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

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, suppressing her anger. The thought that there was someone in this world who cared about her made her feel much better, especially since... it was someone she had liked for so many years.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I know you're busy. Don't worry, from now on, I'll consider you before doing anything. I'll never put you in a difficult position."

Pei Zhan: "Mm."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yan dispelled the gloom in her heart. Because of his words of protection, she felt at ease. From childhood to adulthood, Pei Zhan, as her older brother, could always give her and A Xu a sense of security that was enough to bear anything as long as he was by her side. This was something that Zhou Yan could only feel from him.

After his father passed away, Pei Zhan took on the responsibility of supporting the Zhou family, bearing the burden of raising her, A-Xu, and his mother...

It's fair to say that without Pei Zhan, Zhou Yan wouldn't be where she is today...

Mother... perhaps she died long ago because she couldn't accept losing Ah-Xu and chose to commit suicide.

Thankfully, God was still watching over them...

She believed that she would protect the Zhou family and one day uproot the Jiang family, even if it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

She waits for the day the Jiang family falls...

Song Qingran approached cautiously, "Sister, are you in love?" Her face was filled with excitement, and she didn't seem to be bothered by the little incident earlier.

Zhou Yan smiled slightly at Song Qingran, "I'm also working hard to get him as soon as possible and make him your brother-in-law."

Song Qingran smiled, genuinely happy for her. "Okay, I'll wait for your good news, sister."

Jiang Hua had no classes all day. Her only task was repairing a damaged piece of jewelry. Professor Guo had told her that all the course materials for jewelry restoration were left by her mother, and most of the content hadn't been updated. Jiang Hua had seen these materials when she was a child. Due to her poor health, she rarely attended classes and relied on private tutors.

Now that Mom is gone, the course materials haven't been updated. After all, it's rare to actually handle jewelry worth millions or tens of millions, and... it's all kept strictly confidential. The owners of high-value collectible jewelry are generally unwilling to expose it to the general public, thus creating a closed loop...

Even the materials found in the library were scarce, with most being the complete restoration video of her mother repairing the jewelry 'Angel's Tears' back then, which only Jiang Hua possessed.

Because her mother was featured in the video, Jiang Hua had played it on repeat countless times at home since she was a child.

If possible, she wants to rekindle the spark of jewelry restoration at the Imperial University.

She didn't want her mother's hard work to go to waste.

In her past life, Jiang Hua never thought so much. Perhaps because she was spoiled and decadent since childhood, she just thought that she could live one day at a time and do meaningless things every day.

I've been obsessed with Pei Zhan...

Now that I'm back, I might as well... do something meaningful.

Suddenly, Jiang Hua thought of something. She took out her phone from her bag and found a phone stand that had been sitting in Fang Liang's pile of junk for who knows how long. She pointed the phone camera at the repair tools in Jiang Hua's hand and recorded a short clip, but felt that the picture was still a bit blurry.

Fortunately, Jiang Hua used her connections to find a photographer…

Jiang Hua sometimes does things on a whim, and once she has that idea, she will do her best to do it better.

Jiang Hua was directing the photographer from the side.

A moment later, "Miss Jiang, is this level of clarity acceptable to you?"

Jiang Hua watched for a few minutes, then said, "Hmm, not bad. Keep it up. Whatever I'm doing later, just take a picture of what I'm doing in my hand."

"From now on, if you come at ten o'clock in the morning, I'll give you five hundred a day."

The photographer exclaimed in surprise, "Five hundred?"

"Isn't that enough? How about... eight hundred?"

Jiang Hua had no concept of money, let alone how much to pay someone for their work. She simply added a few hundred yuan to the basic salary of Jiang's employees.

"Eight hundred? That's enough! Miss Jiang, you're really generous. I'd be willing to work for twenty hours a day with a beauty like that, let alone twelve."

Jiang Hua raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Jiang Hua was so busy that she stayed up all night until school ended.

Even after everyone had left the university library, Jiang Hua was still focused on doing her own thing.

It lasted until around 10:30 p.m.

The photographer left, so Jiang Hua found a tripod, placed it aside, and started recording herself.

Outside Jiang Hua's control room window, the night was completely silent. Only the control room where Jiang Hua was located was lit. In the corridor, the motion sensor lights turned on one after another, and a steady gait gradually approached. The man's shadow was also stretched very long by the lights, until he stopped in front of the open door.

A deep, dark gaze from outside the door watched the figure still busy at work. It was the first time she had seen her long, glossy black hair, which was casually tied up and coiled behind her head. Her high heels were placed aside, and she was barefoot, oblivious to the coldness of the stool beneath her feet.

"If I don't go back soon, Chairman Jiang will come after me."

Hearing the sound coming from the doorway, Jiang Hua was startled and angrily threw the tool in her hand at it, saying, "Are you trying to kill me? You scared me half to death."

Pei Zhan didn't dodge, taking the blow head-on. He brushed the dust off his clothes, bent down to pick up the cutting tools from the ground, and placed them back beside her.

As he got closer, he noticed that Jiang Hua's hands had numerous cuts, but no blood.

"How did you get yourself into this state?"

Jiang Hua glanced at him dismissively. "What's it to you? Why aren't you with your Song Qingran? What are you doing here?" Realizing it was late, she started tidying up the things on the table, then stood up barefoot and put them into the safe.

Pei Zhan ignored the hint of jealousy in her voice, "If I hadn't come, were you planning to stay until dawn?"

Pei Zhan's gaze fell on the camera, and he quickly understood its purpose.

Today, Jiang Hua showed Pei Zhan something he had never seen before: Jiang Hua who was so earnest and dedicated to doing something.

Very strange!

After all, in Pei Zhan's eyes, Jiang Hua was a free spirit who had no regard for worldly etiquette. She did everything impulsively, without considering the consequences. She was a pampered flower that would wither if she left the greenhouse.

"Yes! I should thank President Pei for coming over to call me home."

Jiang Hua walked to Pei Zhan's side, leaned against the table, and put on her high heels.

Pei Zhan spoke in a deep voice, "Why would you think of doing these things?"

Jiang Hua said, "Of course it's because someone is ambitious and covetous of my Jiang family's wealth. I'm also afraid... that when the Jiang family really falls into decline, my father and I will be homeless, and in the end... we'll die a miserable death on the streets, without even a full meal. Learning a skill will at least keep us from starving in the future!"

The incident involving the Jiang family earlier certainly taught Jiang Hua a harsh lesson…

“Regarding this…” Jiang Hua turned to look at him, “President Pei, don’t you have anything to say?”