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

Only after getting away from the crowded people did Jiang Hua feel like she could breathe again.

She crossed her arms, and even though the man in front of her was a head taller than her, Jiang Hua still maintained a superior demeanor, as if she were looking down on him.

Giving Pei Zhan even a glance is a reward from her.

Jiang Hua scoffed disdainfully, "You think you're worthy of making me jealous?"

"You country bumpkin, have you ever looked in the mirror when you go to the toilet?"

"You... and Song Qingran are a match made in heaven, a perfect pair from the celestial realm. I wish you a long and happy marriage!"

Jiang Hua had also studied the etiquette and manners of aristocratic families for several years. Etiquette emphasizes speech and demeanor. Otherwise, she really wanted to learn Shen Bao'er's eye-rolling technique.

The man's gaze seemed to be fixed on her, as if he wanted to put her on the bed.

Little did she know, when Jiang Hua looked at Song Qingran standing in front of a stall on the side of the night market, an indescribable, sorrowful emotion flashed in Jiang Hua's eyes. But when she looked at Pei Zhan again, there was nothing in her eyes.

Jiang Hua reached out, her fingers curling up to smooth out the wrinkles in his shirt. "Don't worry, when you marry Song Qingran someday, I'll definitely give you a villa and fill it with flowers."

"I hope the two of you will be tied together forever, and that you will rarely appear in front of me and disgust me."

"After all, you two have the lowly blood of ordinary people flowing in your veins, otherwise why would people say that you are a match made in heaven?"

Jiang Hua left without looking back, while Pei Zhan watched with deep eyes as he got into the taxi and drove away.

After her father died, Pei Zhan became her only support.

She entrusted him with all her trust and her future.

Her father's will stipulated that she should not easily hand over her company shares, but later... she still voluntarily handed them over to Pei Zhan.

But what did she get?

His betrayal, his...heartlessness.

When Jiang Hua received the critical condition notice for heart failure, she also learned of Song Qingran's existence.

That day, she received two pieces of bad news in succession. First, she learned of Song Qingran's existence, including the child they had. Second, she had less than three months left to live.

Jiang Hua sat in the room waiting for him all night. That very night, she grew white hair. That night, Jiang Hua couldn't understand where she had gone wrong.

In this life, Pei Zhan is the trash she doesn't want.

It wasn't that she didn't want to compete; Jiang Hua simply didn't want to compete anymore and disdained to compete.

When Jiang Hua returned to Yulong Bay, it was already 10:30 p.m.

The car stopped downstairs at the villa. Jiang Hua looked up at the second floor, where the light was on—her father's study.

Jiang Hua walked into the entryway and changed her high heels there. "Aunt Xu, it's so late, why aren't you home resting yet?"

Xu Xiulan was washing her hands in the kitchen when she heard a voice behind her. She turned around and looked. "Miss is back? I was making a midnight snack for the master. He is still in the study dealing with official business. I was afraid he would be hungry, so I cooked a bowl of noodles."

"Miss, have you eaten? I'll go cook you another bowl of noodles."

Since Pei Zhan took over the company, his father has been living a retirement life at home, spending most of his time either fishing or drinking tea.

He himself was in poor health, so he rarely stayed up late.

"No, I've eaten."

"Let me do it." Jiang Hua walked upstairs to the study. The study door was open. She stood at the door and quietly looked at the person sitting at the desk. She didn't know when it started, but Jiang Hua noticed that he had so many gray hairs.

Jiang Weiguo, wearing gold-rimmed reading glasses, was engrossed in reading the documents in his hand, completely unaware of the person standing outside the door.

A pang of sadness welled up in Jiang Hua's heart. She stepped into the study and asked, "What are you looking at so intently?"

"I'm looking at the financial statements for this period. Everything's fine, just some minor issues."

"Since it's a minor issue, you're not allowed to look at it anymore. Let's eat."

Jiang Hua carried the noodles to Jiang Weiguo's side and put them down. Then she pulled up a chair and sat down next to him. Jiang Hua propped her head up with her hand and looked at the document her father had just looked at. It was full of technical terms that Jiang Hua couldn't understand.

Jiang Hua rarely gets involved in company affairs, but she can clearly see that the company's revenue has declined significantly recently.

"Can you understand it?" Jiang Weiguo suddenly asked her.

Jiang Hua shook her head blankly, "I don't understand. Has the company been doing poorly lately?"

To avoid worrying her, Jiang Weiguo didn't tell her the truth, saying, "They're all minor issues; Pei Zhan will find a way to resolve them."

Jiang Hua's mood instantly soured at the mention of him. "What good ideas could he possibly have?"

Jiang Weiguo disagreed and still said a few words in Pei Zhan's defense, "There aren't many people with Pei Zhan's business acumen. He has saved the company from danger several times when it was in trouble. You don't understand company matters, so you don't understand."

"Who wants to understand him!" Jiang Hua said irritably. "Dad, don't mention him. Let's eat our noodles, or they won't taste good later."

"Didn't you say you were going to learn cooking and sign up for a cooking class but didn't attend?"

Jiang Hua rested her chin on her hand, her gaze fixed on a corner of the document. She idly fiddled with the folded corner, saying, "The smell is too strong. I don't want to go."

"Dad, I want to study in France."

Jiang Weiguo ate a few bites. "If you want to study hard, Dad has no objection to you studying abroad, but why do you want to go abroad when you're perfectly healthy? I'm worried about your health..."

"I'm completely better now. It'll be quick to fly there. If you miss me then, I'll come back. Besides... haven't you always hoped I'd do well in my studies?"

"If you don't want me to go, then I won't go. I'll stay home with you every day, and I won't go to Imperial University either." Jiang Hua hugged Jiang Weiguo's arm and leaned on her shoulder.

"Hmm... No, Dad doesn't expect you to bring glory to the family, but you should at least learn something useful for yourself and do something you like. Dad won't stop you."

Jiang Hua raised her chin arrogantly, "Hmph, I knew you would agree."

After Jiang Weiguo finished eating, Jiang Hua stayed by his side. When Jiang Weiguo came to his senses, he found that the person next to him had already fallen asleep.

He was about to wake Jiang Hua when suddenly Pei Zhan appeared. Jiang Weiguo gave him a look, and Pei Zhan glanced at Jiang Hua to the side. He nodded, understanding his meaning.

As she walked out of the study with Jiang Weiguo, he found a blanket and covered her with it before leaving.

The corridor outside the door leads to the balcony. "I've changed my mind about why I'm making you come so late. It's not impossible for us to buy Jiang's shares with the King Group, but Jiang's must hold the largest share and cannot interfere with any of the company's decisions."

Pei Zhan said, "I will negotiate with them and give Chairman Jiang a satisfactory answer in three days."

"There's another matter I wanted to discuss with you today."

Pei Zhan: "Chairman Jiang, please speak."

Jiang Weiguo: "Huahua is going to study in France. Let me hear what you think!"