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

"Miss Jiang still believes in these things?"

The next second, the man on the bed frowned and groaned in pain, because Jiang Hua had deliberately pressed on his wound, and soon his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Pei Zhan grabbed Jiang Hua's mischievous hand. The gauze on her chest was stained red with blood again, probably because the wound had reopened.

"I saved Chairman Jiang, and instead of thanking me, Miss, you want to take my life while I'm injured?"

Jiang Hua sat up, pulled her hand away, and rubbed her wrist, which he had gripped so tightly. Looking down at the several clear red marks on her wrist, she calmly said, "You successfully gained my father's trust in this car accident. He's always known I want a divorce. You, my father, and I all know that I'm going to France and won't be coming back. My purpose in going is to find Ji Liangchuan. But because of you, my father told me not to divorce you. Pei Zhan... you really deserve to die!"

Pei Zhan stared at her without moving his gaze. "Miss thought I didn't want to divorce you, so you staged this scene? I think Miss knows that I had a fiancée before the marriage. If it weren't for Miss Jiang's persistent pursuit, I would have no choice but to marry you. My girlfriend would be my wife now."

Jiang Hua seemed to vaguely remember that Pei Zhan had a fiancée…

But at that time, she insisted on doing things her own way…

I forgot about it.

"Saving Chairman Jiang was just something I did instinctively. If I had known Miss Jiang would have this attitude, I might not have..."

“I brought the divorce papers.” Jiang Hua interrupted Pei Zhan, completely unconcerned about his thoughts. She pulled the divorce papers and a pen from her bag. “Dad’s reason for not letting me divorce was simply to have someone protect the Jiang family business, which is why he signed a prenuptial agreement with you… But don’t worry, after Dad dies, the Jiang family business will be yours, and I won’t fight you for it…”

Jiang Hua lacks the ability to manage a company. Rather than letting the Jiang family business be snatched away by those hungry wolves of an uncle or aunt, it's better to let this country bumpkin have it. At least... he was personally chosen by her father.

Jiang Hua uncapped her pen and turned to the last page of the document. "Blame me if you must. I'm just not cut out for business. If the company falls into my hands, it will only go bankrupt faster. Anyway, we've been married for less than two years and there's no love between us. Whether you go back to your ex-fiancée or Song Qingran after the divorce... it has nothing to do with me."

"I'll leave with nothing, and you'll be free again..."

"We have the best of both worlds."

"Here you go." Jiang Hua handed him the pen.

Pei Zhan shifted his body, sat up, and leaned against the bed. "I understand Miss Jiang's eagerness to find true love. I will sign... but not now."

Jiang Hua was surprised that he agreed so readily. "Mr. Pei, when do you think would be a good time?"

“Once I recover, I’ve witnessed firsthand how much the young lady can kick me when I’m down. Now that I’ve signed the papers, I don’t even know if I, Pei Zhan, will be alive to leave this hospital.” Pei Zhan spoke calmly, his tone filled with distrust towards Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua thought for a few seconds, "Alright then, focus on recovering. If you need anything, I'll message Song Qingran and ask her to come and take care of you." As she spoke, she put the divorce papers away. Suddenly, she remembered something, "By the way, what about your ex-fiancée? Do you need me to have someone find her for you?"

Pei Zhan calmly withdrew his gaze from Jiang Hua's face. He did not answer the question, but instead said, "Please trouble Miss Jiang to pour me a glass of water."

Jiang Hua laughed, "Pour you water? Pei Zhan... who do you think you are?"

"You still dare to dream of getting me to do things for you?"

“When I was in a car accident, you turned around and went to find Song Qingran in the Blooming Flowers, and didn’t show up for three to five months.”

Jiang Hua reached out and patted his face, her words sharp and meaningful, "Now that I've come to see you three times, you should be grateful, understand?"

She's not bad at anything else, except that she holds grudges.

Jiang Hua turned around and left the ward without looking back.

After seeing this troublesome person leave, Zuo Xiangnan quickly entered the ward and asked, "President Pei, are you alright?"

Pei Zhan glanced at the area on his shoulder and said, "It's nothing."

However, Jiang Hua's pressing on Pei Zhan's wound might have caused the sutures to reopen. Upon seeing this, Zuo Xiangnan quickly called for a nurse to re-treat the wound, and fortunately, the bleeding was stopped.

Jiang Hua ultimately decided to stay in China. The school she had arranged abroad had been cancelled, and all her luggage was shipped back from the airport.

The next day at noon, Jiang Hua was packing her luggage at the Yulong Bay villa. She took out a crystal ball from her bag, hesitated, and then gave it to Xu Qiulan.

"Aunt Xu, please put this useless thing in the attic upstairs later."

Xu Qiulan said, "Miss, wasn't this given to you by Young Master Liangchuan? You've always cherished it and never wanted anyone to touch it. Today... what's wrong?"

Jiang Hua: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that I was getting tired of looking at this crystal ball, and it's a waste of space on the table."

Xu Qiulan had watched Jiang Hua grow up since she was a child, so how could she not know her every move? Seeing her like this, it was obvious that she had made up her mind to let go of Young Master Liangchuan.

Actually, this is for the best. Now that the young lady is married, no matter what, the two of them will never be able to be together.

Instead, just live your life properly and stop causing trouble.

During this period, Jiang Hua would avoid going to the hospital with Song Qingran.

Two weeks later.

It was Saturday.

Song Qingran had to go to the company, so she left the hospital earlier than usual.

Jiang Hua carried the snacks she had brought from home to the ward of the hospital's inpatient department. On the third-floor balcony, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was clear and cloudless, and there was a slight breeze. The afternoon was just the right time to bask in the sun.

Jiang Weiguo has almost recovered, while Pei Zhan has injured his bones and muscles and needs more time to recover. The two are sitting on the balcony, each holding a Go board and playing Go.

"We've played so many games, all to a draw. That's interesting. Pei Zhan, don't let me win on purpose just because Hua Hua is here."

"You can play chess all you want, what does that have to do with me?" Jiang Hua's voice suddenly came.

Jiang Weiguo had been wary of Pei Zhan from the beginning, but now, after the car accident, he clearly trusted Pei Zhan more than before. Previously, no matter how busy Jiang Weiguo was, he would personally negotiate with the other companies for several core project contracts. But this time, Jiang Weiguo handed over several contracts without reservation, and even some confidential documents related to the company.

Wang Qi stepped forward to put away the chessboard, and Jiang Hua placed the thermos she had brought on the table between the two of them. "This is chicken soup that Aunt Xu made for you. It contains a lot of precious medicinal herbs to help you recover."