"

Lei Heng was so anxious he was jumping up and down, trying his best to dissuade him.

"Boss, if you're feeling down and looking for some excitement, we can charter a private island, have a yacht party, or go to Las Vegas for a few days of high-stakes gambling! There's no need to risk your life in the desert!"

Jiang Ye walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling city outside with a determined gaze.

"Old Lei, you don't need to try to persuade me anymore."

"When have I ever gone back on my decisions?"

Jiang Ye turned his head and looked at Lei Heng, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"I need to go to the desert and clear my head of all this nonsense."

"I'm at ease leaving the company in your hands. If the sky falls, you'll be the first to hold it up."

"Besides, you guys were doing just fine without me for so long, weren't you?"

Looking at Jiang Ye's stubborn and unyielding appearance.

Lei Heng knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be useless.

The boss has such a temper, not even nine oxen could pull him back.

"well……"

Lei Heng sighed heavily and reluctantly gave in.

"Alright, since you insist on going, I can only fully support you."

"Don't worry about the company's affairs, I guarantee I'll manage them perfectly for you."

Lei Heng's expression turned serious.

"But boss, Dakar is no joke. Logistical support must be top-notch!"

"I'll immediately contact the best off-road teams in the country and hire top-notch mechanics and support staff to help you assemble a dedicated Dakar support team!"

"Vehicle modification, satellite communications, medical rescue—I'll arrange everything for you at the highest level!"

"Even if I have to spend money, I guarantee you'll come back from the desert unscathed!"

Jiang Ye felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he looked at Lei Heng's fierce and loyal demeanor.

"Thanks, Lao Lei."

Jiang Ye patted Lei Heng on the shoulder.

. . . . .

After arranging all the company's affairs.

Jiang Ye didn't waste another minute.

He went straight into a closed, grueling training camp located in the suburbs of Hanju.

To cope with the hellish level of the Dakar Rally, he had to push his physical fitness and driving skills to the limit in the shortest amount of time.

Every day, they undergo weighted cross-country running, core strength training, high-temperature endurance tests, and high-intensity motorcycle driving training on tracks simulating desert terrain.

Jiang Ye was like a tireless machine, frantically squeezing every last drop of his energy out of himself.

……

however.

The news that Jiang Ye had signed up for the Dakar Rally was a closely guarded secret within Kunlun Capital.

But in this world, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

Somehow, this news reached Shen Qinghan's ears.

At this point, Shen Qinghan was no longer the aloof and pampered eldest daughter of the Shen family.

Since being kicked out of the Shen family, she has suffered the devastating blows of miscarriage and hysterectomy.

She did it for survival, and also to get closer to Jiang Ye's world.

She abandoned all her pride and dignity and went to a remote motorcycle repair shop in the suburbs of Hanju to become a free apprentice.

The time she spent at the repair shop was arguably the most difficult period of her life.

I get up before dawn every day and work in the workshop, which is full of oil stains and the pungent smell of gasoline.

Washing parts, handing over wrenches, cleaning.

but.

Strangely, this intense physical labor actually helped Shen Qinghan's pale and haggard face, which had become pale due to depression and despair, gradually regain a healthy rosy glow.

During those days of sweltering heat, she had no time to overthink or wallow in self-pity.

Every day she watches those motorcycle parts being disassembled and reassembled.

All I could see in my mind was Jiang Ye's dashing and free figure riding his motorcycle.

This period of reflection allowed Shen Qinghan to fully realize her mistakes.

She finally understood how good Jiang Ye had been to her before, and how foolish and vain she herself had been.

She lost the most precious treasure in the world.

During this time, the calming down at the car dealership made her feel incredibly at ease.

. . . .

That noon.

Shen Qinghan was squatting on the ground, using a brush to clean the outer shell of an engine covered in grease.

The repair shop owner was sitting next to me, scrolling through short videos on his phone.

"Holy crap! This guy's awesome!"

The boss suddenly exclaimed.

"That billionaire boss of Kunlun Capital, what's his name, Jiang Ye? He's actually signed up for the Dakar Rally!"

"That's a life-or-death competition! I just don't understand the world of the rich!"

I heard the words "Jiang Ye" and "Dakar".

The brush in Shen Qinghan's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

She stood up abruptly, ignoring the black engine oil all over her hands, and snatched the boss's phone.

Looking at the news report on the screen about Jiang Ye's participation in the competition.

Shen Qinghan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand!

Dakar Rally!

Although she didn't know much about motorcycles, she had heard about how terrifying this competition was!

That was a real death rally!

If Jiang Ye participates in that kind of competition, what if something unexpected happens...?

Shen Qinghan dared not think any further.

She panicked.

I panicked completely.

She couldn't just stand by and watch Jiang Ye go to his death! She had to stop him! Or... at least stay by his side!

. . . .

In order to get back close to Jiang Ye, and to make up for the mistakes he had made.

Shen Qinghan made a crazy decision.

She returned to her dilapidated rented room, picked up a pair of scissors, and without hesitation cut her waist-length hair, which she had been proud of for many years, into a short bob.

Then, she changed into a pair of worn-out work pants that she wore at the repair shop, stained with oil and dust, and put on a baseball cap to cover her face completely.

She learned that Lei Heng was assembling a support convoy for Jiang Ye's Dakar Rally.

Shen Qinghan concealed his true identity and shamelessly went to the recruitment site for the support vehicle team.

"I want to apply for a locomotive repair apprenticeship."

Shen Qinghan lowered his head and spoke in a low voice to the foreman in charge of recruitment.

"I have previous work experience in a motorcycle shop. I can do any dirty or hard work. I don't need a salary, just a meal."

The supervisor sized her up.

Looking at her dirty work pants and her hands covered in calluses and grease.

Although it seemed a bit strange for a woman to do such rough work, the fleet happened to be short of a handyman, since she didn't want any wages.

"Alright, judging by your outfit, you look like someone who'd do manual labor."

The foreman waved his hand.

"However, our team is going to the desert, where conditions are extremely harsh. Try it out for a few days first, and if you can't handle the hardship, get out of here as soon as possible."

"Thank you! Thank you, foreman! I'll definitely do my best!"

Shen Qinghan was so excited that she bowed repeatedly.