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

"This is absolutely insane!"

Three hundred billion?

"Miss Jiang, you'd better think carefully before you get a divorce. Of the 10 billion yuan in assets, I'll take 8 billion. Even if there's extra money left over, I won't take it."

Jiang Hua chuckled, somewhat annoyed. "President Pei, you really do have principles."

"But... so what!"

"Even without you, I still have Shen Yebai..."

Pei Zhan's expression changed slightly, a turbulent undercurrent surging in his eyes. "You still want to marry him?"

Jiang Hua looked at him with cold eyes, "Marrying him isn't so bad."

“Pei Zhan, I’m not afraid of your threats. As long as I stay away from you, I can accommodate anyone.”

The Jiang Hua that Pei Zhan knew was proud and would never compromise for anyone.

The fact that she could say those words to his face now made Pei Zhan feel like a stranger. Ever since the divorce, he had sensed that Jiang Hua had changed.

Pei Zhan's tone turned serious, "Xu Xiangjun is pregnant with Shen Yebai's child, and even so, you still insist on going to the Shen family?"

"So what? Anyway... I can't have children anymore..."

The child... was something Jiang Hua had always avoided and didn't want to talk about.

"It's alright... none of our three children were able to come into this world safely, otherwise... it would have been really difficult to get a divorce."

When the first child came, Jiang Hua was caught off guard, or perhaps neither of them was prepared. Pei Zhan said no first, and Jiang Hua was playful at the time, plus she was still in college, so she simply... took the medicine to abort the child.

The second child was lost when they got married and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register their marriage. After they got the certificate, Pei Zhan went back to the company, and Jiang Hua went shopping at the mall. She was bumped by a woman and fell down the escalator. That's how the baby was lost. This child... Jiang Hua plans to give birth to it.

The third reason... was that the car accident, which completely deprived her of the right to be a mother.

Whether it was Jiang Hua's imagination or not, she saw pain and reluctance in the eyes of the man in front of her. However... seeing Pei Zhan like this, Jiang Hua felt a sense of pleasure, the pleasure of getting revenge.

Does he feel pain?

The man's hand, which was bracing against the door, slowly clenched into a fist.

"Pei Zhan, do I owe you something that makes you want to come to my side to take revenge on me?"

This sentence revealed a deeper emotion in his eyes that Jiang Hua had never seen before.

However, at that moment, outside the toilet door...

A sound was heard.

"Mr. Pei?"

"Mr. Pei, are you in the restroom?"

"Mr. Pei!"

Jiang Hua looked into his eyes and said, "Whether you come back or not, I don't need you anymore."

Jiang Hua is still speaking to her in a consultative tone now, whereas she wasn't always so easy to talk to before.

Song Qingran, who was outside, probably couldn't find anyone here, so she fell silent.

"Actually, you should be glad that I didn't break off relations with you. If we had, your little affair with Song Qingran would have been embarrassing if it got out."

Jiang Hua pushed him away, and just as she was about to turn around, the door, which had just been opened, was suddenly slammed shut with a bang.

Before Jiang Hua could react, Pei Zhan leaned down and kissed her.

Jiang Hua struggled for a while, pinching and hitting him, leaving red marks on his face and neck with her freshly done fingernails.

The more she struggled, the more Pei Zhan seized and plundered her, taking every breath she took.

Nearly ten minutes later, seeing her unusual expression, Pei Zhan finally released her. "Since you want a divorce, make up for all the marital obligations you owed before."

Jiang Hua thought he had gone mad. With red eyes and trembling hands, she slapped him hard across the face.

"If you dare touch me again, I'll kill you."

"Hopefully, Miss Jiang will be able to bring herself to do it."

"Don't worry, I'll have Song Qingran drag you down with her to your grave."

Jiang Hua pushed her away, turned around and left the men's restroom, where she bumped into a man who was about to relieve himself.

His lewd and greedy gaze lingered on Jiang Hua, taking her in a wanton manner.

A strange man walked into the restroom and, seeing the woman inside, curiously approached her and asked, "Brother, you're something else! Which club did you find this woman at? How much does she cost for a night? Any madam recommendations?"

Pei Zhan gave him a cold look, raised his hand and threw a punch. Less than half a minute later, the man collapsed to the ground, his face covered in blood.

The man lying on the ground couldn't utter a single groan.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but I don't want this outfit anymore."

The salesperson said, "It's okay, as long as there are no stains, you can return it after wearing it."

"Swipe the card." Pei Zhan suddenly appeared.

After Pei Zhan signed the papers and swiped his card, he carried the shopping bags. Song Qingran could sense that the man was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to speak and could only timidly follow behind him. When it was time to get into the car, Song Qingran opened the passenger door herself.

Sitting in the car, she cautiously looked at Pei Zhan and noticed a red lipstick mark on his collar. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a stunning figure walking quickly past the mall entrance before getting into another car.

When the black sedan changed direction, Song Qingran could see the person sitting in the back seat.

It's Jiang Hua!

I ran into her here too. Was it just a coincidence?

Or is it that she and Mr. Pei really have some kind of relationship?

Is she overthinking it?

Forget it, it's none of her business who Mr. Pei is related to, and he's free to do whatever he wants.

However, at that moment, Song Qingran felt a stinging and itchy sensation on her neck, and she kept scratching it.

When the red light came on, Pei Zhan stopped the car. Noticing the movement in her hand, the man frowned. "What's wrong with you?"

Song Qingran: "I don't know, Pei Zhan, I suddenly feel so itchy all over."

"My...my arm..."

Pei Zhan's voice turned serious, "Don't move yet, I'll take you to the hospital."

When Song Qingran arrived at the hospital, she was diagnosed with an allergic reaction.

"Doctor, this is usually because the clothes you're wearing aren't very clean, or it's a food allergy,"

Pei Zhan asked her, "Did you eat anything today?"

Song Qingran clutched her neck, on the verge of tears, and said, "I didn't. After getting off the plane, Mr. Pei and I went to Chairman Jiang's house. I didn't eat anything on the way."

Doctor, "It's nothing, you'll get an allergy test done in a bit, and we'll know the results next time."

The red spots on Song Qingran's body increased, and she scratched them more and more.

The doctor couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Are you her boyfriend? If your girlfriend is in a lot of pain, take her to the next room and help her apply the medicine. This can't go on like this."

Song Qingran: "No...no need, I can bear it."

When Zuo Xiangnan arrived at the hospital, he was accompanied by several bodyguards, who escorted Song Qingran back to Fan Hua Si Jin.

Pei Zhan handed the shopping bag to Zuo Xiangnan, saying, "Take this and clean it up."

"Don't let her know."

Zuo Xiangnan asked in confusion, "Isn't President Pei going to investigate? What if there's something unclean on these clothes on purpose, as if he wants to kill Miss Song?"