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Back at the Donghu Apartment, the room was quiet and deserted, but Jiang Ye felt incredibly at ease. He took off his chilly motorcycle jacket, took a hot shower, changed into loose loungewear, and sank into the soft sofa.

Just then, the phone on the coffee table vibrated.

When I picked it up, I saw it was a call from Lei Heng, President of Kunlun Capital Asia Pacific.

"Boss, did I disturb your rest?" As soon as the call connected, Lei Heng's respectful voice came through, his tone revealing undisguised excitement.

"Let's get down to business," Jiang Ye said calmly, lighting a cigarette.

"It's about the Genting Town project." Lei Heng quickly reported, "As you instructed, Kunlun Capital has joined forces with two other top venture capital firms and a local commercial bank in Hanzhou to raise a special fund of 8 billion yuan, which will be used as LPs (limited partners) to fully participate in the development of Genting Town."

"Boss, you have no idea! These past few days, my doorstep has been practically worn down by those big developers! The entire real estate industry is sluggish right now, and everyone's short on cash. Nobody expected that the Cloud Top Town project would suddenly receive such a huge policy boost, making it a star project in the entire province!"

Lei Heng exclaimed sincerely on the other end of the phone, "Boss, you have such a sharp eye! When everyone was pessimistic about Hanzhou Real Estate, you let us make our moves six months in advance. Now, those developers are practically fighting tooth and nail to get a share of our 8 billion yuan fund, pulling every string they can to find a way in."

Listening to Lei Heng's report, Jiang Ye exhaled a puff of smoke, his expression remaining largely unchanged.

All of this was within his expectations.

Capital always has the keenest sense of smell. As long as there is enough profit, those real estate tycoons who are usually high and mighty will pounce like sharks that smell blood.

"Oh, right, boss, there's something else." Lei Heng paused, then continued, "Next month is the 15th anniversary of Kunlun Capital. I was thinking of taking this opportunity to hold a 15th anniversary celebration in Hanzhou, inviting friends from the capital and real estate circles to get together and have a meal. What do you think?"

Jiang Ye frowned slightly; he had never liked these kinds of public social occasions.

"You can handle these formalities yourselves. I won't show my face; I don't care about any of this," Jiang Ye refused directly, but then changed his tone.

"However, since the Cloud Top Town project has become so popular, we must do it well. Take advantage of this 15th anniversary conference to invite several reputable developers to come and formally announce our investment plan at the conference, and also listen to their ideas and proposals."

"Understood! Don't worry, boss, I'll handle this perfectly!" Lei Heng immediately agreed.

After reporting his work, Lei Heng's voice became more relaxed: "Also, boss, your personal account's dividend for this month has been transferred, totaling 15 million. Please check it."

"understood."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Jiang Ye's phone screen lit up with a bank notification that a deposit had been received.

[Dear customer, your Black Card account ending in 8888 received a transfer of RMB 15,000,000.00 on December 15th.]

Jiang Ye stared blankly at the long string of zeros.

For the past seven years, he had worked like a slave for the Shen family. He devoted all his energy to that household and never lived a single day for himself. Although he was not short of money, he never lived for himself.

Looking back now, it's utterly ridiculous.

"Now that I'm free, it's time to enjoy myself."

Jiang Ye stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, walked to the wardrobe, changed into a clean and neat casual outfit, grabbed his car keys, and went out.

He planned to visit the most upscale Hang Lung Plaza in Hanzhou and buy himself a few new outfits.

……

Hang Lung Plaza is the most upscale luxury shopping center in Hanju, frequented by the wealthy and powerful.

Jiang Ye browsed through several high-end menswear stores on the first floor, casually swiped his card to buy a few sets of fine clothes and a Patek Philippe watch, and had the shop assistant deliver them directly to Donghu Apartment.

Just as he was carrying a cup of coffee, preparing to go to the rooftop restaurant for lunch, a family of three walking towards him made him pause slightly.

It is Shen Qinghan, Gu Ziming, and his biological daughter, Shen Xinyu.

This world is pitifully small.

Jiang Ye didn't dodge; he simply stood beside the glass wall of a storefront, coldly watching the three people.

Gu Ziming was dressed smartly today, carrying a pink plastic box containing a Barbie doll that looked extremely cheap, worth at most two or three hundred yuan.

Shen Xinyu, the seven-year-old girl who usually had a stern face and complained about everything in front of Jiang Ye, was now hugging the cheap plastic doll tightly and dancing with joy.

"Thank you, Daddy Zimo! This doll is so beautiful, I love it!" Shen Xinyu looked up and gave Gu Zimo a bright smile, calling him "Daddy Zimo" affectionately.

Gu Ziming patted Shen Xinyu's head smugly, then turned to Shen Qinghan and said gently, "Qinghan, as long as Xinyu is happy, that's all that matters. It's a child's birthday, so she should be happy."

Shen Qinghan looked at this scene with tenderness in her eyes and nodded gently: "Zimo, you've gone to so much trouble."

Looking at this happy "family of three", a thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Ye's mind.

Today seems to be Shen Xinyu's seventh birthday.

Jiang Ye stood there, watching his daughter who was hugging a cheap toy and smiling from ear to ear, and his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the past.

Last year, on Shen Xinyu's sixth birthday, Jiang Ye secretly used some of his savings to spend 300,000 yuan to book the largest indoor rooftop amusement park in Hanzhou, just to make her happy. Not only that, he also specially commissioned someone to order a princess crown inlaid with diamonds from abroad.

That day, he spent the entire afternoon in the kitchen preparing a table of his daughter's favorite dishes, getting covered in cooking fumes.

However, when he happily placed the diamond crown on Shen Xinyu's head, he didn't receive gratitude in return.

"Ugh, get away from me! You stink! You're covered in cooking fumes, it's suffocating me!"

Those were Shen Xinyu's exact words. She covered her nose in disgust and hid behind Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan merely glanced at him coldly and said, "Jiang Ye, can't you pay attention to your personal hygiene? Don't get Xinyu's clothes dirty."

Looking back on these past events, Jiang Ye thought his heart would ache and he would be angry.

But strangely, his heart was as calm as still water at this moment, without the slightest ripple.

Seeing Shen Xinyu's grateful attitude towards Gu Ziming over a cheap plastic toy worth two or three hundred yuan, Jiang Ye felt a pang of sadness and amusement.

The inherent flaws in their genes are indeed impossible to tame.

This ungrateful wretch, just like her mother Shen Qinghan, is a heartless stone at heart.

"It turns out I've completely let go."

Jiang Ye silently said this to himself.

Whether it was his cold and aloof ex-wife or his ungrateful daughter, he couldn't even remember their birthdays. If he hadn't bumped into them today, he wouldn't have remembered what day it was at all.

This feeling of complete forgetting brought Jiang Ye an unprecedented sense of ease and relief.

Instead of disturbing the "family of three," he turned around and headed straight for a Michelin three-star French restaurant called "Cloud Top," which led directly to the top floor.