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These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, exploding loudly across the playground!

Then, Jiang Ye's gaze was fixed on the boys who had bullied Shen Xinyu earlier, and their parents standing behind them.

Those wealthy parents were initially arrogant, thinking it didn't matter if the children were playing around.

However, when they saw Jiang Ye's face clearly, and saw the Rolls-Royce with consecutive license plates...

These wealthy individuals, who were considered prominent figures in Hanju, were instantly terrified, their legs went weak, their faces turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down their foreheads!

The God of Wealth of Hanzhou! The Helmsman of Kunlun Capital! Jiang Ye!

That ruthless guy who just crushed Tencent in the business world!

They never dreamed that the "wild child" their son mocked was actually Jiang Ye's biological daughter!

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang..."

The fat boy's father was so frightened that he could barely speak. He scrambled forward, grabbed his son by the ear, and dragged him to Jiang Ye's feet.

"You insolent brat! Apologize to Miss Xinyu right now!"

The chubby boy was so frightened by his father's fierce appearance that he burst into tears.

Several wealthy parents lined up, pressing their children's heads down, and bowed deeply to Shen Xinyu in Jiang Ye's arms, their voices filled with barely concealed fear and trembling.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Xinyu! We've failed in our parenting. We're so sorry!"

Jiang Ye coldly watched these usually arrogant tycoons bowing and scraping before him, his eyes devoid of any pity.

Holding Shen Xinyu in his arms, he used his actions to declare to everyone present, and indeed to the entire Hanzhou, an inviolable bottom line:

Jiang Ye's daughter, even without her mother by her side.

She will absolutely not allow anyone to lay a finger on her!

. . .

After the parents' meeting, the kindergarten playground returned to calm. Those previously arrogant wealthy parents now looked like wilted eggplants, slinking away with their children.

Jiang Ye did not take Shen Xinyu back to her large apartment in Donghu Apartment.

He personally drove his black Mercedes-Benz G-Class with his daughter, all the way out of Hanzhou City and to the "Cloud Wilderness" town, which was already taking shape in the suburbs.

This large-scale cultural and tourism town is nestled against mountains and beside water, boasting beautiful scenery. Although some areas are still under construction, the core scenic area has been fully completed.

Jiang Ye held Shen Xinyu's small hand and walked along the cobblestone path to the highest viewing platform in the town.

Standing here, you can overlook the entire town and see the distant, rolling mountains and the sea of ​​clouds.

The father and daughter sat side by side on a wooden bench on the observation deck.

A mountain breeze blows by, bringing with it a refreshing scent of grass and trees.

In Shen Xinyu's hand was a huge pink cotton candy that Jiang Ye had just bought for her by the roadside. However, the little girl didn't eat a single bite.

She lowered her head, her small hands tightly gripping the stick of the marshmallow, her big eyes flashing with complex emotions.

After a while, Shen Xinyu secretly raised her head and glanced at Jiang Ye sitting next to her.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Ye's forehead near his hairline. There, a faint scar, though still visible, marked the area.

That was a few months ago, on that chaotic night, when she personally smashed it with an ashtray to protect Gu Ziming.

Looking at the scar, Shen Xinyu's mind was suddenly filled with all the things that had happened during this time.

Uncle Gu Ziming's hypocrisy and indifference, Mom's complaints and hysteria, and today at kindergarten, the vicious mockery of those children.

And, in my most helpless and frightened moment, my father appeared out of nowhere like a superhero and held me tightly in his arms.

Shen Xinyu suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

"Wow--"

The little girl couldn't hold back any longer. She dropped the cotton candy in her hand, threw herself into Jiang Ye's arms, hugged his neck tightly, and burst into tears.

The cries were filled with grievance, self-blame, and deep regret for the ignorant behavior of the past.

"Dad...I'm sorry..."

Shen Xinyu buried her face in Jiang Ye's chest, her tears instantly soaking his shirt. She sobbed uncontrollably.

"I was so immature before... I shouldn't have hit you with the ashtray... I was wrong..."

"I don't want Zimo's dad anymore... He's a bad person... I only want you... Dad, please don't abandon me..."

Hearing her daughter's long-overdue, heartfelt apology.

Feeling the tiny body trembling in my arms as it cried.

Jiang Ye's heart skipped a beat.

The hardened ice in his heart, formed by the "ashtray incident," finally melted completely at this moment, in his daughter's tears.

Jiang Ye's eyes were also slightly red.

He stretched out his strong arms and hugged his daughter tightly, his broad hands gently patting her thin back, his voice deep and tender:

"Dad doesn't blame you, it's all in the past."

"Xinyu, don't cry. From now on, Daddy will always protect you, and no one will be allowed to bully you."

The father and daughter embraced tightly in front of the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

After months of estrangement, the cracks caused by misunderstandings and hurt finally thawed completely at this moment.

……

Upon learning that Jiang Ye had brought Shen Xinyu to the town of Yunhuang, Han Qingru immediately canceled all her important work meetings and made a special trip from the city.

Instead of wearing a powerful business suit today, she changed into a casual beige knit sweater and jeans, with her long hair casually tied into a ponytail, making her look like a gentle older sister next door.

Han Qingru did not put on any airs of an elder or a female CEO.

She was carrying an exquisite paper bag containing Shen Xinyu's favorite limited-edition Disney picture book, as well as several boxes of delicate pastries bought from the top private bakery in Hanzhou.

On a lush green lawn in the small town, Han Qingru spread out a picnic mat.

She patiently sat with Shen Xinyu on the grass and taught her how to color in the sketchbook with a paintbrush.

"Look, Xinyu, this flower is called Gesang flower. Its petals are pink, which represents happiness."

Han Qingru pointed to a small wildflower on the grass, her voice so gentle it was almost dripping with tenderness.

Shen Xinyu grew up in an environment filled with complaints, anxiety, and utilitarianism, much like Shen Qinghan's. Shen Qinghan only cared about Gu Ziming and how to live the life of a wealthy woman, and never spoke to her in such a gentle and patient tone.

Shen Xinyu had never experienced such pure and inclusive maternal care.

Soon, the little girl was completely captivated by Han Qingru's gentleness.

As she ate the pastries that Han Qingru fed her, she looked up at Han Qingru with bright, sparkling eyes, calling her "Aunt Qingru" affectionately.

Later, Shen Xinyu even took Han Qingru's hand and ran around on the grass, her giggles echoing in the town, refusing to let go.

Jiang Ye stood under a large tree not far away.

He put his hands in his pockets and watched the two figures, one big and one small, chatting and laughing on the grass in the afterglow of the setting sun.

A genuine smile of happiness involuntarily crept onto Jiang Ye's lips.

At this moment, although there is no blood relation, the scene before them is even more like a real family of three.

It's so heartwarming that you wish time could stand still forever.

……