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Xia Yu sat behind her large desk, staring at the constantly changing stock market data on her computer screen, her brows furrowed tightly into a deep frown.

She noticed the turmoil at Kunlun Capital immediately.

As Kunlun Capital's most important strategic partner, Huaxia Cultural Tourism and Kunlun Capital are deeply intertwined on many projects. If Kunlun Capital encounters problems, Huaxia Cultural Tourism will definitely not be able to escape unscathed.

"President Xia, it seems Kunlun Capital is in big trouble. I heard Han Qingru withdrew her investment, and now the entire Hanzhou business community is saying that Kunlun Capital's funding chain has broken." The assistant walked in and reported in a panic.

"What about Jiang Ye? What was his reaction?" Xia Yu asked calmly.

"We can't get in touch with him. Mr. Lei is frantic too, saying that Mr. Jiang has been out of contact since last night."

Upon hearing the words "missing," Xia Yu's heart skipped a beat.

She knew Jiang Ye too well. That man was ruthless and decisive in the business world, and he never backed down even when facing Wall Street financial giants.

What could make him disappear is definitely not some business crisis.

The only possibility is Han Qingru!

Xia Yu suddenly stood up and grabbed the car keys on the table.

"Cancel all meetings today! Contact Dr. Zhang immediately and have him bring the emergency equipment; come with me!"

Xia Yu's tone was decisive and left no room for argument.

"Mr. Xia, where are we going?" The assistant was taken aback.

"Donghu Apartment!"

……

After half an hour.

Xia Yu, accompanied by a private doctor and a professional locksmith, rushed to the top floor of Donghu Apartment.

"Quick! Open the door!" Xia Yu urged anxiously, pointing to the tightly closed security door.

The locksmith worked quickly, and in less than two minutes, with a "click," the heavy security door was opened.

Xia Yu pushed the door open and rushed inside.

The apartment was dark, with no lights on. A damp, chilly atmosphere filled the air.

"Eno!"

Xia Yu shouted, her eyes quickly searching the spacious living room.

When her gaze fell on the floor in the center of the living room, she froze instantly.

The man who was usually arrogant and domineering like a tyrant in the business world, always standing tall with his back straight, was now curled up lifelessly on the cold floor.

He was soaked to the bone, his clothes clung tightly to his body, and his face was deathly pale.

He was still clutching a silk handkerchief tightly in his hand.

Xia Yu's heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, the pain making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

She rushed over without hesitation and knelt down beside Jiang Ye.

"Jiang Ye! Wake up! Don't scare me!"

Xia Yu reached out to touch Jiang Ye's face, and the spot she touched was frighteningly hot.

"Dr. Zhang! Quick! He has a high fever!" Xia Yu turned and shouted at the doctor outside the door, her voice clearly trembling with tears.

The private doctor rushed in with a first-aid kit and quickly examined Jiang Ye.

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Jiang has a high fever caused by a severe cold, coupled with extreme emotional fluctuations, which has led to shock. He must be given physical cooling and medication immediately, otherwise his life will be in danger!" the doctor said gravely.

"What are you waiting for! Hurry up and save them!" Xia Yu shouted anxiously.

Under the doctor's instructions, Xia Yu and the bodyguards carried Jiang Ye to the bed in the bedroom.

The doctor quickly put Jiang Ye on an IV drip and injected him with a strong antipyretic.

Xia Yu went to the bathroom, filled a basin with warm water, took a towel, and sat on the edge of the bed.

She looked at Jiang Ye's face, contorted in pain from the high fever, and at his tightly furrowed brows. The ambition and domineering nature in his eyes vanished completely at that moment, leaving only deep heartache and resentment.

She gently wiped the cold sweat from Jiang Ye's forehead with a warm towel, again and again.

"Big sister...don't go..."

"I was wrong... Please don't leave me..."

Jiang Ye, in a semi-comatose and delirious state, kept muttering to himself.

His voice was hoarse and broken, carrying a heartbreaking despair.

Hearing these heartfelt calls, Xia Yu's hand paused slightly.

A wave of sadness washed over her, and her eyes welled up with tears.

She knew that Jiang Ye's heart had always belonged only to Han Qingru. Even now, as he was delirious with fever, he was still calling out that woman's name.

No matter how much help she, Xia Yu, could give him in his career, or how hard she tried to get closer to him, she could never truly enter his heart.

Xia Yu took a deep breath and forced back the tears welling up in her eyes.

She is a proud woman and a rational businesswoman.

She knew this wasn't the time to be sad. Jiang Ye had fallen, and Kunlun Capital was now leaderless. If she didn't step forward, the business empire Jiang Ye had painstakingly built would completely collapse.

Xia Yu put down the towel and stood up.

She looked at Jiang Ye lying on the bed, her eyes regaining their firmness and sharpness.

"Jiang Ye, you owe me something you can never repay in this lifetime."

Xia Yu said something in a low voice, then took Jiang Ye's phone from the bedside table.

She knew Jiang Ye's phone password and that he usually used his fingerprint to unlock it.

Xia Yu picked up Jiang Ye's finger and pressed it on the phone screen.

"Click".

Phone unlocked successfully.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Yu directly accessed Kunlun Capital's internal command system.

In her capacity as Chief Strategy Officer of Huaxia Cultural Tourism and Strategic Partner of Kunlun Capital, she directly accessed Kunlun Capital's executive meeting channel.

"I am Xia Yu."

Xia Yu's voice was crisp and decisive, carrying an undeniable queenly aura that instantly resonated throughout every executive office of Kunlun Capital.

"President Jiang is currently unwell and unable to lead the company. From this moment forward, I will assume full authority over all major decisions at Kunlun Capital!"

"Lei Heng, immediately halt all fund transfers for overseas acquisitions and completely tighten our defenses! Concentrate all available liquidity and defend our domestic base at all costs!"

"Finance Department, immediately issue a public announcement to clarify the rumors of a broken funding chain! Reassure investors!"

"Public relations department, immediately contact all major media outlets and suppress all those negative news reports about malicious short selling!"

Xia Yu's instructions were issued in rapid succession, clear and decisive.

The Kunlun Capital executives, who were previously leaderless and in a state of panic, seemed to have found their backbone after hearing Xia Yu's calm and composed command, and immediately began to carry out the orders in an orderly manner.

A battle to protect Kunlun Capital, a matter of life and death, was swiftly launched under Xia Yu's powerful leadership.

……

At this time.

Hanju International Airport, International Departure Hall.

Han Qingru, wearing large black sunglasses and a khaki trench coat, walked alone towards the security checkpoint, dragging a silver suitcase.

Her back view looked so lonely and forlorn.

Just as she was about to queue up to enter the security checkpoint.

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

Han Qingru stopped and took out her phone to look at it.

It was a text message from Lei Heng.

"Sister Ru, the boss has a high fever and is in a coma; his condition is critical. General Manager Xia has already rushed over. Aren't you going to come see him?"

Han Qingru's body stiffened abruptly upon seeing the words on the screen.

High fever and coma?

Danger?