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

"Don't do what happened last time, you collapsed as soon as I left."

Jiang Weiguo frowned in disgust, "We've been drinking chicken soup for days now, go and give it to Pei Zhan."

“No way. If he wants to drink, can’t he have someone make it for him himself?” Jiang Hua took a bowl, sat down on a stool, poured some for Jiang Weiguo, then rested her chin on her hand and gestured for him to drink. “I have to rush to school later. If I miss class, your precious daughter might not be able to graduate.”

"If you attend a banquet in the future and other uncles or elders ask about it, and you don't feel ashamed, then continue like this."

"If I don't drink it, I won't go to class."

"I'll just wait it out with you."

Jiang Hua ignored Pei Zhan beside her and stared at Jiang Weiguo.

There was also boneless chicken cut into small pieces; the bones had already been removed when it arrived.

"You, I really can't do anything with you." Jiang Weiguo said helplessly and affectionately, and had no choice but to drink two bowls. "This is too much for Dad to finish by himself, give Pei Zhan some."

Jiang Hua: "No, this is for you alone."

"Listen to me, Pei Zhan's injuries are more serious than your father's. If it weren't for him, your father wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

This statement completely captivated Jiang Hua.

"He can serve himself if he wants, and I didn't stop him. It's getting late, Dad, I'm going back to school now."

Jiang Weiguo: "I'll have Wang Qi take you."

Jiang Hua said, "No need. Brother Ye Bai is still waiting for me downstairs. I can just walk with him since we're going the same way."

Upon hearing the name 'Ye Bai', Pei Zhan's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at Jiang Hua, who was leaving.

Jiang Hua didn't linger; she picked up her bag and left.

As if afraid that Pei Zhan would be unhappy, Jiang Weiguo explained, "These two have been close since childhood, inseparable. Ye Bai only treats Hua Hua as a younger sister, so there's no need to worry about it."

Pei Zhan: "No."

After Jiang Hua left, Jiang Weiguo pushed away the half-eaten bowl of chicken soup in his bowl and said, "That's enough for today. You should go back and rest early too."

"Yes, Chairman Jiang."

After Jiang Weiguo left.

Pei Zhan personally tasted the chicken soup. Jiang Hua had given it to him once before, but Pei Zhan hadn't touched it then, which benefited Xu Zhoulan.

"Don't touch it!" A forceful voice rang out, and Zhou Yan walked in from outside, sitting in the seat Jiang Hua had just been sitting in. "Brother, you dare to drink the things the Jiang family sent? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

Zhou Yan forcefully took the bowl away from Pei Zhan, saying, "Eat mine. These are all your favorite dishes. I was afraid you wouldn't like them, so I made them myself."

Pei Zhan's gaze swept over the bowl of chicken soup. "What brings you here?"

Zhou Yan said, "I was worried about you, so I came to check on you. Have you applied the medicine?"

Pei Zhan: "It's nothing serious. The stitches have been removed, and you should be able to be discharged in about two or three more days."

Seeing him injured, Zhou Yan couldn't bring herself to pretend nothing had happened. A pang of sadness welled up in her chest, a heavier pain than anything else. She thought of her family members—one dead, one insane, and the only one left who had almost died because of the Jiang family…

She turned to look at the scenery outside the balcony, trying not to let him see her reddened eyes. "Isn't there any way to end all this sooner?"

“My mother and I have already lost Ah-Xu, and I...we can’t afford to lose you too.”

Pei Zhan's gaze fell on the familiar Hongqi car downstairs. Jiang Hua got into the passenger seat and drove away.

Pei Zhan: "This was just an accident."

Zhou Yan: "But why did I hear that you were so badly injured while protecting Jiang Weiguo? Brother, what are you thinking?"

Zhou Yan's tone became intense, and she looked at Pei Zhan with an unprecedentedly unfamiliar gaze, "Don't tell me you made this choice because of Jiang Hua."

"Wouldn't it be better if Jiang Weiguo were dead? Isn't this... exactly what we wanted?"

Pei Zhan's piercing gaze met Zhou Yan's eyes. "Come find me again when you've calmed down."

Pei Zhan stood up and left without looking back.

But in Zhou Yan's opinion, he was only soft-hearted because of Jiang Hua. Could it be... that he really fell in love with Jiang Hua?

If that's the case, then what about Ah-Xu?

What is Ah Xu to him?

Jiang Hua should have died anyway.

If it weren't for Jiang Jiatu Axu's heart, she wouldn't have had this accident.

Perhaps Ah Xu is still alive and well, happily doing what she wants to do. The person who caused all this tragedy was Jiang Hua, who deserved to die!

Jiang Hua was looking at evening gowns to wear tonight in the shopping mall.

One set is purple, one is rose gold, and another is black and gold…

Shen Yebai waited impatiently for Jiang Hua to finish her makeup and hair. Jiang Hua suddenly sneezed in the changing room, and some little devil was chirping at her from behind.

Tonight, Jiang Hua is going to a banquet hosted by a "lady" with Shen Yebai. She is undoubtedly the best choice. She originally did not want to go, since Shen Yebai has a girlfriend. However, Shen Bao'er told her that Xu Xiangjun's family background is not respectable and that going would only cause trouble. So Jiang Hua had no choice but to fill in for her.

A family like the Shen family, with a red background and high-ranking officials, is very strict with those around them. No matter what, the Shen family knows the Jiang family inside and out. When she goes there, she will just show her face, have a meal, and then find an excuse to run away.

Jiang Hua wore this black and gold gown, made of the finest thousand-thread brocade, using only rare and precious materials. The fabric was smooth, the skirt swayed, and shimmered with light, gently wrapping around her figure.

Even though Shen Yebai was a man of impeccable character and abstinence, he couldn't hide the amazement in his eyes when facing Jiang Hua. "She's very beautiful."

After I changed into three different outfits, all he could say was that they were beautiful.

Jiang Hua shrugged. "Then I'll take this one."

She was too lazy to choose anymore.

However, Shen Yebai still wrapped up all three dresses in the end. Jiang Hua didn't know that these dresses had been custom-made for her three months ago.

Jiang Hua's height and measurements are recorded by these high-end luxury stores. The stores that have cooperated with the Jiang family send the latest season's clothes to the Jiang family every season from different brands.

It wouldn't be difficult for Shen Yebai to have several dresses custom-made for Jiang Hua.

Shen Yebai: "Swipe card."

He took out his black leather wallet, and Jiang Hua noticed that Shen Yebai also had a black bank card, which looked exactly the same as the one that the country bumpkin had given her.

Is this card something that everyone in the Beijing social circle has?

Why didn't she?

"Yes, Mr. Shen."

After swiping the card, the clerk handed it back to him with both hands.

The packed dress was taken by the secretary behind her.

Noticing Jiang Hua's probing gaze, Shen Yebai responded, "What's wrong?"

"That country bumpkin has a card like yours too. What's the story behind it?"

The sales clerk was shocked: She didn't know?

Shen Yebai smiled slightly, "Nothing special about you, do you want it?"

Jiang Hua: "Do you have a lot of money?"

That's too much; she doesn't want to accept it. A million or two would be fine.

Every year, Jiang Hua receives roughly the same amount of New Year's money from Uncle Shen and Aunt Shen. However, when she visits their house every year, Shen Yebai is rarely there.

Shen Yebai smiled gently, “...Yes, Bao’er has used it a few times and gets special treatment when buying jewelry and bags. You can ask Bao’er about it.”

Jiang Hua's eyebrows curved into a smile, her face blooming like a flower, but what she was thinking remained a mystery...