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

The room lights were turned on. Jiang Hua glanced at the time; it was only 3:30 a.m. She still had a sleepy look on her face. "You country bumpkin, you've gotten quite bold these days, sneaking into my room uninvited."

She tilted her head and looked at him lazily, "Didn't you see the sign at the door?"

Pei Zhan and dogs are not allowed inside. The previous sign that hung at the entrance has been replaced with a larger one by Jiang Hua, who was worried that he wouldn't be able to see it clearly. The sign is now placed in the flower bed at the entrance, and the lettering is in a particularly eye-catching red font.

Pei Zhan told her, "Don't get it wet during this time." After applying the medicine to her foot, Pei Zhan tightened the cap of the ointment and added, "I've already taken care of things at the company; you don't need to do anything else."

"Are you finished?"

Jiang Hua had already developed enough patience with him; otherwise, she would have already thrown something at him the moment she saw him.

"Pei Zhan...have I been too lenient with you usually? If it weren't for the fact that you still have value to the Jiang family, would I have kept you around until now?"

Jiang Hua threw off the covers, got out of bed barefoot, and walked up to him. She crossed her arms over her chest, looked down at him, and said, "If I were you, I would know better and keep a low profile."

"Then... we do our own thing, without bothering each other."

Jiang Hua's complexion was relatively good today, and she didn't give Pei Zhan a very hard time.

She was thirsty and was about to go downstairs for a drink of water when she turned around at the door. Then, as she remembered something, she stopped and said to him, "I'll let it go tonight for you entering my room without permission, but there won't be a next time. No matter how busy the company is, I'm giving you one last week to get my visa processed. Otherwise, I don't mind coming to your company to see you."

"How can there still be people who can't even be a dog properly these days?"

"unlucky."

Jiang Hua was outspoken and her harsh words seemed to have long been immune to Pei Zhan. The man watched Jiang Hua leave, dressed in a white silk slip dress, her expression unreadable…

Over the past fifteen years, Pei Zhan has slowly begun to recall some things that he should have forgotten.

In Pei Zhan's mind, the words spoken by that little girl echoed in the same tone as Jiang Hua's.

Six-year-old Jiang Hua: "You really like being someone's dog? If it were me, I'd be a dog that bites. I don't want to be a useless thing like you, getting punched and kicked every day, having to swallow my anger and do things obediently for others. Even Xiaoxue knows how to guard her food, but you just tuck your tail between your legs and don't say a word. You're the most useless one."

Because of this sentence, Pei Zhan was subtly transformed into a 'mad dog' hiding in the darkness, unable to see the light.

I have never been bullied by anyone again...

Jiang Hua went downstairs, and Pei Zhan stood up, preparing to put away the medicine in his hand. Just then, the screen of Jiang Hua's phone, which was on the bedside table, lit up, and a message was sent from the other party.

Pei Zhan casually picked up her phone. Her phone didn't have a password lock. She swiped the screen and saw that the person who sent the message had no name in their contacts.

The other party: Ms. Jiang, I did exactly as you asked, and I definitely didn't capture your face in the photos. You don't need to pay for this one. If you need something like this again, feel free to contact me anytime, and I guarantee I'll take photos that will satisfy you.

As for the remaining photos, I couldn't resist taking a few more because you and Mr. Shen look so well-matched.

Don't worry, I've already deleted the negatives, and I absolutely won't leak them.

The remaining photos sent by the paparazzi were all high-definition Blu-ray images.

The first picture shows Jiang Hua holding a fork, chatting and laughing with a gentle, refined, and aloof man in front of her.

The second picture shows a man gazing tenderly at the beautiful woman before him, his eyes filled with unspeakable emotions.

His gaze wasn't exactly innocent...

One photo after another leaves one with no choice but to speculate about the unparalleled and subtle relationship between the two. No matter how you look at it, they are the most perfect match.

The phrase "marrying someone of equal social standing" would be a more fitting description.

Before the floor-to-ceiling window, the man's horrified gaze and the faint, unconscious chill emanating from his body were reflected in the gleaming glass.

And so he could only do this, hiding in the shadows, observing all of this, without revealing his true identity to anyone.

Yes, the photos of Jiang Hua and Shen Yebai at Xiangweiju were all orchestrated by Jiang Hua herself. She used the rumors and public opinion surrounding her and Shen Yebai to bring profits to the Jiang family.

For Jiang Hua, it was just a few photos; it was all just speculation by the media.

Pei Zhan operated his phone for a while, and then his dark eyes fell on the crystal ball on the table.

Fifteen years have passed, and it's still very new...

In addition, Pei Zhan noticed that a document on the table had been marked with notes in black pen, and the handwriting was beautiful and neat.

This is a case study of the restoration of Angel's Tears jewelry by Jiang, including all the procedures.

Back then, Angel's Tears was accidentally destroyed at an anti-foreign meeting, causing quite a stir.

Then, less than three months later, Angel's Tears reappeared perfectly before the world, without any flaws.

However… the one who repaired the Angel's Tears was Jiang Hua's mother, Jiang Qingcheng.

She was once recognized as the most beautiful woman in the capital city, someone that all prestigious families wanted to have.

The Jiang family was also a prestigious family. Back then, Jiang Qingcheng did not marry into a family of equal social standing, but instead... married Jiang Weiguo, who was born into a poor family. The two were childhood sweethearts.

Jiang Hua inherited Jiang Qingcheng's beauty, and now... she has also inherited what Jiang Qingcheng did back then!

The restored Angel's Tears is now on display in the national museum…

Pei Zhan saw the change in Jiang Hua. He never expected that the idle and extravagant Miss Jiang would one day do something worthwhile.

She is gradually building up her own wings, and when her wings are fully grown, she will no longer need to rely on anyone...

Thinking about all this, Pei Zhan felt something was quietly slipping away from his heart…

Pei Zhan went downstairs, and the lights in the courtyard were turned on. Jiang Hua was dressed in thin clothes and was using red paint to paint on the sign that was about to peel off.

Jiang Hua smiled with satisfaction, and upon seeing the people in the hall, she cast a provocative glance...

But when she saw him, he looked thin and frail, unlike his usual expression of disgust towards her, and Jiang Hua felt incredibly bored.

His expression changed, and he dropped the paintbrush.

Jiang Hua walked into the hall, ignoring Pei Zhan's presence, and prepared to go upstairs.

"are you hungry."

Jiang Hua heard him suddenly say something.

Jiang Hua: "You're crazy."

Fifteen minutes later.

Pei Zhan, wearing a black shirt and an apron, came out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of noodles. He stood in front of Jiang Hua. Pei Zhan was not bad-looking, especially in terms of his temperament. He had captured the hearts of many women. His features were deep and handsome. Now, with the apron on, he looked like a perfect husband.

Jiang Hua held chopsticks in one hand and her phone in the other. It was already four o'clock, and the sky outside was almost bright.

Pei Zhan's cooking skills are truly exceptional. Apart from Xiangweiju and Xu Ma's cooking, his dishes are barely to Jiang Hua's liking.

"I remember you used to be from Wuchuan?"

This bowl of noodles tastes exactly like the noodles Ji Liangchuan cooked for Jiang Hua when she was kidnapped and locked in a dark room as a child.

Jiang Hua didn't taste this flavor again for a long time afterward.

Pei Zhan: "I guess so."

Jiang Hua looked away from her phone. "What do you mean by 'considered'? Ah, I remember now, you're Wuchuan, who begged your way there."