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After a long flight of more than ten hours, the plane finally landed at Hanju International Airport.

Jiang Ye walked out of the airport terminal. The sky over Hanzhou was somewhat overcast, and the wind carried a hint of early autumn chill. He didn't call a private car or contact anyone; he simply hailed a taxi on the roadside like an ordinary traveler returning home.

"Master, to the Mid-Mountain Cloud Top Villa Area." Jiang Ye gave the address, then leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes.

Half-Mountain Cloud Top is the most exclusive affluent area in Hanju.

This villa was purchased by Shen Qinghan in the third year after he took over the Shen Group. At that time, with Jiang Ye's covert financial support, the Shen Group had just weathered a major crisis and made a fortune. To demonstrate his status, Shen Qinghan insisted on buying the largest and most prestigious building here.

Shen Qinghan thought the down payment and subsequent loans were paid from the company's account, but in fact, Jiang Ye paid them all from his personal account.

More than half an hour later, the taxi stopped outside the gate of the villa area. Due to strict security, outside vehicles could not enter, so Jiang Ye had to pay the fare and walk in.

After walking along the familiar tree-lined avenue for more than ten minutes, Jiang Ye stopped in front of a very large and luxurious villa.

He took out the key and pushed open the heavy bronze door.

Jiang Ye walked through the neatly manicured entrance garden and entered the villa's living room.

The house was huge, with three floors totaling over 800 square meters. It was decorated in a lavish style, with expensive marble and imported crystal chandeliers everywhere. Because Shen Qinghan had taken her daughter to the United States for more than half a year, the house, which was usually only occupied by a cleaning lady who came regularly, seemed unusually empty at this moment.

Jiang Ye stood in the center of the living room, looking around.

Seeing this villa, although the house was very large, it was quite shabby.

There wasn't a trace of human warmth in the air; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The leather sofa gleamed with a cold sheen, the enormous television screen resembled a black tombstone, and even the expensive oil paintings on the wall seemed lifeless.

Jiang Ye threw the canvas bag on the ground, walked to the sofa and sat down. He took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and lit it.

The bluish-gray smoke slowly dissipated in the quiet living room.

Jiang Ye took a deep drag of his cigarette, feeling a burning sensation in his lungs and a tightness in his chest, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Seven years.

It's been seven years.

He spent the seven most golden years of his life in this house, in this so-called "home".

He gets up at six every morning to prepare breakfast for his family in this open-plan luxury kitchen;

He drives his car every day, shuttling through the streets and alleys of Hanzhou, picking up and dropping off Shen Qinghan at get off work and taking Shen Xinyu to kindergarten;

He took on all the housework, and even though the family could afford to hire a nanny, he insisted on doing it himself, just to make the family feel more humane.

But looking back now, it all seems like a huge joke.

Jiang Ye leaned back on the sofa, staring blankly at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

Now he truly regrets it.

Marrying Shen Qinghan to repay the so-called life-saving grace of Old Master Shen was a complete mistake.

Seven years ago, shortly after he founded Kunlun Capital, he was in a car accident. It was Mr. Shen, who happened to be passing by, who took him to the hospital and even paid his medical expenses.

Out of gratitude, he agreed to marry into the Shen family and take care of Shen Qinghan before Old Master Shen passed away.

He believed that people are all made of flesh and blood, and that as long as he gave sincerely, he would always receive sincere treatment in return.

But he was wrong, terribly wrong.

Shen Qinghan's heart is like a stone that can never be warmed. She only cares about interests, status, and the false ideal of Gu Ziming in her heart.

In fact, Jiang Ye is not short of money at all.

As the behind-the-scenes founder of "Kunlun Capital," a top global conglomerate, the wealth he controls is an astronomical figure that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of. If he wanted, he could buy countless luxury villas like these, and he could buy the most bustling commercial street in the entire Hanzhou.

But he never cared about any of that.

He was an orphan from a young age and grew up in an orphanage, where he witnessed the harsh realities of human nature. Therefore, his greatest dream in life was never to build a vast business empire or to stand at the top of the world and be worshipped by others.

His biggest dream is to have a home.

An ordinary yet warm home. A family of three, eating three meals a day, living a simple and ordinary life.

He had even imagined the future countless times in his mind.

