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

Jiang Ye remained silent for a moment, then took heavy steps toward the intensive care unit.

……

Outside the intensive care unit.

Jiang Ye looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed through the thick glass window.

Shen Qinghan's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color. She wore an oxygen mask and had various life-sustaining tubes inserted into her body.

The instruments beside her emitted a monotonous "tick-tock" sound, indicating her weak vital signs.

It looks like a porcelain doll that could break at any moment.

Jiang Ye stood quietly outside the window, looking at the woman who had once loved him deeply and who had also hurt him deeply.

His heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Does he hate her?

Of course I hate it.

He hated her betrayal, hated her heartlessness, hated that she had trampled his dignity underfoot.

However, when he saw her, without hesitation, shielding her daughter from the assailant's knife and falling into a pool of blood, he was deeply moved.

The hatred in his heart suddenly became somewhat blurred.

"Old Lei."

Jiang Ye did not turn around; his voice was low and hoarse.

"Immediately contact the best surgical experts in the country and have them fly to Seoul for consultation."

"Use the best medicine and the best equipment. All expenses will be borne by Kunlun Capital."

"Yes, boss." Lei Heng nodded immediately and turned to make the arrangements.

Jiang Ye still did not enter the ward.

He stood quietly outside the window, his eyes deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.

……

After half an hour.

A series of hurried high-heeled shoe sounds echoed in the corridor.

Upon hearing the news, Xia Yu rushed to the hospital.

She was wearing a smart white business suit, and there was a hint of anxiety on her face.

Seeing Jiang Ye standing silently outside the intensive care unit, Xia Yu slowed her pace.

Looking at Jiang Ye's slightly tired back, she felt a pang of indescribable sorrow.

She walked over to Jiang Ye and handed him a cup of hot coffee.

"Have something hot to drink."

Xia Yu's voice remained consistently rational and calm.

Jiang Ye took the coffee without saying a word.

"Jiang Ye, I've already instructed the Ministry of Justice to cooperate with the police in issuing a full-scale warrant for the arrest of those criminals. The Lingnan Consortium is definitely not going to escape this time; Pei Yunge will likely spend the rest of his life in prison."

Xia Yu paused, her gaze sweeping over the unconscious Shen Qinghan in the ward, before continuing:

"She really did a great job this time, saving Xinyu."

"Once she wakes up, we can give her enough compensation to live comfortably for the rest of her life, or send her abroad for recuperation and arrange the best living conditions for her."

Xia Yu looked at Jiang Ye, her tone becoming somewhat serious.

"But you must understand that gratitude is not an emotion."

"It's over between you two a long time ago. You know better than I do what she did to you."

"Don't let momentary leniency complicate the situation again. You are now at the helm of Kunlun Capital, and every decision you make affects the interests of countless people."

Listening to Xia Yu's rational, almost cold, analysis.

Jiang Ye turned his head and looked at Xia Yu's face, which was full of calculation and deliberation.

He suddenly felt a little tired.

He thought of Han Qingru.

It's the same situation involving Shen Qinghan.

Han Qingru's attitude was clearly more understanding.

That day at the kindergarten gate, Shen Qinghan rushed over like a madwoman, but Han Qingru stopped the bodyguard, handed Shen Qinghan a pack of tissues, and told her to stand up like a normal person.

Han Qingru said, "No matter what she did in the past, she is, after all, Xinyu's biological mother. Blood is thicker than water, and no one can replace that."

Han Qingru's words were full of tolerance and understanding, which made people feel comfortable.

Xia Yu, however, always habitually measures everything with a business mindset and tries to buy off all grudges with money.

Jiang Ye took a sip of coffee, and the bitter taste spread in his mouth.

He replied calmly, "I know what I'm doing."

"I've paid back what she owed me; this time she saved Xinyu, and I will repay what I owe her as well."

Hearing Jiang Ye's ambiguous words, Xia Yu felt a little annoyed.

"Jiang Ye, what do you mean by that?"

Xia Yu frowned slightly, her tone becoming somewhat sharp.

"Do you still want to remarry her? Have you forgotten how she treated you back then?"

"I didn't say I wanted to remarry her." Jiang Ye's tone also turned cold. "I only said that I would repay her favor."

"There are many ways to repay a favor, but giving money is the simplest and cleanest!" Xia Yu retorted without backing down. "If you continue to entangle yourself with her, you'll only bring unnecessary trouble to yourself and Kunlun Capital!"

The two almost got into an argument about this outside the intensive care unit.

The atmosphere in the corridor became tense.

Finally, looking into Jiang Ye's cold eyes, Xia Yu took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart.

She knew that Jiang Ye was angry right now, and there was no point in confronting him directly.

"Okay, I won't interfere with your decision."

Xia Yu made a concession and softened her tone.

"But I want you to remember that you are not alone now. You have the entire Kunlun Capital behind you, and I am with you."

After saying that, Xia Yu turned and left the hospital.

Jiang Ye watched Xia Yu's departing figure and shook his head helplessly.

……

In a ward at the First Hospital of Hanzhou City.

Shen Qinghan, who had been in a coma for several days and nights, finally woke up.

She weakly opened her eyes, looking at the white ceiling and smelling the pungent disinfectant.

The wound in her abdomen sent waves of sharp pain through her, causing her to gasp involuntarily.

"You're awake?"

A nurse came over and checked the equipment for her.

"You're finally awake. Do you know how dangerous this was? The incision was just a hair's breadth away from your spleen."

Shen Qinghan opened his mouth, his voice terribly hoarse: "My daughter... Xinyu, she..."

"Don't worry, your daughter is fine, she's perfectly alright," the nurse reassured her with a smile.

Shen Qinghan let out a long sigh of relief, and a tear slid down her cheek.

"By the way, Mr. Jiang arranged for the best experts in the country to perform your surgery, and he also covered all your medical expenses," the nurse said while recording the data. "Mr. Jiang is so good to you; he's had people watching over you here these past few days."

Upon hearing the words "Mr. Jiang," Shen Qinghan was stunned.

She knew that the Mr. Jiang the nurse mentioned was Jiang Ye.

As Shen Qinghan listened, tears silently streamed down her face.

She knew that Jiang Ye did this simply to repay her kindness in saving her daughter.

There is no longer any possibility between them.

The man who once had eyes for her has been pushed away by her own hands.

a few days later.

Shen Qinghan's condition stabilized somewhat, and she was transferred from the intensive care unit to a regular VIP ward.

That afternoon, the door to the ward was pushed open.

Jiang Ye walked in, dressed in a black casual outfit.

He walked to the bedside, looked at Shen Qinghan's pale face, his eyes calm and without a trace of emotion.

"You're awake." Jiang Ye's tone was as flat as if he were talking to a stranger.

"Mm." Shen Qinghan nodded slightly, not daring to look Jiang Ye in the eye.

"You saved Xinyu, I owe you my life."

Jiang Ye looked at her and continued, "I will cover all the expenses at this hospital. After you are discharged, I will give you a sum of money that will be enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life. You can also choose to go abroad for recuperation; I will arrange everything."

Listening to Jiang Ye's businesslike and emotionless words.