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Several thugs surrounded her and reached out to pull at Shen Qinghan's clothes.

Shen Qinghan struggled desperately, wildly waving the scraper in her hand, slashing the arm of one of the thugs.

The thug, in pain, became enraged and grabbed an empty wine bottle from a nearby table, cursing as he smashed it against things in the store.

Just then, the thug raised the bottle, about to smash it against the old oven.

That oven was a second-hand item that Shen Qinghan had saved up for several months to buy, and a strawberry cake for her daughter was being baked inside!

"Don't touch my oven!"

Shen Qinghan didn't have time to think. She immediately lunged forward and stood guard over the oven.

The thug couldn't stop the bottle in time and smashed it hard on Shen Qinghan's head.

The glass bottle shattered instantly.

Shen Qinghan felt a sharp pain in her head, and warm blood flowed down her forehead, blurring her vision.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the floor covered in shards of glass, instantly losing consciousness.

When the thugs saw Shen Qinghan lying motionless on the ground with blood all over his head, they instantly sobered up considerably.

"Someone's been killed! Run!"

The group panicked and scrambled out of the bakery, disappearing into the dark alleyway.

……

The next morning.

The air by the sea carries a slightly salty, damp coolness.

Jiang Ye crawled out of the tent, stretched, and looked at the rising sun gradually appearing on the distant sea.

He picked up his phone from the folding table, and as soon as he unlocked it, more than a dozen missed calls popped up on the screen.

It was all Lei Heng who attacked.

Jiang Ye frowned slightly and called back.

As soon as the call connected, Lei Heng's anxious voice came through.

"Boss, something's happened! Shen Qinghan was hit on the head at that bakery in the old town last night and is in the hospital with serious injuries!"

Jiang Ye's hand gripping the phone tightened suddenly.

"What happened? Explain yourself."

Lei Heng quickly recounted the incident from the previous night, including how thugs caused trouble and how Shen Qinghan was knocked unconscious while protecting the oven used to bake cakes for Xinyu.

"The person is still under observation in the intensive care unit of the First Municipal Hospital. The doctor said that due to excessive blood loss and a mild concussion, the situation is not optimistic."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ye stood on the beach, his brows furrowed tightly into a deep frown.

The sea breeze was blowing on his face, but he couldn't feel any coolness.

Shen Qinghan.

This name once brought him endless pain and humiliation.

He stopped loving this woman a long time ago, and at one point even found it annoying to look at her.

However, upon hearing that she risked her life to shield her daughter from a bottle in order to bake a cake for her, Jiang Ye felt a complex mix of emotions.

During this time, Shen Qinghan kept a low profile and ran a shop in the old town with his own hands. He had seen all of this change in his life, which was a testament to his self-reliance.

More importantly, she is, after all, Xinyu's biological mother.

If something really happens to Shen Qinghan, how heartbroken would Xinyu be?

Jiang Ye took a deep breath, turned around, and saw Xia Yu walking out of the tent.

Xia Yu was wearing an oversized men's T-shirt, her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she was holding two bottles of mineral water.

Seeing Jiang Ye's solemn expression, she stepped forward and handed him a bottle of water.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Jiang Ye took the water and, without hiding anything, briefly explained how Shen Qinghan had been seriously injured and hospitalized.

"I have to go back to Hanzhou." Jiang Ye looked at Xia Yu, his tone tinged with apology.

The motorcycle trip had just begun and the relationship between the two had just started to improve, so the sudden departure was indeed a bit disappointing.

However, Xia Yu's expression didn't show any displeasure after hearing this.

She simply looked at Jiang Ye quietly, then smiled slightly, her eyes revealing an unexpected maturity and clarity.

"Go ahead, book your tickets now."

Xia Yu stepped forward and helped Jiang Ye straighten his collar, which had been ruffled by the sea breeze.

"My cycling skills are not good to begin with, and after riding with you these past few days, my bones are almost falling apart."

"You should fly back and take care of things. I'll arrange for someone to come over on the motorcycle. She and I can ride back slowly, just as we can enjoy the scenery along the way."

Looking at the understanding woman in front of him, Jiang Ye felt a surge of indescribable emotions.

In the past, if Xia Yu encountered such a situation, he would definitely weigh the pros and cons, and might even fly into a rage because he was meddling in his ex-wife's business.

But now, instead of being angry, she took the initiative to arrange everything for him, so that he had no worries.

"Xia Yu, thank you," Jiang Ye said softly.

Xia Yu shook her head, her eyes clear.

"No need to thank me. She is, after all, Xinyu's mother. After such a big incident, as the child's father, you should go back and see her, both morally and logically."

"Hurry up and pack your things, don't miss your flight."

Watching Xia Yu turn away to pack up the tent, Jiang Ye stood there, his feelings extremely complicated.

He truly felt Xia Yu's maturity and changes.

This female CEO, who once valued profit more than life itself, has now learned to be tolerant and understanding.

However, faced with such summer rain, Jiang Ye found himself even more confused.

He knew in his heart whether rejecting her and choosing to wander was the right choice, which now seemed to be an unsolvable mystery.

……

Two hours later, Jiang Ye boarded a first-class cabin bound for Hanju.

The plane soared into the sky, weaving through the thick clouds.

The cabin was quiet. Jiang Ye leaned back in the large leather seat, looking out at the white expanse of water, but his thoughts were a jumbled mess.

This motorcycle trip, originally intended to find inner peace and the "Land of Clouds and Wilderness," did not seem to bring him the answers he sought.

On the contrary, his mind was now filled with images of those three women.

Shen Qinghan.

The once arrogant and haughty eldest daughter of the Shen family is now lying in a hospital bed, beaten bloody, over an old oven and a cake she made for her daughter.

Her humility, her transformation, were like a tiny needle, pricking his nerves from time to time.

Summer rain.

That ruthless and decisive ice queen in the business world went to get a motorcycle license for him, and tearfully said by the campfire by the sea that she was willing to give up everything to be his assistant.

Her generosity and understanding on the beach just now showed Jiang Ye a completely different side of her.

There's also Han Qingru.

The older sister who had protected him since childhood and was willing to give everything for him, yet cruelly pushed him away because of her age and inferiority complex.

Her words, "I'm willing to be your eldest sister forever," seemed like an insurmountable chasm between them.

Three women, three completely different feelings, like a giant net, trapping Jiang Ye tightly in the middle.

He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

This motorcycle trip ultimately failed to provide him with the answer to where his soul could find peace.

……

The plane landed at Hanju International Airport.

Jiang Ye did not return to the company or Donghu Apartment, but took a taxi directly to the First Hospital of Hanzhou City.

Inpatient department, general ward area.

Jiang Ye followed the corridor to the door of the ward that Lei Heng had given him.

He stood at the doorway, took a deep breath, and pushed open the white wooden door.