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Although Shen Xinyu was young, she could sense the resolute tone in Jiang Ye's voice.

An unprecedented sense of panic and regret instantly overwhelmed the seven-year-old girl's heart.

"Wow—! Daddy! I was wrong! I want Daddy to hug me!"

Shen Xinyu broke down in tears and reached out to grab Jiang Ye's clothes.

Jiang Ye turned around and walked towards the office door without looking back: "Go call your father, Zi Mo, and let him teach you a lesson on how to kneel down and apologize to others."

After saying that, Jiang Ye strode out of the office.

He arrived at the kindergarten gate, put on his helmet, and mounted the imposing BMW GS.

It was recess time at the kindergarten, and many children and parents were on the playground. Upon seeing Jiang Ye's heavily modified motorcycle, with its exaggerated design and mechanical aesthetics, a chorus of exclamations immediately arose from the surrounding crowd.

"Wow! What a cool motorcycle!"

"It's like a Transformer!"

Several usually proud little boys ran to the kindergarten office with envious looks on their faces, found Shen Xinyu, and then said ingratiatingly, "Shen Xinyu, your dad's motorcycle is so cool! Can I play with it with you sometime?"

Hearing the envious comments from the other children, Shen Xinyu stood there blankly.

Only now did she realize that her biological father's motorcycle was a million times cooler than Gu Ziming's car. But that father who rode that cool motorcycle would never want her again.

With a deafening roar, Jiang Ye drove his motorcycle, transforming into a black lightning bolt, and disappeared at the end of the street.

in the office.

Shen Qinghan stared blankly in the direction Jiang Ye had left, her heart filled with mixed emotions, as if a spice bottle had been overturned, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty flavors all surging into her heart.

Shock, regret, loss, pain...

She turned her head and glanced at Gu Ziming, who was standing to the side, looking embarrassed and constantly wiping away cold sweat.

"Qinghan, let me explain..."

Gu Ziming swallowed hard, trying to justify his earlier cowardice, "I was only thinking about the company's overall situation. We really can't afford to mess with someone like Wang Teng..."

Looking at Gu Ziming's hypocritical and ugly face, Shen Qinghan suddenly felt nauseous.

She didn't get angry or yell at anyone.

She simply glanced at Gu Ziming with an extremely disappointed and indifferent look.

"Let's go."

……

the other side.

Jiang Ye rode his sleek BMW GS back to Donghu Apartment, braving the biting cold wind of early winter in Hanju.

After parking the car steadily in its designated parking space in the underground garage, Jiang Ye took off his helmet, took out his phone, and skillfully dialed Lei Heng's private number.

The call was answered almost instantly, followed by Lei Heng's loud, teasing voice: "Hey, my dear brother, are you finally done? That commotion at the kindergarten earlier, I hope it didn't scare those ordinary folks?"

"Enough with the nonsense." Jiang Ye pulled a pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table, took one out, and asked indistinctly, "How's the situation with Wang Teng going?"

"Hey, don't even mention it." Lei Heng chuckled on the other end of the phone. "That old bastard called me almost twenty times just now. His voice is hoarse from crying. I can smell the stench of his urine even through the screen. He said he brought his son to kowtow to our little princess and apologize, and even asked if I could spare his life."

Jiang Ye lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. His tone was calm: "Just give them a little nudge. Tengfei Construction has deep roots in Hanzhou. The early earthwork projects in Yunding Town still need to be tackled by local bigwigs like them. Don't touch their financial chains for now."

"Alright, I get it. Keep him alive and make him a dutiful dog."

Lei Heng responded, then his tone became somewhat gossipy, "But seriously, bro, how long are you planning to keep this a secret? I think Shen Qinghan's eyes are practically popping out of her head today; she's probably searching for you all over the place right now."

"Let her investigate. If she finds out, I'll admit defeat," Jiang Ye sneered.

After finishing their business, Jiang Ye looked at the swirling smoke between his fingers, but the image of Xia Yu's cool yet despairing face on the banks of the Han River last night involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

And that dilapidated red domestic car.

Sea of ​​clouds...

Jiang Ye frowned slightly when he thought of the name.

He has never liked meddling in other people's business, especially these kinds of melodramatic emotional entanglements. But Xia Yu's hysterical reaction last night, and the contrast between her being twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and still a virgin, felt like a feather tickling his heart every now and then.

"Lei Heng, help me investigate some private matters." Jiang Ye flicked his cigarette ash, his voice deepening.

"Oh? A private matter?" Lei Heng perked up instantly on the other end, his tone full of mischief. "A private matter that even our Boss Jiang would personally investigate must be related to a woman. Tell me, which family's daughter is so lucky?"

"Blue Ocean Group, Xia Yu." Jiang Ye ignored his teasing and gave his name directly.

There was an eerie silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, followed by Lei Heng's exclamation: "Holy crap! Xia Yu? Boss, you have great taste! You just dumped that self-important peacock Shen Qinghan, and now you've set your sights on this unattainable beauty? That's a whole different level!"

"Get lost, what are you thinking?" Jiang Ye cursed.

"I feel there's something strange about this woman. Go and investigate a person named Yunhai, and an older model red domestic sedan with the license plate Han A·XXXXX. I need to know who this Yunhai is and what his relationship is with Xia Yu. The more details you find out, the better."

Lei Heng sensed the seriousness in Jiang Ye's tone and abandoned his joking thoughts, clicking his tongue in amazement, "Alright, since it's something you've taken a liking to, boss... I'll definitely dig three feet into the ground to find it for you. Although Blue Ocean Group is a large and powerful company, Xia Yu's private life has always been a mystery, which has piqued my curiosity."

Lei Heng paused, then chuckled, "But bro, I have to warn you, Xia Yu is a tough woman to deal with. I've heard countless rich young men have been turned down by her. If you really want to win her over, I'll wholeheartedly support you. Just let me know if you need any help later, and I'll pull something romantic for you?"

"Have you been too idle lately? Why don't you go to the African branch and keep an eye on that mining project?" Jiang Ye threatened in a low voice.

"No, no, no! I'll go check right away!" Lei Heng exclaimed and quickly hung up the phone.

Jiang Ye put down his phone, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at the sky gradually darkening outside the French windows.

He always felt that what was hidden in Xia Yu's old car was probably not just a past relationship, but more like a secret that could completely crush that strong woman.

And yet, damn it, he wanted to see what that secret was.

......