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

Jiang Ye suddenly felt a piercing pain in his heart.

He suddenly stood up, walked to Han Qingru's side, and grabbed her hand.

"Big sister, I won't let you go!"

Jiang Ye's voice carried a hint of pleading.

"Why don't you stay? We can have a proper talk, okay?"

Han Qingru forcefully pulled her hand back.

She raised her head, and those once tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes now held only calmness and restraint.

"Ono, I've made myself perfectly clear."

Han Qingru's voice remained completely calm.

"My plane ticket is already booked."

Looking at Han Qingru's resolute eyes, Jiang Ye suddenly felt an unprecedented heartache.

That kind of pain is ten thousand times worse than a bullet grazing your arm.

He knew that his older sister was truly determined to leave him this time.

"it is good."

Jiang Ye took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness in his heart.

I'll take you to the airport.

Han Qingru remained silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

……

On the way to the airport, the train carriage was eerily quiet.

Neither of them spoke; only the roar of the car engine echoed in their ears.

We arrived at the airport terminal.

Han Qingru picked up her luggage and prepared to go through security.

She turned around and looked at Jiang Ye.

Suddenly, she stepped forward and gently hugged Jiang Ye.

The hug was brief, devoid of any ambiguity, and simply showed the care and concern of an elder for a younger person.

"Ono, take care of yourself."

Han Qingru whispered in Jiang Ye's ear.

Then, she let go of his hand, turned around, and strode towards the security checkpoint.

There was no turning back.

Jiang Ye stood there, watching Han Qingru's tall and resolute figure gradually disappear into the crowd.

He felt like he was suffocating.

It felt like a huge rock was pressing on my chest, making it hard to breathe.

He had grown accustomed to Han Qingru being his strongest support and warm harbor.

He was used to receiving endless tolerance and comfort whenever he returned to her side, no matter how much he suffered outside.

But now, this haven has suddenly closed its doors to him.

Jiang Ye began to panic.

He realized that he might really be going to lose his eldest sister.

To lose her completely.

. .

After Han Qingru left Hanzhou, Jiang Ye's life felt empty, as if an important piece of the puzzle had been removed.

However, the gears of the business world do not stop turning because of personal emotions.

After experiencing that life-or-death ordeal in New York, Xia Yu seemed to have completely let go of all her reserve and concerns. With a decisive and efficient approach, she moved some of the core functions of Huaxia Cultural Tourism's headquarters directly to Hanzhou, even renting two entire floors in the Kunlun Capital headquarters building.

From then on, Xia Yu and Jiang Ye worked side by side in the top-floor office almost every day.

Their business partnership can only be described as seamless.

With their joint efforts, the physical projects of "Cloud Wilderness Realm" have not only flourished throughout China, but have also begun to make great strides into the global market.

Xia Yu not only demonstrated amazing courage in her career, but also began to subtly and powerfully permeate Jiang Ye's life.

That noon, Jiang Ye was buried in a pile of complicated financial statements, his brows furrowed.

The office door was pushed open, and Xia Yu walked in carrying an exquisite insulated box.

She was dressed in a sharp black business suit and high heels, exuding a powerful aura. But when she walked up to Jiang Ye's desk, the coldness on her face instantly turned into gentleness.

"Stop looking at it, let's eat."

Xia Yu placed the insulated box on the table and opened it layer by layer.

Inside is a light and stomach-friendly pumpkin and millet porridge, steamed sea bass, and several kinds of delicate vegetables.

"Your stomach isn't good. The doctor told you to eat on time and not to eat anything too oily or spicy," Xia Yu said, handing chopsticks to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye paused for a moment, looking at the simple meal in front of him, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

"President Xia, you're a dignified CEO, yet you're working as my deliveryman every day. If word gets out, I won't be able to afford to pay you." Jiang Ye joked with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense and eat quickly." Xia Yu rolled her eyes at him, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him. "I'm doing this to ensure the health of the person in charge of Kunlun Capital. This is a major matter concerning our Huaxia Cultural Tourism's investment of billions of yuan."

Jiang Ye picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Although the taste wasn't as rustic as Han Qingru's version, it was still quite delicious.

Xia Yu sat opposite him, quietly watching him eat, her eyes filled with undisguised love.

On another occasion, in order to meet the deadline for an overseas acquisition, Jiang Ye stayed up all night in the office.

Around 3 a.m., Jiang Ye leaned back in the boss's chair, rubbing his temples wearily, his eyes bloodshot.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he felt a warmth on his body.

He opened his eyes and saw Xia Yu holding a cashmere blanket, gently covering him with it.

Xia Yu didn't go back to rest either. She sat on the sofa next to him, holding her laptop, and stayed up all night with him.

Seeing that Jiang Ye had woken up, Xia Yu poured him a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

"Have some water, go to the rest room inside and take a nap. I'll check the rest of the data." Xia Yu's voice was soft, with a hint of heartache.

Jiang Ye felt a little guilty looking at the dark circles under Xia Yu's eyes.

"You should go and rest too, don't ruin your health."

"I'm fine, I'm not sleepy." Xia Yu stubbornly shook her head and turned her gaze back to the computer screen.

Looking at Xia Yu's stubborn and focused profile, Jiang Ye felt a mix of emotions.

He saw all of Xia Yu's efforts.

Rumors have even begun to circulate that Xia Yu is the real "boss lady" of Kunlun Capital.

Jiang Ye was grateful for Xia Yu's contributions and also acknowledged that she was his perfect business partner.

However, every time he saw Xia Yu busy in the office, another image would uncontrollably appear in his mind.

That was Han Qingru wearing an apron with cartoon bears printed on it, her back to him as she cooked congee with preserved egg and lean pork in the kitchen of an old house in the countryside.

That warmth, full of everyday life, and that unreserved acceptance are qualities that Xia Yu lacks.

Jiang Ye was caught in a deep dilemma, torn between Xia Yu's assertive yet gentle nature and Han Qingru's silent devotion.

……

Just as Jiang Ye was deeply entangled in an emotional predicament and was trying to numb himself with work.

A sudden and devastating piece of news shattered the peace of Hanju.

That afternoon, in the senior conference room of Kunlun Capital, Jiang Ye was listening to the investment department's report on the Southeast Asian market.

Suddenly, the conference room door was flung open.

Lei Heng rushed in, covered in sweat and pale-faced, without even knocking.

"Boss! Something's happened!"

Lei Heng's voice was trembling, and he was clutching an encrypted telegram tightly in his hand.

Jiang Ye frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

"What's the panic? Is the sky falling down?" Jiang Ye shouted in a deep voice.

"It's...it's Sister Ru!"

Lei Heng swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he reported, "News has come from Southeast Asia: Sister Ru was ambushed by local armed forces while inspecting a newly acquired jade mine!"

"What?!"

Jiang Ye suddenly stood up, causing the boss's chair behind him to stumble back several steps, making a screeching sound.

"The mine has been sealed off, and all communications have been cut off! Sister Ru and several senior executives are trapped in the mine area, and their fate is currently unknown!"

As soon as Lei Heng finished speaking, a collective gasp filled the conference room.