He planned that when his daughter Shen Xinyu grew up, got into university, and no longer needed his care, he would take Shen Qinghan to a place with mountains and rivers, a place with beautiful scenery.

It doesn't need to be too big, just a bungalow with a yard will do. There should be an acre of fertile land in the yard to grow some seasonal vegetables.

He wants to raise a big yellow dog that wags its tail and follows him around every day.

He wants to buy a good fishing rod so he can go fishing by the river whenever he has free time.

He also wants to buy a motorcycle so that when the weather is nice, he can take his lover for a ride in the mountains.

The river there must be azure blue and crystal clear. The yard should be surrounded by all kinds of flowers: peach blossoms in spring, roses in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter.

In the evening, they would light a fire in the earthen stove and cook a hot meal over a wood fire. Wisps of smoke rose from the chimney, and the aroma of the food filled the entire courtyard.

To live that kind of rural life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, living a life free from worldly strife.

What wonderful days those would be!

However, reality slapped him hard in the face.

My marriage has turned out like this!!

Shen Qinghan not only didn't love him, but she didn't even give him the most basic respect. In Shen Qinghan's eyes, he would always be just a good-for-nothing who lived off a woman, a driver whose name wasn't even worthy of being mentioned.

Clearly, this dream, hidden deep in her heart, has been shattered completely. Shattered beyond repair, beyond even being pieced back together.

Jiang Ye took a deep drag on his cigarette and stubbed it out in the crystal ashtray.

He stood up, slowly walked up to the second floor, and pushed open the door to his daughter Shen Xinyu's room.

The room was filled with pink lace and expensive toys. On the desk, there was a photo of Shen Xinyu and him when she was three years old. In the photo, the little girl was riding on his shoulders, smiling like a little angel.

His daughter was once Jiang Ye's biggest weakness.

For the past seven years, Shen Qinghan has been busy with work, and he is rarely seen for ten days or half a month. He practically raised Shen Xinyu from infancy.

His daughter has severe asthma, and he has stayed by her bedside day and night without closing his eyes. His daughter is a picky eater, so he has learned to cook all kinds of dishes in different ways, just to get her to eat one more bite.

He thought that even if Shen Qinghan didn't love him, at least their daughter was his own flesh and blood.

However, it seems it's useless now!

The scene he saw through the glass window outside that Michelin-starred restaurant in Country M was like a sharp knife, completely severing the last vestige of hope in Jiang Ye's heart.

My daughter is calling other people's dad now.

That "Daddy Zimo" came out so naturally, so affectionately. She wore the crystal necklace Gu Zimo had given her, but left the peace charm he had carved himself lying in a corner. She disliked the strange smell of the airplane on him, but leaned over and kissed Gu Zimo's cheek.

Jiang Ye stood in his daughter's room, looking at the photo, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Jiang Ye felt that he should let it all go completely.

Since the mother and daughter have already found their perfect "family of three," why should he shamelessly stick around and become annoying?

From now on, I won't have to take care of my daughter anymore.

No more setting a dozen alarms every day to remind her to take her medicine, no more running out in the middle of the night to queue up to buy her limited edition dolls, no more humbling myself to please her.

He is free.

He wants to live the life he desires.

Jiang Ye glanced at the cold villa and turned to leave without looking back.

After leaving the mountaintop, Jiang Ye hailed a taxi and went straight back to Donghu Apartment.

This is an old house that is only about 80 square meters.

It is located in the old town of Hanju City, right next to Donghu University.

Jiang Ye bought this house many years ago. At that time, he hadn't made his fortune yet and had just settled in Hanzhou. He saved up some money and bought this second-hand house.

Later, he founded Kunlun Capital, which greatly increased his net worth and gave him numerous luxury homes, but he never sold this old house.

Because this place holds his earliest memories and is where he feels most at ease.

......

Half an hour later.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the residential compound. It was an older compound, lacking the imposing security of a typical hilltop resort; only an old man dozed off at the gate. The compound was filled with tall plane trees, and several elderly people were playing chess under their shade.

Because it's right next to Donghu University, many students preparing for postgraduate entrance exams and recent graduates rent apartments in the community. As soon as you walk in, you can feel a strong sense of community and a distinctly university atmosphere.