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

Han Qingru lay limp on the bed, her whole body aching and weak, not wanting to move even a finger.

Jiang Ye then dressed refreshed and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Soon, an enticing aroma wafted from the kitchen.

Despite her aching body, Han Qingru finished washing up and went to the restaurant.

On the table, steaming hot congee with preserved egg and lean pork, golden and crispy fried eggs, and several delicate side dishes were already laid out.

Jiang Ye, wearing an apron, was placing the last cup of hot milk on the table.

"Big sister, come and have breakfast."

Jiang Ye greeted him with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, and at Jiang Ye's busy yet heartwarming figure.

A strong sense of emotion welled up in Han Qingru's heart once again.

She walked over and sat down at the dining table.

Jiang Ye ladled out a bowl of porridge and handed it to Han Qingru.

"Big sister, try my cooking and see if it's gotten worse."

Han Qingru took the porridge and took a sip.

The familiar taste flowed down her throat and into her stomach, instantly warming her entire body.

"tasty."

Han Qingru lowered her head and said softly.

After breakfast, the two sat on the sofa to rest.

Jiang Ye looked at Han Qingru, hesitated for a moment, and then asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time.

"Big sister, why don't you want to be with me?"

Jiang Ye's eyes held a hint of confusion and grievance.

"Do you really think of me as just a younger brother?"

Upon hearing this question, Han Qingru's body stiffened slightly.

She put down her water glass, turned her head, and looked at Jiang Ye.

"Ono, I..."

Han Qingru bit her lip, a hint of pain and struggle flashing in her eyes.

"I'm five years older than you, I'm divorced, and I have a child."

"You're now the boss of a multi-billion dollar company, with a bright future ahead of you. There are so many young and beautiful girls around you, and Xia Yu is a better match for you than I am."

"I don't want to be a burden to you, and I don't want you to be pointed at and gossiped about because of me."

Han Qingru's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes reddened.

Hearing Han Qingru's words, which were full of inferiority and concession,

A surge of intense anger and heartache welled up in Jiang Ye's heart.

He suddenly stood up and walked up to Han Qingru.

"Slap! Slap!"

Jiang Ye didn't hold back and slapped Han Qingru's pert buttocks twice.

"Ouch! What are you doing!"

Han Qingru gasped, clutching the spot where she had been hit, glaring at Jiang Ye with a mixture of shame and anger.

"It feels good."

Jiang Ye chuckled mischievously, his eyes revealing a domineering glint.

"Big sister, I'm warning you."

"From now on, if you ever dare to bring up the age issue again, or ever dare to say that you are not good enough for me..."

"It's not as simple as just hitting me twice!"

Jiang Ye leaned closer to Han Qingru, his tone carrying a hint of threat.

"I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days!"

Upon hearing this blatant threat, Han Qingru's face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck.

"You...you filthy scoundrel!"

Han Qingru cursed in shame and indignation, but never mentioned her age again.

The two exchanged a knowing smile.

They decided to let things take their course and stop worrying about worldly opinions and the constraints of social status.

As long as we love each other and can be together, nothing else matters.

……

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Ye's "Yunhuang Cultural and Creative" super ecosystem plan has achieved unprecedented success.

This disruptive approach, which transforms intangible emotional value into tangible cultural products, not only perfectly maintains the purity of the SKY SOUL software, but also generates a staggering revenue of billions in just one month!

Jiang Ye, with his business genius, perfectly balanced passion and capital.

The book "I'm Waiting for You in Yunhuang" from the "Yunhuang Cultural and Creative" series immediately topped the national bestseller list upon publication.

To thank its users, Kunlun Capital held a grand autograph session and fan meeting at the largest sports center in Hanju.

This event not only attracted tens of thousands of enthusiastic fans, but also created an unprecedented "once-in-a-century" moment.

The sports center was packed with people, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

Han Qingru, the major shareholder behind Kunlun Capital, sat in the VIP section wearing an elegant Suzhou-embroidered cheongsam. Her gentle and dignified demeanor attracted the attention of numerous media cameras.

Xia Yu, representing Huaxia Cultural Tourism, delivered a passionate speech on stage in a sharp white suit. Her commanding presence and confident demeanor showcased the exceptional elegance of a top female CEO.

Shen Qinghan, an ordinary reader, dressed in faded jeans and a simple white T-shirt, quietly stood in line for the book signing. She wore no makeup, her eyes were calm, and she held a copy of "Waiting for You in Yunhuang" tightly in her hands.

When Jiang Ye stood on the stage, ready to sign autographs for fans.

His gaze slowly swept across the audience.

He saw Han Qingru sitting in the VIP section, looking at him with tender eyes.

He saw Xia Yu, shining brightly on stage, fighting alongside him.

He also saw Shen Qinghan, who stood in the queue, her appearance serene and composed, having shed all worldly adornments.

These three women all left a deep mark on his life.

Jiang Ye was filled with mixed feelings.

He took a deep breath, picked up the pen, and solemnly signed his name on the first book.

. . . .

The autograph session came to a successful close, and the crowd outside the sports center gradually dispersed.

Jiang Ye did not attend the subsequent celebration banquet, but went directly back to the president's office at the headquarters of Kunlun Capital.

A mountain of documents lay on his desk, waiting for him to process them. The explosive popularity of Yunhuang Cultural and Creative Products had brought huge profits, but it had also brought enormous operational pressure.

He rubbed his throbbing temples, just about to open the first report.

The office door was gently pushed open.

Han Qingru walked in carrying an exquisite thermos. Today she was wearing a beige knitted cardigan, her long hair casually tied back, having shed the dignified demeanor she displayed at the book signing event, and gaining a gentle, domestic charm.

"Still busy?" Han Qingru walked to the desk, put down the thermos, and spoke softly.

"Hmm, there are still a few documents to review." Jiang Ye put down his pen, looked at her, and his gaze softened unconsciously.

Han Qingru opened the thermos, and a rich aroma of medicinal cuisine instantly filled the office.

"I simmered cordyceps and black chicken soup for four hours. You've been working too hard lately, you need to nourish yourself properly."

She took out a small white porcelain bowl, carefully filled it with soup, and even picked out a few pieces of stewed black-boned chicken that were cooked until tender, and handed them to Jiang Ye.

"Drink it while it's hot, it'll taste fishy when it cools down."

Jiang Ye took the soup bowl and took a sip.

The broth is delicious and rich, with a subtle aroma of herbs. As it flows down your throat and into your stomach, it instantly dispels your fatigue.

Looking into Han Qingru's concerned eyes, he felt a warm glow in his heart.

"Big sister, your cooking skills are getting better and better," Jiang Ye praised with a smile.

Han Qingru rolled her eyes at him, but a smile she couldn't hide was playing on her lips.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and drink. After you finish drinking, read these documents and then you can go home. Don't always stay up late."

As she spoke, she walked behind Jiang Ye, stretched out her soft hands, and gently massaged his tense shoulders.

The force was just right, and the technique was skillful.

Jiang Ye closed his eyes, enjoying this rare tranquility and gentleness.

In this business empire filled with calculation and pressure, Han Qingru is like a warm haven where he can let down his guard and dock with peace of mind.