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

She didn't know how long she lived this life without freedom or the freedom to do as she pleased.

On one hand, there's her mother's medical expenses; on the other, there's the moral guilt she feels.

It kept her awake at night.

She still wanted to obtain what she desired through her own efforts.

Actually, Song Qingran thought it was quite good that Pei Zhan hadn't come to the Blooming Flowers area these past few days. It showed that Mr. Pei still cared about his wife, and his return to his family was the right thing to do.

Moreover, no matter what, it's impossible for them to be together...

Even if she were to die, she would never like, much less love... a man who was already married!

Seeing the person leave in a huff, Chen Huifang rolled her eyes inwardly. She tidied up the unfinished breakfast from Song Qingran's bowl and chopsticks, muttering under her breath, "A mistress is a mistress, what's with this 'sponsored relationship'? She's probably been eyeing the upstairs neighbors countless times. Knowing they have wives, she still becomes their mistress. Sigh… these young girls nowadays, they really don't know how lucky they are. Living in such a big, luxurious villa, with over a dozen maids and servants just to wait on you, I don't know what you're not satisfied with. I said a few honest words, and she threw a tantrum at me. If you have any backbone, if you're so capable… don't take other people's things, don't ask them for money!"

"And she even said... he forced me to do it, I had no choice..."

"They say one thing to your face and another behind your back; I don't know what they're pretending for here."

"If I weren't thinking that if you really did rise to a high social status and become a wealthy lady one day, I could get some benefits from it, otherwise... I wouldn't bother serving you."

After Chen Huifang finished cleaning up, she was washing the dishes when a flash of inspiration struck her, and she suddenly thought of something.

She smiled confidently, "Since you've always been pretty good to me, I'll give you a hand."

Half an hour after Song Qingran left.

Pei Zhan had just finished his meeting when his personal phone rang. He took his phone out of his pocket, saw the caller ID, and swiped to answer.

"What is it? Speak." The deep voice carried an imposing, authoritative tone.

On the phone, Chen Huifang stammered, "Sir, there are some things I don't know whether I should say or not. While you were away, Miss Song's mental state wasn't very good. She didn't eat much for dinner last night, and she only ate a few bites this morning before going to school."

“Yesterday and the day before, as soon as Miss Song came home from school, she would ask if you were there. I… I just couldn’t bear to see Miss Song continue like this.”

"Miss Song actually loves you, but she doesn't know how to get along with you, which is why she keeps pushing you away."

"Sir, if you have time, why don't you come to the villa and visit Miss Song?"

Chen Huifang finished speaking in a string, giving Pei Zhan no chance to speak at all.

"I understand." With those four simple words, Pei Zhan hung up the phone.

Zuo Xiangnan followed behind and entered the president's office with Pei Zhan.

Pei Zhan put away his phone. Upon seeing this, Zuo Xiangnan immediately reported, "This morning, paparazzi took photos again of the young lady and that man from the Shen family driving her back to school. However, our people intercepted the photos beforehand."

Pei Zhan's tone betrayed a displeasure that even he himself couldn't detect: "Where are the photos?"

"It's already on your desk."

"There's another rumor that's getting stronger and stronger in the capital city. If this continues, we might not be able to stop the gossip. If people find out that it's all false, we might end up backfiring."

"What news?" Pei Zhan sat at his desk with a document in front of him. The document contained the photos that Zuo Xiangnan had obtained from the paparazzi. Just one step away, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family would be on the front page of the news again.

"Miss Jiang gave the Eye of the Deep Sea brooch to Shen Yebai. As everyone knows, Miss Jiang spent 100 million to buy this brooch. It has an extraordinary origin. It was made by a French classical jewelry design master a hundred years ago and has been circulating in the world. Finally, Miss Jiang bought it at an auction two years ago when she came of age. It is a complete set with the Tear of the Deep Sea necklace jewelry that was in the possession of the late Mrs. Jiang."

"It's being said in the circle that the gift the young lady gave was a token of love, and the marriage between the Shen and Jiang families is a done deal."

Pei Zhan flipped through the photos one by one. They didn't seem like candid shots, but rather like a professional photoshoot, recording their love, sweetness, and every little detail of their relationship. He casually remarked, "It's a good thing that Miss Jiang is sacrificing her reputation to create profits for the group."

Zuo Xiangnan: "I thought..."

"What do you think?" Pei Zhan tossed aside the photos and looked at him with his deep gaze.

Zuo Xiangnan lowered his head and said, "It's nothing, I was just overthinking it."

"go out."

"Yes!" Zuo Xiangnan left without looking back.

Once the office was empty, Pei Zhan's eyes deepened with emotion.

Jiang Hua wasn't clueless; she herself was infamous, but she didn't care. However, Shen Yebai… a son of a high-ranking official, cared most about his reputation. He was like a high-mountain flower, unattainable. For such a pure and innocent man to be defiled by Jiang Hua naturally had a greater impact on the Shen family. For so many years, the Shen family had only run into trouble because of Shen Yebai.

This brooch worth 100 million yuan, which brought in billions or even tens of billions of yuan in profits through Shen Yebai, is by no means a loss for the Jiang family.

Just a moment ago, the news of the engagement between the two families spread, and within minutes, Shen Yebai received a phone call from his family questioning him.

Jiang Hua sat next to Shen Yebai, pretending to be absent-minded as she applied nail polish, but she was still a little uneasy.

The Shen family is a bunch of feudal old fogies who love to use family law at the drop of a hat. Once, Jiang Hua accidentally broke a vase in the Shen family ancestral hall, and in the end, Shen Yebai took the blame for her.

Fortunately, Shen Yebai is the future heir of the Shen family, so the elders didn't punish him too severely; they just made him kneel in front of the ancestral tablet for one night.

Jiang Hua was a little scared and ran home that night…

Shen Yebai brushed it off with a few words, "Um... I'll handle this."

Hearing that everything was alright, Jiang Hua breathed a sigh of relief. "They won't punish you again, will they?"

Shen Yebai: "No."

Jiang Hua may not know that Shen Yebai has already inherited the Shen family and is now in charge of the Shen family.

As for everyone else…

They all had to be mindful of Shen Yebai's mood in order to stay in the Shen family.

"That's good." Jiang Hua felt that she had also let him down. When they were young, she had caused him a lot of trouble, and Shen Yebai had always covered for her.

"You're married, won't he be angry if this kind of news comes out?"