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

a few days later.

A black Mercedes-Benz G-Class and a Land Rover Range Rover broke the tranquility of the small village.

Lei Heng and Zhou Lianqiang arrived, covered in sweat.

"Boss! We've been looking for you for ages!"

As soon as Lei Heng entered the courtyard, he shouted excitedly.

"Your phone was off, and you weren't going to the office. We were worried something had happened to you!"

Zhou Lianqiang chimed in, "Yeah, Boss Jiang, we were all so worried about you. If Boss Lei hadn't checked the security footage, we wouldn't have known you'd come all the way to the countryside."

Looking at his two brothers, whose faces were full of anxiety, Jiang Ye felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

In this world, besides those three women, he also has these two brothers with whom he can entrust his life.

"I'm fine, I just want to be alone."

Jiang Ye smiled and patted the two of them on the shoulder.

"Since we're here, let's not leave tonight. Let's have a good drink together, the three of us brothers."

That night.

Jiang Ye set up a barbecue grill in the yard.

Lei Heng and Zhou Lianqiang went to town and bought a lot of ingredients and beer.

The three men sat around the campfire, grilling meat and drinking, chatting about everything under the sun.

"Boss, your skills are amazing! Much better than those barbecue stalls outside!" Lei Heng said, giving a thumbs up as he ate his skewers.

"Uncle Jiang, this place is really nice, so quiet. When I retire, I'll come here to buy a yard, grow some vegetables, and raise some dogs," Zhou Lianqiang said with a sigh, taking a sip of beer.

Jiang Ye smiled but didn't say anything.

He looked at the leaping campfire and at his two reliable brothers beside him, but he always felt that something was missing.

He remembered the past, when Han Qingru was here.

She would carefully remove the burnt parts from the grilled meat for him and gently remind him to drink less alcohol.

That kind of warmth, full of everyday life, is something that Lei Heng and Zhou Lianqiang, those two grown men, couldn't provide.

The last time I ate barbecue, it was with Han Qingru.

But now, it feels like it can never compare to the time when Han Qingru was around.

When one person is gone, it always feels like something is missing, and everything has completely changed.

……

late at night.

Lei Heng and Zhou Lianqiang, having eaten and drunk their fill, drove away.

The courtyard returned to tranquility.

Jiang Ye spent a long and lonely night alone in his old house in the countryside.

Without Han Qingru's company, this once lively courtyard seemed particularly desolate.

He sat under the grape trellis, smoking one cigarette after another.

His past with the three women kept replaying in his mind.

Shen Qinghan's humble act of atonement allowed him to let go of his hatred, but it could not rekindle the flame of love.

He admired Xia Yu's assertiveness and deep affection, but he always felt that he lacked a sense of belonging.

Han Qingru's resolute departure felt like a large chunk had been ripped from his heart, leaving him in excruciating pain.

Jiang Ye struggled in the tide of memories, trying to sort out his thoughts, only to find that the threads of emotion were getting tangled tighter and tighter.

As dawn broke.

Jiang Ye looked at the cigarette butts scattered all over the ground and made a decision.

He can't continue to be so depressed.

He had to numb himself with work.

At the same time, he also needed to find out where Han Qingru had gone.

. . .

In the countryside courtyard, it was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of the wind through the leaves.

Jiang Ye has been here for a whole week.

During that week, he didn't look at his phone or handle any company affairs, just like a true farmer, working from sunrise to sunset.

He chopped wood, fed the dogs, watered the vegetable garden, and even tried to repair the leaky roof.

The physical labor allowed his mind to clear up briefly.

The feeling of being overwhelmed by all sorts of complicated matters and emotional entanglements gradually dissipated.

His mood inexplicably calmed down.

This courtyard is truly therapeutic.

There is no urban hustle and bustle, no cutthroat competition in shopping malls, only the purest nature and tranquility.

However, this tranquility always carries a lingering sense of loneliness.

Because every corner of this courtyard is filled with Han Qingru's shadow.

The bamboo recliner under the grape trellis was Han Qingru's favorite spot. She always liked to lean back there, sipping tea while watching him work.

The earthen stove in the kitchen was built by Han Qingru herself. The aroma of the pork rib and corn soup she made still seemed to linger in the air.

Even the old locust tree in the corner of the yard witnessed the happy times they spent playing together as children.

Jiang Ye sat on the bluestone slab, looking at the fallen leaves filling the courtyard, feeling empty inside.

He misses his older sister.

Want it so so much.

However, he couldn't contact her.

Her phone was off, she didn't reply to WeChat messages, it was as if she had vanished into thin air, completely disappearing from his world.

Jiang Ye sighed and took his phone out of his pocket.

He opened the SKY SOUL software and clicked on the "Time Tree Hole" feature.

In this virtual world where no one knows him, he can finally shed all pretenses and pour out his inner loneliness.

Jiang Ye's fingers tapped rapidly on the screen, typing out a passage of text:

"Sister Ru, I've arrived at this courtyard."

"The grapes on the trellis are ripe, and the golden retriever has gotten fatter."

"But where are you?"

"I miss you so much."

Click to send.

Seeing the "sent successfully" message on the screen, Jiang Ye felt a little calmer.

He knew that Han Qingru might never see this message.

But this acted as an outlet for his emotions, allowing him to finally speak out what he had been holding back.

……

The next morning.

Jiang Ye changed into a sharp black suit and left the old house in the countryside.

He returned to the headquarters of Kunlun Capital, exhausted and chilled.

That ruthless and decisive capitalist tyrant who can turn the tide of business is back once again!

The atmosphere in the top-floor conference room of Kunlun Capital was serious and tense.

Jiang Ye sat in the main seat, his sharp gaze sweeping over all the executives in the room.

"Everyone, I'm sure you all already know about Chairman Han's withdrawal of investment."

Jiang Ye's voice was deep and powerful, exuding an unquestionable authority.

"This has indeed put some financial pressure on the company and caused some panic in the market."

"However, the foundation of Kunlun Capital is not so easily shaken!"

Jiang Ye slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

"In order to deal with this crisis, I have decided to launch SKY SOUL's 'Soul Echo' project ahead of schedule!"

A detailed business plan appeared on the holographic screen.

"We want to deeply integrate online anonymous social networking with the offline 'Cloud Wasteland' physical experience center!"

"We aim to build a massive 'emotional economy' ecosystem!"

"Let every soul that finds resonance on SKY SOUL find its home in a physical, offline space!"

In the conference room, Jiang Ye displayed a chilling business acumen.

He assigned tasks in a clear and organized manner, and issued instructions that left no room for doubt.

"Lei Heng, you are in charge of overseeing the construction of offline experience centers nationwide. Within three months, they must be fully rolled out in twenty first-tier cities, including Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen!"

"Lin Yu, you lead the tech team to immediately develop an interface for integrating online and offline data, ensuring a seamless user experience!"

"President Xia, we need your full cooperation in utilizing the resources of Huaxia Cultural Tourism. We want to develop 'Cloud Wilderness Realm' into the top cultural tourism IP in the country!"

Xia Yu sat at the conference table, looking at the man on the stage who had regained his radiance and was giving orders.

A complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

She knew that Jiang Ye was using this almost frantic work ethic to mask his inner pain.

He poured all his energy into his career, trying to fill the huge void left by Han Qingru's departure with commercial success.

A pang of sorrow welled up in Xia Yu's heart.

But she didn't show it.

She took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed her disappointment.