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

The words fell.

Jiang Ye's fingers swept across the strings with a sudden movement.

"Zheng—!"

The crisp sound of a guitar echoed through the empty wooden building.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Changjiang's hoarse voice, full of vicissitudes and brokenness, erupted like a long-suppressed volcano!

"I walked through the crowded streets, but couldn't find an excuse to stop..."

They were all laughing, but I was trembling in the wind...

"This world is so big, where is my way out..."

There was no elaborate accompaniment, no dazzling lights.

All there was was a broken guitar and a man's heart-wrenching screams.

The song was filled with resentment towards fate, an indictment of loneliness, and the ecstatic joy of finding hope in despair.

The song pierced through the wooden buildings and lingered in the sky above the Cloud Top Town for a long time.

As Han Qingru listened to the powerful singing and watched Jiang Ye playing the guitar, a genuine smile appeared on her lips.

She knew it in her heart.

Accompanied by this poignant folk song, the "heart" of Genting Town has begun to beat powerfully!

……

The camera then shifts to downtown Seoul.

Jiang Ye arranged for a large, single-level apartment in the city center.

Shen Qinghan pushed open the door, looking utterly exhausted.

She had just gone to Ivy League International Bilingual Kindergarten to pick up her daughter, Shen Xinyu.

Although the house was large and luxurious, Shen Qinghan always felt empty inside.

"Mother……"

As soon as she entered the door, Shen Xinyu threw down her schoolbag, rushed into Shen Qinghan's arms, and burst into tears.

"What's wrong, Xinyu? Don't cry, tell Mommy what happened?"

Shen Qinghan was startled and quickly squatted down, tenderly wiping away her daughter's tears.

"Mom, the kids in my class are bullying me..."

Shen Xinyu was sobbing uncontrollably, her small shoulders trembling.

"They said...that our family went bankrupt, that I was a wild child without a father..."

"They even took my toys and won't play with me..."

Hearing his daughter's tearful complaint.

Shen Qinghan's heart felt as if it had been pierced by countless steel needles!

The pain was so intense she could barely breathe!

She looked at her daughter's red, tear-stained face and her little fists clenched tightly in frustration.

At this moment, Shen Qinghan's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

She hugged her daughter tightly, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam.

"I'm sorry... Xinyu, I'm so sorry... It's all Mom's fault..."

Shen Qinghan burst into tears.

If she hadn't been so blind back then, insisting on divorcing Jiang Ye and following that beast Gu Ziming...

How could her daughter have fallen to the point of being bullied and ridiculed in kindergarten?

Jiang Ye used to love Ai Yu so much!

As long as Jiang Ye is around, who would dare to lay a finger on Xin Yu?

"Mom, I miss Dad..."

Shen Xinyu buried her head in Shen Qinghan's arms and cried out.

"I want to eat my dad's braised pork, and I want him to pick me up from school on his big motorcycle..."

"Mom, can you call Dad? Can you ask him to come home?"

Hearing her daughter's heart-wrenching cries.

Shen Qinghan's heart was broken.

With trembling hands, she pulled her phone out of her bag.

After a painful internal struggle.

She finally pressed the number she knew by heart.

……

at this time.

In front of an open-air barbecue stall in Genting Town.

Jiang Ye and Han Qingru were sitting on plastic stools, eating sizzling, oily grilled meat.

"Buzzing—"

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

He picked up his phone and glanced at it, his brow furrowing slightly.

It was Shen Qinghan calling.

Jiang Ye hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the answer button.

"Feed." Jiang Ye's voice was indifferent.

On the other end of the phone, Shen Qinghan's suppressed sobs could be heard.

"Jiang Ye... Xinyu was bullied at kindergarten... She kept crying and shouting that she wanted to find you..."

"Could you...could you spare some time to come and see her?"

Upon hearing that Shen Xinyu had been bullied, Jiang Ye's eyes flickered slightly.

But soon, he regained that cold calm.

"understood."

Jiang Ye said calmly, "I've been very busy lately. I'll go another time."

After saying that, Jiang Ye hung up the phone.

He threw his phone on the table, picked up his beer, took a sip, and looked somewhat gloomy.

"What's wrong? Who called?"

Seeing that Jiang Ye's expression was off, Han Qingru put down the barbecue she was holding and asked with concern.

"Shen Qinghan".

Jiang Ye sighed and briefly recounted the situation from the phone call.

"I pay child support on time every month, and I reimburse all her expenses in full. And now I've even arranged for them to live in such a nice, spacious apartment."

Jiang Ye scratched his hair in frustration.

"I feel that as an ex-husband and a biological father, I have done more than enough."

"But when I think of that woman, and that ungrateful daughter who once threw an ashtray at me..."

"I feel so suffocated inside. I really don't want to face them anymore."

Han Qingru remained silent as she listened to Jiang Ye's complaints.

She stood up and walked to Jiang Ye's side.

She reached out her fair and soft hand and gently patted Jiang Ye.

"Ono."

"I know you're upset and hurt."

"That woman, Shen Qinghan, has brought this upon herself; she deserves it."

"But Xinyu was only seven years old at the time."

"She's still a child who doesn't understand anything. She was brainwashed for a long time by Old Madam Shen and Shen Qinghan in the twisted environment of the Shen family, which is why she did the kind of thing that hurt you."

"Now that the Shen family has fallen, that child has suffered and been wronged along with Shen Qinghan. Only now does she finally understand who in this world truly loves her and who truly treats her well."

Han Qingru walked up to Jiang Ye, bent down slightly, and looked at him earnestly with her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Xiao Ye, you can never forgive Shen Qinghan, you can never talk to her."

"However, if you completely abandon even your own daughter, you will never be able to pull out the thorn in your heart."

"Go see her."

Han Qingru reached out and gently stroked Jiang Ye's cheek.

"Just consider it as letting yourself off the hook."

"and……"

"In the Dakar Desert, Shen Qinghan did risk his life to save you, after all."

"Let's keep things separate. We can't pretend this kindness never happened."

Listening to the eldest sister's reasonable, tolerant and generous words.

Jiang Ye was stunned.

He looked at the gentle yet powerful woman before him.

He always thought that Han Qingru hated Shen Qinghan to the core.

But now, she is able to stand from such an objective and rational perspective to persuade him to face the family that once hurt him.

Such magnanimity, such vision.

She's truly incomparable to ordinary women!

Under Han Qingru's gentle gaze.

The hard ice wall in Jiang Ye's heart finally cracked open.

He took a deep breath and grasped Han Qingru's hand, which was resting on his cheek.

"Thank you, big sister."

Jiang Ye's voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes became clear.

"I know what to do."