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

"It's alright, just explain it and it'll be fine. It's not a big deal. He knows our two families are on good terms and won't say anything."

No matter how good her relationship with Shen Yebai is, her affair with Pei Zhan won't sound good if it gets out.

I didn't want to upset her because of these things.

I didn't have any classes at 8 AM today, so I slept in a little longer. On my way back to school, I ran into the morning rush hour. The car was stuck on the main road, and the journey that usually takes half an hour will now take me another ten or twenty minutes.

With nothing to do, Jiang Hua started flipping through books. They were all things that would be on the exam, and she would lose face if she failed again.

Seeing that she was reading peacefully, Shen Yebai did not disturb her and picked up his tablet to deal with some official emails.

Forty minutes later, we arrived at the West Gate campus.

Jiang Hua went to the training building and saw that the classroom that had been set up for her alone was still closed. Her slender eyebrows rose slightly, and then she looked at the teacher who had been teaching her, who was chatting and laughing with other professors in another classroom.

She took the key out of her bag and opened the classroom door.

"Let me introduce you to Jiang Hua, my student. She's my only protégé. You can't find another jewelry restoration student as talented as her. By the way, Lao Chen, I asked you to keep an eye out for another student for me last time. Did you find one? I'm just missing one now."

The other person laughed and said, "I think you're just worried that your student will run away, so you want to find her a companion. Don't worry, I'll introduce you to someone suitable. You should hurry up and go to class."

It's truly a rare sight indeed. Jiang Hua has lived two lives, and while there are many people who gossip about her behind her back, she also has quite a few enemies. Yet, she has never heard anyone praise her like this before.

Not to mention that the word 'talent' can be used to describe her.

Jiang Hua was unaware that the group of students in the next class were actually Song Qingran's class.

We've had a half-hour class; now it's break time.

Xue Ruyao looked at the magazine in her hand and said to Song Qingran beside her, "Qingran, doesn't this person's back look a lot like Jiang Hua?"

"But the picture is so blurry, you can't see anything at all."

"Alright, Yao, it's all in the past now, let's not dwell on it anymore. The most important thing for us now is to focus on what we're doing and pay attention in class." Song Qingran looked wistfully at the magazine in Xue Ruyao's hand. Almost every girl had a copy of this magazine, and it was the best-selling magazine at the time, with demand far exceeding supply.

The lives of the wealthy are beyond her reach; she is already quite content with her current life.

Song Qingran doesn't ask for much. Her mother is safe and sound, her brother is successful in his career, and after she graduates, she has her own career and a stable job. That kind of life is enough for her.

"Qingran, you've been with the Jiang family for quite a while now, haven't you seen this young lady yet?"

Song Qingran was working on a design draft when she thought for a moment and shook her head. "I don't know. I only heard it from other people in the design department. They said she wasn't feeling well and went abroad for treatment."

"Some people say that she dropped out of school to get married and was on her honeymoon abroad with her husband, and only recently returned to China."

"However... very few people come to the company."

Just then, Xue Ruyao exclaimed in surprise, as if she had remembered something. She excitedly grabbed Song Qingran's arm and said, "I remember now, Qingran, let me tell you, last time when I delivered the documents to Jiang's Group, I overheard those people at your company's reception saying..."

"That young lady, the one who harassed your boyfriend, is Mr. Pei."

With a 'thud,' the pencil in Song Qingran's hand suddenly lost its grip and fell to the ground.

"Qingran, what's wrong?"

Song Qingran subconsciously tried to hide her panic, "N-nothing...it's nothing."

Why would she do this?

She clutched her chest, unsure of what was happening to her.

When she heard Ruyao say these words, she suddenly felt a tightness and discomfort in her chest.

"I heard that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family is causing quite a stir. She doesn't allow any other women around him, and any woman who's even slightly good-looking gets bullied and beaten up by her. Getting expelled is the least of her problems..."

"Alright... stop talking, his business has nothing to do with me."

"I've said it many times, Mr. Pei is not my boyfriend."

"I...I'm going to the restroom."

Song Qingran didn't know why, but when she heard all this about him, she just wanted to escape and didn't want to hear any more.

"Qingran, I didn't mean to bring this up! Qingran..."

Song Qingran left the classroom without looking back. As she headed towards the restroom, she suddenly spotted Jiang Hua in a classroom not far ahead, near the other side of the corridor…

Isn't that classroom where no students are allowed to approach?

Half of this training building is equipped with sophisticated cameras, and security guards patrol it 24 hours a day. It is said that... this classroom houses many rare and precious jewels that ordinary people would never see.

Those classrooms were places that ordinary students were not allowed to enter. The classroom next to it in the corridor was guarded by security guards in suits.

She was actually in that classroom; was she attending a class?

Jiang Hua sat in front of a chair, notebook in her hand resting on her knees, twirling the pen in her hand. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the familiar figure peering out of the classroom door. "Professor, close the door. Someone is disturbing me. Class is starting."

She was willing to learn, so Professor Guo naturally indulged her every whim. Jiang Hua was the only one in this year's class to receive this honor.

When Song Qingran saw the classroom door close, the provocation was obvious. She was stunned for a moment before turning around and going back into the classroom.

Just then, Song Qingran ran into a teacher who was also coming out, and asked curiously, "Teacher, I'd like to ask, wasn't that classroom supposed to be closed? I think I saw someone having class there today."

Professor: "Oh, her! There is indeed someone who switched from the design department to jewelry restoration."

Song Qingran was somewhat surprised. "Jewelry restoration? Isn't this an elective course? I... I've never heard of this major before."

Professor: "This year's freshmen really don't know that because the scores are high, fewer and fewer people apply for this major every year. In recent years, there has been no other way but to stop recruiting students."

"What, you're interested in jewelry restoration too?"

Song Qingran: "Can...can I?"

The professor, holding a thermos, had high hopes for Song Qingran, an outstanding representative of this year's jewelry design students. "There's nothing wrong with it. Jewelry restoration is not that simple. The whole process is quite complex and requires a lot of jewelry knowledge. The restoration work is complicated. If you are interested in this, you can sign up for an elective course."

Song Qingran asked Jiang Hua curiously, "Where's Senior Jiang? I remember she's in the design department, right? She knows a lot about this industry?"