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

Half an hour earlier, Jiang Hua was taking notes and forgot about the time she had agreed to meet with Shen Yebai. When she remembered, she found that Shen Yebai had already arrived.

His footsteps were very light, and Jiang Hua did not hear his voice.

Jiang Hua quickly packed her things, preparing to leave with him.

Shen Yebai said, "It's alright, no need to rush."

Jiang Hua picked up her phone and glanced at it; it was only six o'clock. She could still make it there in time.

"Sorry, I lost track of time while taking notes. Look at my brain, Brother Ye Bai, wait for me."

"Hmm." Shen Yebai walked into the classroom and sat down beside her, watching her hurriedly and methodically pack her things.

As Jiang Hua walked out of the classroom, she remembered the 'madam's' preferences. The madam Bai had studied abroad and liked Western ballroom dancing.

Jiang Hua asked him, "Brother Ye Bai, can you dance?"

Shen Yebai, "Dancing?"

Jiang Hua: "Didn't Bao'er tell you? Madam Bai's important guests will all be invited to the opening dance."

This Mrs. Bai is the First Lady of the Imperial City. She rarely appears in public, but she has a certain prestige in the city and a certain voice in both political and business circles. However, she rarely meddles in other people's business.

Shen Yebai stated directly, "No."

Jiang Hua knew this because she overheard Bao'er complaining about it. Bao'er had participated once and her feet were swollen from picking so many shoes. Shen Yebai had only returned to the capital in the last two years, so... he probably didn't know.

Jiang Hua thought for a moment, "While there's still time, I'll teach you."

Shen Yebai's lips curled into a slight smile. "Okay."

And so, this is the scene Pei Zhan is witnessing now.

Jiang Hua hadn't attended a ball like this in a long time. During the ball, Shen Yebai stepped on her feet several times, and each time, he looked at Jiang Hua apologetically.

Shen Yebai, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Hua: "It doesn't hurt."

The third time, Jiang Hua led him in a full dance.

Jiang Hua bent down with her supple waist, and Shen Yebai put his arm around her waist. He leaned down slightly and looked down. Jiang Hua met the man's deep amber eyes, which rippled with a subtle, yet deadly, gaze.

It wasn't until Jiang Hua put her hand on his shoulder and stood up that she asked, "Brother Ye Bai, did you really never learn this before?"

Shen Yebai said, "I have never been exposed to these things before. I used to spend most of my time on my studies. Later... after taking on other things, I left the capital for a while and only came back in recent years."

Jiang Hua nodded thoughtfully. Thinking about it, it made sense. She'd been to the Shen family for three years and hadn't seen him even once, and even when she did…

Shen Yebai's schedule is packed from morning till night. He lives like a human machine, with almost no private time of his own, let alone time to pay attention to her and Bao'er.

Being an heir is really not easy, with hundreds of family rules to follow...

What was the first rule of the Shen family again? It was: Be careful with your words and actions.

It's not surprising, Shen Yebai has always been a man of few words.

Even from a short distance, Pei Zhan saw a gentle look in Jiang Hua's eyes that he had never seen before, and her smiling eyes were captivating.

Pei Zhan had never seen Jiang Hua like this before, not only at this moment, but also in front of anyone else... to see her like this.

Pei Zhan looked away. He hadn't forgotten that the Shen family and the Jiang family had a marriage agreement. Jiang Hua might not know, but Shen Yebai couldn't possibly be unaware.

Pei Zhan suppressed the irritation in his heart, and his words to Song Qingran instantly turned cold and sharp, "Then what do you want?"

"You don't want to go back to the bustling city; you want to return to where you were before?"

"I'm busy and recovering from my injury, so I can't possibly pay attention to you all the time. Give me a break during this period, okay?"

Pei Zhan suppressed the throbbing pain from his wound, closed his eyes, and tried not to let anyone notice the emotions that shouldn't have been there for him.

Song Qingran moved her lips, wanting to say something more, but the words stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter a single one.

Pei Zhan then spoke up, "Xiang Nan will handle this matter today. Just focus on your own work and don't let others affect you."

"Understand?"

Pei Zhan's appearance today reminded Song Qingran of his former fierce and terrifying self.

She trembled with fright, lowered her head, and spoke in a voice barely audible, "Yes, I understand, Mr. Pei."

"The matter of the dance costume has nothing to do with Jiang Hua. A person like her would not do anything to lower her status. As long as you don't provoke her, there will be no trouble."

Song Qingran quickly raised her head and looked at the man beside her. "I know that Senior Jiang is not that kind of person. What happened last time was because A Yao spoke without thinking. I have already told her. I have never doubted her."

"I remember everything you said, but I don't know why Senior Jiang is so hostile towards me."

Pei Zhan did not answer her question.

When the car fell silent, Song Qingran secretly glanced at the man beside her.

"Mr. Pei, are your injuries any better?"

Pei Zhan still did not respond.

Song Qingran felt that she might be feeling unwell, so she didn't say anything more.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Song Qingran accidentally fell asleep. She was eventually woken up by Zuo Xiangnan. "Miss Song, it's time to get out of the car. President Pei instructed me to take you for a check-up."

Song Qingran turned to the spot next to her and found that the man beside her had disappeared at some point.

After Song Qingran got out of the car, she lowered her head and clasped her hands in front of her, seemingly absent-minded, until she bumped into Zuo Xiangnan's back and then she raised her head.

Zuo Xiangnan pressed the elevator button to go upstairs.

Song Qingran: "Did I say anything that made Mr. Pei angry?"

Zuo Xiangnan: "President Pei won't be angry with you."

"If President Pei is really angry with you, he won't go over there."

"Besides that other person, you are the only one who has President Pei's private phone number. The fact that Miss Song took the initiative to call President Pei shows that Miss Song has gradually begun to accept President Pei, which is a good thing."

That one? Song Qingran wasn't stupid; she knew who Zuo Xiangnan was referring to—Mr. Pei's wife.

Are they having a bad relationship?

Why doesn't his wife even have Mr. Pei's phone number?

Song Qingran didn't say a word, and her face remained expressionless.

No matter what he does, it will always be impossible for them.

Zuo Xiangnan's words had no effect on Song Qingran.

Half an hour later.

The nurse walked in carrying a medical tray. Pei Zhan sat down beside her. The nurse gently unwrapped the bandages from his wound. The wound had almost healed, but the bone in his scapula, where he had been punctured, was fractured. It was likely that he would have difficulty lifting heavy objects with his left hand in the future.

When the nurse saw the man in front of her, with his deep-set features and mature good looks, she couldn't help but blush and feel her heart race. For almost two out of three seconds, her gaze was fixed on the man's perfect physique.

After administering the medication, the nurse, blushing, asked the man, "Excuse me, do you have a girlfriend?"

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