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

Jiang Hua, a pampered heiress from a wealthy family in the capital, is showered with love and affection.

A bright and beautiful flower, elegant yet not coquettish, a symbol of wealth and nobility.

Every time the night grew deep and intimate, he would say that he liked the mole on the back of her neck. It turned out that his "liking" was simply because he, like Jiang Hua, had a mole in the same spot.

Over the years, he had only ever considered himself a substitute for her.

Even so, she never minded, because he was the one who saved her from hell. Without him, she would have become a broken person long ago.

Having been by his side for so many years, she had hoped to receive his love, but she knew she was unworthy.

Right now, her only wish is to keep this child…

She can do without anything.

Jiang Hua was feeling sleepy in the lounge. She glanced at her phone and saw that Shen Yebai hadn't replied yet. Even when she called him, no one answered.

She got up to go look for him, but when she opened the door, the room next door was empty. Jiang Hua looked away and returned to the venue, only to find a piece of white paper next to the trash can in the corridor she was walking down.

Jiang Hua didn't know what it was. She was about to pick it up and throw it into the trash can when she turned it over and saw that it was a pregnancy test report. The black and white light and shadow showed a vaguely shaped baby, but it was not yet fully formed.

When she looked at the signature section below, she saw that Xu Xiangjun's name was written neatly and correctly.

Jiang Hua isn't stupid; there shouldn't be anyone with the same name at the banquet that's currently being held.

Xu Xiangjun is pregnant, and it's... Shen Yebai's child.

If this news gets out, the entire capital city will probably be turned upside down.

Jiang Hua thought that Xu Xiangjun wasn't stupid. If she were really smart, she wouldn't have used tricks to get to Shen Yebai at this time, to find him and tell him that she had ruined his child.

"Sure enough! When bad luck strikes, it doesn't matter the occasion; you can encounter anything." Jiang Hua really didn't want to know anything about this.

Jiang Hua found a restroom, took out a lighter from her bag, and destroyed the pregnancy test report to cover her tracks.

She clearly didn't want to get involved in this kind of family trouble.

It wasn't that Jiang Hua disliked Shen Yebai, it's just that... no matter how good the relationship was between the two families, it was Shen's own business and had nothing to do with her.

Moreover, the Shen family is incredibly complicated, and Jiang Hua has no desire to get involved.

Jiang Hua turned around to leave when suddenly the bathroom light went out.

"Ah!" Jiang Hua exclaimed in surprise and turned to run away, but then she seemed to bump into someone at the door, which startled her again.

A sharp, intense pain shot through my heart.

"No, who are you! Do you walk without making a sound? Are you crazy?" Jiang Hua reached out and touched the man's hard chest. The touch felt somewhat familiar, but the men's cologne scent on him felt unfamiliar to her.

“Miss, you bumped into me first.” A deep voice spoke in perfect French.

French?

Is it really not him?

Come to think of it, not just anyone can get into Madam Bai's banquets, let alone someone who can speak French.

Jiang Hua understood what he was saying, but pretended not to.

She already guessed who she had bumped into.

"Miss, how much longer do you plan to touch me?"

The moment she finished speaking, Jiang Hua punched the man in the stomach, and a muffled pain was heard from above.

Jiang Hua felt unsatisfied. She touched the wall with her other hand, preparing to escape. As she walked past the man, she kicked him in the shin again.

Fearing the darkness, yet fleeing in haste.

When the lights came on, Jiang Hua had already disappeared down the corridor, leaving without looking back.

Once outside the villa where the host had hosted the event, Jiang Hua calmly pretended that nothing had happened. Instead, in a secluded corner, she took out a lipstick from her bag to touch up her lipstick and tidied her hair. As she ran her fingers through her hair, she saw her reflection in the mirror, radiant and stunning. A smile played on her lips as she left in high spirits.

Wearing high heels, he still couldn't muster the strength he had just used. If he had been wearing flat shoes, Jiang Hua could have kicked him down and then lifted him up twice.

Such opportunities don't come every time.

Upon seeing the man at the entrance of the manor villa, Jiang Hua put away her mirror and ran over with small, quick steps. She almost couldn't stop in time and grabbed Shen Yebai's arm. Shen Yebai instinctively supported her, saying, "Don't run so fast, be careful."

Get into the back passenger seat,

Shen Yebai: "What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"

Jiang Hua pursed her lips, her smile fading slightly. "It's nothing. Aunt Xu prepared a late-night snack for me, and I didn't have time to go back to eat it."

"Hmm... then I'll tell Xie Huaikai to hurry up so you can get home sooner."

"Okay."

On the viewing corridor outside the banquet hall on the second floor of the villa, a man in a black suit, with a straight back and one hand in his pocket, watched the cars drive away.

A bodyguard in black carried a small gift box. "Young master, this is what that young lady left behind." The speaker was a foreign bodyguard with blond hair and blue eyes, standing respectfully behind the man.

"Send it to the Jiang family in Yulong Bay tomorrow." Pei Zhan said in fluent French, then turned and left.

When Jiang Hua returned to Yulong Bay, she couldn't wait to get out of the car.

The lights were on in the lobby.

Jiang Hua ran inside, "Aunt Xu, where's Dad?"

Xu Qiulan: "Miss, you can't run. Be careful."

"The master is in his study upstairs."

"I understand." Jiang Hua grabbed the railing and ran up to the second floor in one breath, pushing open the study door that wasn't fully closed.

Startled by the commotion, Jiang Weiguo heard the light, quick footsteps of high heels and immediately knew who it was. "What's wrong now? Why are you in such a hurry? Something good?"

Jiang Hua tossed her bag onto the sofa, dragged a chair across from Jiang Weiguo's desk, knelt on the cushioned chair, gripped the back of the chair with both hands, and rested her chin on her slender fingers. "I've avenged you."

"Revenge? What do you mean by that?" Jiang Weiguo, wearing his reading glasses, found it interesting. Without moving his head, he lifted his eyelids to look at Jiang Hua, who was all smiles.

"I beat up that heir of the Huo family!"

Jiang Weiguo chuckled, then snapped back to reality, abruptly standing up, swaying precariously, his face grave and serious. "What?! Who did you say?"

"It's... that reclusive heir of the Huo family."

"Dad, why are you looking at me like that? It's kind of scary."

Jiang Weiguo's emotions surged instantly; he clutched his chest, his heart pounding, and pointed at Jiang Hua...

"you you!"