No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

"You didn't want to talk to me?"

"Neuropathy."

The temperature inside the car was a few degrees higher than outside. Pei Zhan took off his coat, revealing a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, exposing his strong, muscular forearms with prominent veins beneath his skin. His fingers, holding a cigarette, rested on the outside of the car window, their knuckles long and distinct, creating a striking visual impact. The man skillfully flicked the ash from his cigarette. Jiang Hua was too lazy to argue with such a person. She pushed open the car door, got out, and walked into Xiangxiangju.

Pei Zhan got out of the car behind her, closed the door, and followed her with unhurried steps.

Xiangweiju is a place Jiang Hua frequents.

"Welcome, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Hua: "Third floor, find me a private room."

"Yes, Miss Jiang."

The private rooms on the third floor are not accessible to just anyone; there is a tiered system, and only VIP customers can enjoy this privilege.

Regular customers usually dine on the first floor.

Jiang Hua suddenly remembered something, "Oh right, he..." She turned around and pointed at Pei Zhan arrogantly, "He's our driver, so let's arrange a seat for him downstairs."

"He's not worthy to sit with me."

The waiter wasn't oblivious; how could he not recognize the person behind Jiang Hua? "Isn't this... President Pei of the Jiang Group? President Pei is a regular customer of ours. He's always come here to entertain guests and discuss business."

Jiang Hua: "I don't care, I won't let him come with me. Otherwise, we should have two separate private rooms and sit separately. Seeing him... I have no appetite."

But to everyone's surprise, Pei Zhan stepped forward and directly restrained the woman's waist, saying, "No need for trouble, just the usual spot. We'll come up and order in a bit."

"Yes, Mr. Pei."

Upon seeing two people who seemed suspicious, the waiter immediately chimed in, as if to say something in agreement.

In the antique-style corridor, Jiang Hua struggled, "Let me go! Who gave you permission to touch me?"

"Pei Zhan, you country bumpkin, let me go!"

Pei Zhan said, "Don't move, there's dust in your hair."

"Where?" Jiang Hua was immediately intrigued. "Where is it? Is there more?"

Jiang Hua tossed her long hair and patted her dark locks. "Is there any left now?"

"Have a look."

Compared to Pei Zhan touching her.

Jiang Hua pays more attention to her image and appearance.

Pei Zhan's deep gaze watched her lean closer to him. He could clearly see his reflection in Jiang Hua's eyes, and he could also see her delicate features up close. Her skin was smooth and poreless, and her swan-like face was radiant with a soft glow. She was so beautiful that it felt like a desecration to look at her even once, something unattainable.

"What are you staring at? Hurry up and take a look at me."

Pei Zhan snapped out of his daze and reached out to stroke his waterfall-like long hair. What dust? It was just something that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Be gentle with me, don't pull my hair out."

For Pei Zhan, manipulating Jiang Hua was not a difficult task.

Jiang Hua may not know the man who has been by her side for three years and shared a bed with her for one year.

However, Pei Zhan knew every single detail about Jiang Hua.

Besides Ji Liangchuan…

This surprised him somewhat.

If it weren't for a careless remark, perhaps he... would never have known of his existence.

The waiter led the two to a private room, and the moment they entered...

Jiang Hua stopped and instructed the waiter, "Let's not order any more dishes, just bring another table as usual."

"Okay, Miss Jiang."

“Oh, right, and you too…” Jiang Hua smiled at him, “I don’t like eating with dirty people, so I’ll just do you a favor and you can go eat next door.”

After saying that, Jiang Hua closed the door to the private room.

Pei Zhan was shut out and received a cold shoulder.

Pei Zhan was already used to Jiang Hua's behavior. He turned around and went next door to order a pot of tea.

Pei Zhan had already eaten before he arrived.

Once all the dishes were served, Jiang Hua ate slowly and leisurely. From here, one could see the pedestrian street and the scenery along the Bund. As night fell, a cool breeze gently blew in.

The only thing separating it from the next private room is a door that can be opened.

The room had an antique design with openwork wooden carved lattice doors. When Jiang Hua looked up, she could vaguely see the person sitting next to her. The two sat facing each other, as if separated by a door, and she could feel Pei Zhan looking at her with disgusting eyes.

Jiang Hua lowered her eyes, trying to ignore his presence.

Forty minutes later, we finished eating.

When she came to her senses and looked at the private room across the street, Pei Zhan had already disappeared.

Jiang Hua sat down and wiped her mouth with a tissue. Remembering that she would have to remove her makeup when she got back, she didn't reapply her lipstick.

"Waiter, Checkout."

The waiter came in and said, "Ms. Jiang, Mr. Pei has already made his purchase."

Jiang Hua, "Mind your own business."

The waiter added, "Mr. Pei just received a phone call and said he's waiting for you outside."

Jiang Hua scoffed dismissively, "Who told him to wait?"

Jiang Hua went downstairs, but instead of using the main entrance, she left through the emergency exit at the back of the restaurant.

She walked for a while, around the alley, and behind the alley was a bustling market street.

Jiang Hua tried to avoid contact with pedestrians in the crowded area. A strong smell of barbecue smoke wafted through the air, making her feel uncomfortable.

It took another ten minutes or so to walk out of the market, ready to hail a taxi, eager to leave this dirty, chaotic, and noisy place.

Just then, at a stall not far away...

"Qingran, I think this hair clip is so pretty, it really suits you perfectly."

"Boss, please help me choose one that matches this one."

Xue Ruyao took a fancy to this pink rabbit hair clip.

Song Qingran glanced around and, amidst the bustling night market, suddenly spotted a figure that seemed out of place.

That person looks like Jiang Hua!

Is it her?

At the same time, she also noticed that many people around her were staring in the same direction as her.

Perhaps it was psychological, but Jiang Hua suddenly felt that the air in this place was thin, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Her chest tightened, and she felt an urge to leave this place.

Her heart was beating faster and faster, just as she was about to give up.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her. Jiang Hua prepared to resist. She had learned some self-defense techniques, and by the time she made her move, the other person seemed to have already sensed her intention and grabbed her hand.

"The speed is too slow."

Hear his voice.

Jiang Hua said, "If you're not going, you'll be shopping with your Song Qingran, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. Are you trying to scare me to death?"

The alley was dimly lit, and the smells of various food stalls and snacks wafted from the sewers, making Jiang Hua feel nauseous.

The man's face was hidden in the darkness, his outline was indistinct, but one could clearly see that his eyes were also looking at him.

Pei Zhan: "Can I assume that Miss Jiang is jealous?"