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This model, which perfectly combines online virtual social interaction with offline physical experience, accurately hits the psychological pain points of modern urbanites, triggering a nationwide frenzy.

The "emotional economy" has become a new hot trend, and Kunlun Capital's valuation has soared again, reaching an astonishing astronomical figure.

Jiang Ye's name has once again become a legend in the business world.

He is hailed by countless media outlets and entrepreneurs as the "godfather of capital" and a "business genius".

However, behind these dazzling halos, Jiang Ye still felt a deep emptiness in his heart.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of Kunlun Capital's headquarters, overlooking the bustling city below.

Traffic was heavy and neon lights were flashing.

However, he felt that none of this concerned him.

He possessed all the wealth and power in the world, but he lost the home that gave him peace of mind.

Just as Jiang Ye's career was at its peak, he received an anonymous email from Southeast Asia.

The email contained no text, only a photo.

The photo shows a wooden house built on a cliff by the sea.

The wooden cabins are rustic and cozy, surrounded by all sorts of unidentified wildflowers. A winding stone path leads to the sea, with the azure ocean and rolling clouds in the distance.

Jiang Ye looked at the photo, and his heart began to pound.

"Thump! Thump!"

The style of this wooden house and the surrounding scenery are exactly the same as the "Cloud Wilderness Realm" that he once described to Han Qingru!

Jiang Ye's breathing became rapid, and he immediately dialed Lei Heng's number.

"Old Lei, have the tech department track the IP address of this email immediately! I need to know exactly where it came from!"

Ten minutes later, Lei Heng ran into the office, covered in sweat.

"Boss, I can't find it."

Lei Heng shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"The other party used multiple encryption techniques, and the IP address kept jumping between several countries, making it impossible to pinpoint the final source."

Jiang Ye was not surprised to hear the result.

He knew that Han Qingru, as a multinational tycoon, possessed extremely strong counter-surveillance capabilities. If she didn't want to be found, no one could find her.

However, Jiang Ye had a strong intuition.

This email must be related to Han Qingru!

She was telling him in this way that she was fine and that she had found her own "Cloud Wilderness Realm".

Jiang Ye looked at the photo on the computer screen, his eyes slightly red.

He reached out and gently stroked the wooden house on the screen.

"Big sister..."

Jiang Ye muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.

He knew that his older sister was still watching over him silently.

Although she left, her heart never truly left.

……

Xia Yu also saw that photo.

As a strategic partner at Kunlun Capital, she was fully aware of Jiang Ye's every move.

After a project meeting, only Jiang Ye and Xia Yu remained in the conference room.

While tidying up the documents on the table, Xia Yu asked seemingly casually:

Are you still looking for her?

Jiang Ye paused slightly as he was signing the document.

He didn't deny it, but simply said, "She's my older sister, I need to know if she's doing well."

Xia Yu stopped what she was doing, looked up, and looked at Jiang Ye.

A complex emotion flashed in her eyes—a mixture of disappointment, helplessness, and a deep sense of inquiry.

She took a deep breath, walked up to Jiang Ye, placed her hands on the desk, and said earnestly:

"Jiang Ye, is your so-called 'Cloud Wasteland' a real place, or just a deep-seated obsession?"

Jiang Ye was stunned.

He looked up and gazed into Xia Yu's clear and sharp eyes.

"Have you ever considered that perhaps what you're desperately searching for isn't that place, but that person?"

Xia Yu's words were like a key, precisely inserted into the rusty lock deep within Jiang Ye's heart.

A "click" sound.

The door that he had always kept tightly closed was slowly pushed open.

Jiang Ye looked at Xia Yu and fell into deep thought.

Yes.

He had always thought that what he longed for was a pastoral life away from the hustle and bustle, free from calculations.

However, without Han Qingru by his side, even if he were given a true paradise, he would find it utterly tasteless.

What he truly wanted was never the "Cloud Wasteland".

Rather, it was the woman who could accompany him to watch the sunrise and sunset in the "Cloud Wilderness".

Xia Yu looked at Jiang Ye, who was deep in thought, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.

She knew that her words had completely awakened Jiang Ye.

It also completely extinguished his last glimmer of hope.

But she doesn't regret it.

She loves this man, so she hopes he can see his own heart clearly and find true happiness.

Even if, in that happiness, there is no place for her.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Xinyu's ninth birthday has arrived.

Jiang Ye canceled all his work in advance and set aside a day to spend with his daughter.

"Xinyu, tell Daddy, what do you want for your birthday?"

Jiang Ye held Shen Xinyu on his lap and asked gently.

"Do you want the latest Disney castle, or would you like to spend a whole day at the amusement park?"

Shen Xinyu lowered her head, her two small hands nervously twisting together.

She hesitated for a long time before raising her head and looking at Jiang Ye with timid yet expectant eyes.

"Dad, I want to celebrate my birthday with Mom."

Shen Xinyu's voice was very soft, like a mosquito humming.

"I haven't seen my mom in so long, I miss her so much."

Upon hearing his daughter's request, Jiang Ye's smile instantly froze.

He was unwilling a thousand times over.

He didn't want to have any further contact with Shen Qinghan, and he didn't want to see the woman who had once broken his heart.

But looking into her daughter's clear, longing eyes, and seeing the tears glistening in them, she felt a pang of sadness.

Jiang Ye's heart softened.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the resistance in his heart.

"Okay, Daddy promises."

Jiang Ye patted his daughter's head and forced a smile.

"Tomorrow, Daddy will take you to see Mommy."

The next day, in the evening.

Jiang Ye booked a private room at an ordinary family restaurant.

He didn't choose those high-end five-star hotels because he knew that Shen Qinghan definitely couldn't afford that kind of expense right now, and he didn't want to embarrass her.

Shen Qinghan arrived at the restaurant early.

She wore a faded old shirt with a simple knitted cardigan over it. Her hair was casually tied back, and she wore no makeup.

Although she was dressed simply, she looked much cleaner and fresher than before.

That former arrogance and vanity has completely disappeared from her.

When Jiang Ye led Shen Xinyu into the private room.

Shen Qinghan stood up awkwardly, unsure of what to do with her hands, and could only keep wiping them on her clothes.

"You...you've come."

Shen Qinghan's voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes darted around, not daring to look Jiang Ye in the eye.

"Mother!"

Upon seeing Shen Qinghan, Shen Xinyu immediately broke free from Jiang Ye's grasp and flew into her arms like a happy little bird.

"Words from my heart... my words from my heart..."

Shen Qinghan hugged her daughter tightly, tears welling up in her eyes instantly.

She buried her face in her daughter's shoulder and sobbed uncontrollably.