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

She knew that all she could do now was to be his most steadfast business ally, silently stand by his side, and help him win this tough battle.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, Huaxia Culture and Tourism will fully cooperate," Xia Yu said firmly.

……

While working frantically, Jiang Ye did not give up searching for Han Qingru.

He used Kunlun Capital's powerful dark web intelligence system in an attempt to track down Han Qingru's whereabouts.

He even spent a fortune hiring the world's top private investigators to conduct a thorough global search.

However, Han Qingru, as a multinational female tycoon, has extremely strong counter-surveillance capabilities.

She deliberately erased all traces of her whereabouts and cut off all contact with China.

There was no trace of any funds flowing through her overseas accounts, and her private jet had no flight records.

She was like a drop of water merging into the ocean, disappearing without a trace.

One week later.

Lei Heng, sweating profusely, pushed open the door to the president's office, his face looking rather grim.

"Boss..."

Lei Heng walked to his desk, swallowed hard, and his voice trembled slightly.

"The intelligence network reports that they've come up empty-handed in Southeast Asia and Europe."

"Sister Ru...it's like she vanished into thin air, we can't find any clues."

Upon hearing this report, Jiang Ye's fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, suddenly stopped.

His face instantly turned terrifyingly dark, as if it could drip water.

The air in the office seemed to freeze at that moment.

Jiang Ye stared intently at the computer screen, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

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

She didn't want him to find her; she wanted to disappear from his world completely.

This profound sense of powerlessness made Jiang Ye feel suffocated.

He felt like he was trapped in a glass dome, unable to break through that invisible barrier no matter how hard he struggled.

"Continue the investigation."

Jiang Ye took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the despair in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Even if I have to turn the earth upside down, I'll find her for me!"

"Yes, boss!" Lei Heng quickly nodded in agreement and turned to leave the office.

Jiang Ye leaned back in the boss's chair, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

He could only devote more energy to the "Soul Echo" project, trying to fill the emptiness in his heart with the success of his career.

……

The Kunlun Capital headquarters building was so quiet late at night that you could almost hear the passage of time.

In the top-floor CEO's office, only a dim, yellowish table lamp was lit.

Jiang Ye leaned back in the large leather boss's chair, his brows furrowed tightly. His face was pale, his forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, and one hand was pressed tightly against his stomach.

After several consecutive nights of intense work, coupled with irregular eating habits, his severe chronic gastritis flared up again.

The excruciating pain, like countless needles stabbing wildly in his stomach, made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"hiss……"

Jiang Ye gasped and tried to reach for the water glass on the table, but found his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't muster any strength.

Just then, the heavy wooden door to the office was gently pushed open.

Jiang Ye forced himself to lift his head despite the pain, his vision somewhat blurred.

Xia Yu walked in quickly, carrying a plastic bag from a convenience store.

Instead of her usual powerful haute couture business suit, she changed into a gray casual sportswear outfit today.

The tight-fitting athletic pants perfectly accentuated her long, straight, and beautiful legs, while the short athletic vest on her upper body further highlighted her slender waist and enviable curves.

Having shed her sharp, CEO-like exterior, Xia Yu now appears less aloof and cold, and more vibrant and gentle.

As soon as Xia Yu entered the room, she saw Jiang Ye curled up in pain.

She didn't yell or shout like before, nor did she say a single unnecessary word.

She walked quickly to her desk, put down the plastic bag she was holding, and then turned and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Ye asked in a hoarse voice, enduring the pain.

"Don't move, I'll be right back."

Xia Yu didn't even turn her head. She slipped on her sneakers and dashed out of the office like a gust of wind.

Less than ten minutes later, Xia Yu came running back, panting.

She now carried a white plastic bag containing several boxes of stomach medicine and a steaming bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.

It turns out that she had just run down dozens of floors to buy things at the 24-hour pharmacy and porridge shop across the street.

Xia Yu walked to Jiang Ye's side, skillfully poured a glass of warm water, took out two stomach pills, and handed them to Jiang Ye's mouth.

"Take your medicine first."

Xia Yu's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable firmness.

Jiang Ye looked at the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and felt a warm current surge in his heart.

He didn't say anything and obediently swallowed the medicine with warm water.

Xia Yu opened the steaming bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork and pushed it in front of Jiang Ye.

"Eating something hot will make your stomach feel better."

As Jiang Ye looked at the ordinary congee with preserved egg and lean pork in front of him, a scene suddenly flashed through his mind.

That was a long time ago, in that dilapidated rented room in Xingcheng.

Back then, Xia Yu was still a pampered young lady who never lifted a finger. She clumsily held her chopsticks and ate the bowl of tomato and egg noodles he had made himself. It was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue, but she still ate it all up, bite after bite.

Time flies, and now they have all reached the pinnacle of the business world.

However, in the office late at night, facing this cheap porridge, Jiang Ye felt that it was more precious than any delicacy.

He picked up his spoon and ate silently.

The congee was cooked until very soft, melting in your mouth, with a subtle aroma of meat and the umami flavor of preserved egg.

The warm porridge flowed down my throat and into my stomach, instantly dispelling the slight, dull ache, and warming my whole body.

Xia Yu didn't say anything. She pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Jiang Ye.

She also took out a bowl of porridge from the plastic bag and ate it quietly.

The two ate ordinary porridge in the office late at night, without discussing the multi-billion dollar business projects or the complicated emotional entanglements.

There was only a rare peace and tacit understanding.

In this business empire filled with calculation and pressure, this moment of tranquility seems like an extraordinary luxury.

……

With the joint efforts of Jiang Ye and Xia Yu, the "Echo of the Soul" project quickly spread across the country.

SKY SOUL software has received a major version update.

The newly launched "Time Tree Hole" and "Emotional Blind Box" features instantly went viral online!

Users can package their stories, pain, regrets, and even hopes for the future into a virtual "emotional blind box" and send it randomly to other users.

This social model, full of unknowns and surprises, has provided a perfect outlet for countless young people who feel lonely and depressed in real life.

Meanwhile, the offline "Yunhuang Tree Hole" experience center also saw a surge in visitors.

In the core business districts of major cities across the country, long queues form every day outside those cyberpunk-style silver-gray physical cabins.

Here, people shed their pretenses, put on masks, and pour out their loneliness and stress in an absolutely private space.