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

“Young Miss, it’s a good thing to want to learn. Learning more things to rely on will also benefit you in the future.” Pei Zhan was meek and obedient in front of Jiang Weiguo, and every word he spoke was impeccable. These words, which seemed to be for Jiang Hua’s sake, were actually quite subtle.

Jiang Weiguo, a man with experience, couldn't see that Pei Zhan had no concern for his wife whatsoever, and even the way he addressed her now felt completely unfamiliar.

We've been together for three years, and married for one year...

Jiang Weiguo has begun to waver, and perhaps his decision to agree to their marriage was a mistake.

Jiang Weiguo knew why Huahua wanted to go to France, but he just didn't expose her.

“Since you think so too, then I agree.” As he spoke, Jiang Weiguo took out Jiang Hua’s relevant household registration and ID documents. “Let’s get it done as soon as possible, just in case she gets excited for a short time and then doesn’t want to go anymore.”

"Help her choose a good school. Huahua is quite picky about renting a place. She has high requirements in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. You... should pay more attention to her."

Pei Zhan nodded. "Yes, Chairman Jiang."

Jiang Weiguo turned and left, returning to his room.

Pei Zhan entered the study and gently picked up Jiang Hua. She was so thin that she weighed almost nothing to him.

Pei Zhan was surprised. Jiang Hua had mentioned wanting to go abroad, but he had thought it was just something she said in anger.

Pei Zhan hadn't expected... that she really wanted to leave.

Pei Zhan spent very little time at the Jiang family home. Even in the year since their marriage, he had slept in their bedroom no more than three times. When he entered the room, the wedding photos that were usually visible were nowhere to be found.

The room was full of Jiang Hua's things. The clothes, slippers, toiletries, and razor that she had left for Pei Zhan had already been thrown away by the servants at Jiang Hua's behest.

Anything related to him is completely untraceable; it's as if he was wiped clean overnight.

Pei Zhan was also completely kicked out of her world.

Jiang Hua used to be very clingy to him, and she had to know everything about his every move, even if Pei Zhan was just attending an ordinary business party.

No sooner had Pei Zhan arrived at the venue than Jiang Hua, dressed in a dazzling gown, appeared beside him, asserting her ownership.

Later... after that car accident, everything changed.

She's changed too!

Jiang Hua felt a slight itch on her face. She was so sleepy. She groggily opened her eyes and saw someone sitting by the bed. Pei Zhan's fingers were slightly bent, clenched into a fist, and then relaxed. "Why do you want to study abroad?"

Jiang Hua: "None of your business."

"Get out of here, don't disturb my sleep."

Jiang Hua has a bad temper when she wakes up, especially when she is sleeping. If someone disturbs her rest, she will not give anyone a good look, let alone Pei Zhan.

After watching her fall asleep, Pei Zhan left a short while later.

Pei Zhan almost never spends the night in Yulong Bay.

Even though it was almost 1 a.m., Pei Zhan had already driven away.

However, a few days later, news of the failed cooperation between the Jiang family and the King Group spread throughout the entire Imperial City.

The message was being broadcast on screens throughout the mall.

Jiang Hua knew this all too well, but she didn't know what negative consequences not cooperating with the King Group would bring to the Jiang Group.

Because of this incident, Jiang Hua also discovered that she had been staying up very late every day recently, spending all her time looking at those company documents.

Every time Jiang Hua came home from school, she would secretly stand at the door and always see Jiang Weiguo with his brows furrowed and his face full of worry.

That day, Pei Zhan came to our house. Jiang Hua peeked in from outside the door. She didn't know what Pei Zhan said to her father, but she saw her father suddenly have an overreaction, clutching his chest and collapsing into a chair.

For the first time, fear and panic appeared on Jiang Hua's face...

She didn't want to experience the pain of losing loved ones twice again.

If her father died, Jiang Hua felt that she wouldn't live on either, even if... she had a second heart transplant, she wouldn't accept it again.

She no longer wanted the Jiang family, nor the Jiang clan...

She didn't want to live alone in this world.

She didn't want... there was no one else in her life who could unconditionally indulge her like her father.

Jiang Hua couldn't bear the pain of losing her father.

In my past life, when I lost my father.

Jiang Hua was in a coma in the hospital for nearly three months before she woke up. During that time, she was listless and almost couldn't hold on.

It was Pei Zhan who helped her through it all.

If her father really dies, Jiang Hua will die with him.

There's nothing left in this world for her to cherish.

For her, this ending might be a relief.

...

Teito University.

At 9:30 p.m., Jiang Hua repaired the broken bracelet. It took her half a month of rest time, and most of the time she worked day and night to perfectly restore it to its original condition.

Stepping out of the control room, the night was pitch black, and a light drizzle was falling. In the entire western campus of the college, only this place had a light still on.

Jiang Hua pushed open the glass door, stretched out her hand, and felt the dampness of the rain outside. It was sunny when she went out today, but she didn't know why it suddenly started raining.

Jiang Hua turned around, packed her things, slung her bag over her shoulder, closed the door, and made a phone call to ask Uncle Wang to come pick her up. As she turned back to lock the door, a tall, slender figure was suddenly reflected in the glass window in front of her. The man walked over, holding a black umbrella, a smoky gray suit jacket draped over his arm. As the man slowly raised the umbrella, his chiseled, deep features were revealed, and his thin, cool lips parted slightly, "Miss Jiang, you also know about jewelry repair?"

Jiang Hua tried to fasten the damned, rusty lock, but she couldn't get it to move several times. She had reminded Fang Liang that it should have been replaced a long time ago.

Pei Zhan walked forward with steady steps, held the umbrella over her head, and shielded her from the drizzle.

"You've come at just the right time." Jiang Hua reached out to take the umbrella from Pei Zhan's hand, but he stiffened and wouldn't let go.

Jiang Hua: "Let go! How am I supposed to hold the umbrella if you don't let go?"

Pei Zhan said, "I only gave you one umbrella, so I'm the one who should get wet."

"You got wet, so what? What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Hua said matter-of-factly.

Pei Zhan said, "Miss Jiang, you are as selfish as ever. There is an important meeting tomorrow. If I get soaked, the meeting will be delayed."

Jiang Hua felt reluctant at the thought of sharing an umbrella with him. She was reluctant, and seeing that the rain was pouring down again in the blink of an eye, she thought to herself, "Forget it, what if he really catches a cold?"

"It's too good for you to share an umbrella with me. Hurry up, it's freezing." Jiang Hua was wearing a light-colored lace short-sleeved top with one shoulder, and nothing but an undershirt. She rubbed her arms because of the cold.

Pei Zhan noticed that Jiang Hua's hair was also a bit messy, like long hair that had just been tied up but had come loose again, with traces on it.

“I’m telling you, the reason I agreed to let you share an umbrella with me isn’t because of you. I just don’t want Dad to worry about the company anymore.”

"Ah."

Jiang Hua walked ahead, with Pei Zhan following slightly behind her, holding an umbrella for her. As they spoke, a coat was draped over Jiang Hua's shoulders.

Jiang Hua noticed and ripped it off, throwing it on the ground without hesitation. "Don't take your dirty clothes, give them to me to wear."