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

Inside the car, a pair of sinister and sharp eyes swept over...

That gaze carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

The man inside the car was tall and imposing, with a cold and stern face. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, and his voice was deep and magnetic: "I wonder which step you two have reached!"

Between the two, a hidden edge lurked, two opposing forces clashing head-on, neither willing to yield.

“Pei…” Song Qingran looked anxiously at Pei Xiao, who had arrived at some unknown time, making her feel flustered. She bit her lip, caught in a dilemma.

If Song Qingran had known he would come, she wouldn't have eaten this meal.

Wen Huaishi majored in psychology, and he could easily see through Song Qingran's obvious ulterior motives in her expression.

"Just as you see it."

After uttering this ambiguous remark, Wen Huaishi got into his car and left.

In this round, neither side won nor lost.

Zuo Xiangnan: "Ms. Song, we're just passing by Shunqiao. We can go back to the company together. Please get in the car."

Song Qingran closed her eyes, afraid that her roommates would notice something. She quickly greeted them and got into the passenger seat of Zuo Xiangnan's car. If she sat with Pei Zhan, they would definitely be suspicious.

However, this time... Pei Zhan did not stop Song Qingran's actions.

After all, in the past, whenever he was around, Mr. Pei never let her sit in the passenger seat.

This incident made her a little angry; they almost found out. "Mr. Pei, you should have called me before you came."

Song Qingran lowered her head and frowned. She was both angry and afraid of him, but she dared not show her emotions.

His mother and brother's lives were in his hands.

Seeing that Pei Zhan had not responded for a long time, Song Qingran raised her head, carefully looking at Pei Zhan in the rearview mirror.

In that instant, Pei Zhan and Song Qingran in the mirror met each other's eyes, and Song Qingran timidly lowered her head again.

Pei Zhan, "Would you like to learn to drive?"

"No, no need. I'm afraid to drive. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Pei, but I... I'll just take the bus."

As soon as he asked that question, Song Qingran knew that this man wanted to give her something again.

However, she already owes him so much, Song Qingran... Even if she works overtime every day, she can't repay everything she owes him.

Song Qingran refused, and the matter was dropped.

Jiang Group

At midnight, Pei Zhan had just finished a video conference from abroad. In order to quell the foreign public opinion, Pei Zhan was busy almost non-stop. He took off his Bluetooth headset and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. At this time of day, several cars would drive by every now and then.

Zuo Xiangnan said, "President Pei, you should go back and rest."

"Let's talk to Chairman Jiang about this mess and have Miss apologize to resolve it."

During this period, Pei Zhan barely got any rest in order to clean up Jiang Hua's mess.

"You go back first, I'll leave in a bit." Pei Zhan's eyes were full of fatigue as he reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Then I'll be going now, Chairman Jiang, get some rest."

Fifteen minutes later, Pei Zhan finished packing up the last of his documents, stood up, grabbed his suit jacket from the back of his chair, got into the elevator, and prepared to leave.

As the car drove out of the parking lot, not far away on the side of the street, a petite girl was buying roasted sweet potatoes at a bus stop. Her figure and back view were exactly like Ah Xu's.

The man was momentarily dazed. Just then, Pei Zhan, perhaps too tired, suddenly appeared in the passenger seat. A transparent figure appeared, with delicate features and a charming voice, "...Brother, you've protected her very well."

"Just like how my brother protected Ah-Xu back then."

A hint of emotion and sadness appeared in the man's eyes. He reached out to touch her cheek, but dared not, afraid... that she would disappear.

"Ah Xu, it's been a long time since I've come to see my brother."

"Brother can see Ah-Xu anytime he wants! Ah-Xu, hasn't she always stayed by your side?"

"Brother, so much time has passed. You can forget about Ah Xu now, and then... live the life you want. I'll be in heaven watching over you, wishing you happiness, a fulfilling life, and that you'll marry and have children..."

The car horn behind him honked, quickly bringing Pei Zhan to his senses.

The illusion dissipated, and Pei Zhan was finally pulled back to reality.

When Pei Zhan came to his senses, the girl in front of the sweet potato stall was gone. By the time he found her, Song Qingran had just boarded the bus.

Before he disappeared, what appeared in Pei Zhan's mind was that domineering and unreasonable voice.

Jiang Hua: Pei Zhan, you dare to look at that woman and see what happens, believe me or not I'll gouge your eyes out!

Royal Dragon Bay.

Half past one.

Pei Zhan drove up, his high beams shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He looked up at the brightly lit study on the second floor, then looked away, his eyes indifferent and devoid of emotion.

He pushed open the door and entered; a sign was right at his feet.

Then, a soft laugh came from behind.

Pei Zhan turned to look and saw Jiang Hua, who had just returned at this hour, looking at him with a mocking gaze and arms crossed. "Mr. Pei, can't you read?"

"Would you like me to teach you how to pronounce this character?"

Jiang Hua walked over, reeking of alcohol. "Get out of my way, you country bumpkin."

"Go away."

Bypassing Pei Zhan, Jiang Hua entered the password and prepared to enter.

Pei Zhan's eyes were deep as he noticed the marks on her neck that looked like they had been left by a kiss. "...The Jiang family is on the verge of bankruptcy. I don't know if Miss Jiang is too carefree or if she has already planned her escape route and still has the mood and time to indulge in debauchery."

Jiang Hua drank a few glasses of fruit wine, but she wasn't drunk. Her mind was still relatively clear, and she knew what he was saying, "The Jiang family is gone, that's it..."

"I do not care."

Jiang Hua's fingers trembled slightly, and she entered the wrong password several times. It took her two minutes to finally go inside.

Pei Zhan spoke calmly, stating a fact to Jiang Hua in a nonchalant manner: "Miss Jiang has never contributed to the Jiang family's foundation, so she naturally doesn't care."

"It's 1:45 a.m. now. At 6 a.m., Chairman Jiang overseas will personally host a video conference to resolve this negative impact."

"Chairman Jiang plans to apologize on your behalf in front of all the foreign journalists and media, and do his best to recover the company's losses."

“Miss Jiang, no one is obligated to help you with your troubles.”

Jiang Hua stopped in her tracks, her eyes lowered, devoid of warmth. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, a surge of energy gathering in her chest. She held her breath, suppressing the pain in her chest.

The wind blowing in from outside dispelled the slight intoxication on Jiang Hua's body. She turned to look at him and said, "Pei Zhan, who do you think you are!"

"You dare to criticize me in front of me!"

“Don’t forget who you are, you…” Jiang Hua poked Pei Zhan’s chest with her finger, tilted her chin up, and looked at him arrogantly, “You’re just trash I picked up from the garbage dump. Keeping you by my side is like raising a tiger that will only cause trouble.”

"Isn't your goal the Jiang family?"

"The Jiang family is gone, and you can't have it anyway, isn't that better! In any case, it will eventually fall into your hands one day."

“If I sell Jiang’s family, at least I can get some money. I don’t have to wait until the day you kick me out.”

"Let you and Song Qingran laugh at me!"

"Pei Zhan, I have already witnessed your cruelty!"

"When I'm about to die, do you think I can rely on you?"

"Can you do it?!"