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

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hua's face finally showed some expression. She laughed out loud, but the laughter didn't reach her eyes; only a desolate coldness remained.

"Go public? Pei Zhan, the reason you chose to keep our marriage a secret was also what I wanted. I only married you because of your habits and the fact that you look somewhat like Ji Liangchuan. That's why I thought of marrying you. Now I'm acting with you just to keep Dad's emotions in check."

"Instead of talking to me about going public, you should think about how to give Song Qingran a proper status, and how to make more money to pave the way for your future with Song Qingran."

Pei Zhan: "I will handle the matter of the flourishing flowers."

Jiang Hua picked up the water glass next to her and took a sip. "From when you left until now that you've come back, Pei Zhan... was all of this something you planned?"

"The purpose was to make Jiang's a target of public criticism, to let everyone in the company know, and to let Dad know, that Jiang's can't function without you! So that everyone would beg you to come back. Now you've achieved your goal, and you've negotiated the benefits you wanted with Dad."

“Pei Zhan, how much did your father give you to make you willing to let go of Song Qingran, to give her a proper status, and to continue this marriage that has no feelings but only interests?”

Jiang Hua felt a dull ache in her heart, as if she had been punched hard. The throbbing pain made it hard for her to breathe, and it was very oppressive for her.

Pei Zhan looked intently at Jiang Hua, his emotions unreadable to anyone else. He said, "A bargaining chip that no one else can afford to give."

"If you don't like the house in the garden, I can buy another one. I'll go with you to pick out furniture when you have time."

Hua Yuan? It seems he really doesn't know that Hua Yuan and their first marital home had already been sold by her.

"All my assets will belong to you."

The waiters brought out the dishes one after another, but unexpectedly, Jiang Hua suddenly stood up and swept all the food off the table, smashing the expensive jade porcelain plate into pieces.

The waiters present were all taken aback, and even the woman playing the violin in a red dress and skirt stopped what she was doing.

Pei Zhan waved his hand, and the bewildered people on the side all quietly retreated.

"Shut up!" Jiang Hua slammed her hands on the table, her body trembling uncontrollably from hatred and anger. "Why should I pretend nothing ever happened just because you say we can start over?"

"Don't forget how you threatened me for Song Qingran's sake back then?"

"Do you need me to help you remember?"

"You said that if I dare to touch her, you will make sure the Jiang family disappears from the capital city within three months!"

"She is your bottom line."

"I will never be as good as her!"

"Did I say a single wrong word in any of these incidents?"

"Want to start over? There's no way we can do that in this lifetime!"

"If we don't get a divorce, Song Qingran will only be able to hide in the sunlight for the rest of her life, like a rat that can never see the light of day."

"And the garden? Do you really think I care? The day you transferred it to my name, I had already sold it."

"Your things are never presentable! Including this trash on the ground."

Jiang Hua picked up her bag and went downstairs. When she saw the car parked downstairs, Xie Huai opened the passenger door, and Jiang Hua got in. The man inside was still waiting for her.

Seeing her uneasy expression, Shen Yebai asked, "Are you alright?"

"Sorry I didn't message you before I came; I was just a little worried."

Jiang Hua suddenly hugged Shen Yebai, burying her face in his chest. Shen Yebai was stunned for a moment, his body stiffening slightly. He felt uncomfortable for only a moment, but soon he reached out and hugged her, stroking her long hair. Shen Yebai looked up at the second floor, where two men on the balcony were exuding a magnetic field that sparked with lightning, each silently starting their own battle.

Shen Yebai calmly withdrew his gaze and pressed a switch to automatically close the car window.

"drive."

...

Song Qingran was somewhat disoriented and returned to the classroom in a daze. It wasn't until a hand patted her shoulder from behind that Song Qingran snapped out of her reverie.

"Qingran, what's wrong? I've been calling you the whole way, why didn't you respond?"

Song Qingran gave a faint smile. "I'm fine. Is there something you need?"

Xue Ruyao: "Yes, something important has happened. Come with me."

Xue Ruyao mysteriously pulled Song Qingran to a corner of the corridor, where all four of the dormitory members had arrived.

Xue Ruyao said, "I just asked Professor Guo, and he said that Jiang Hua has all the teaching videos on the jewelry restoration process. I said no wonder why the school doesn't offer this major, and why Qingran, your elective class doesn't have any videos of jewelry restoration cases. It turns out... Jiang Hua took them all, and... Professor Guo himself said that Jiang Hua is unwilling to publicly share those video resources, which is why so many people can't get credits in the elective class."

"The condition for obtaining credits in the elective course was simply to completely restore a set of jewelry."

"Qingran...don't you want to give it a try?"

The elective course in jewelry restoration does have a set of jewelry displayed in a showcase for all students to familiarize themselves with, but the broken, unrestored pieces are all fakes; the real pieces are nowhere to be seen.

Moreover, the requirements for restoration are extremely high. It is necessary to understand all the materials, including their origin, and to control the cutting process in order to achieve 100% restoration.

Song Qingran, "Why?"

"Could there be some misunderstanding, Ah Yao?"

"Are those resource videos kept secret? Otherwise, why wouldn't the school use them as teaching cases?"

Xue Ruyao: "There's no misunderstanding at all. Xiaoyu was right there at the time. Ask Xiaoyu; she never lies. You can ask her if you don't believe me."

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, "Yes, Qingran, I heard it all. It was Professor Guo who said it himself."

"They said that only Jiang Hua had the privilege of watching those videos, and... we even sneaked into the classroom to watch a video. The teacher in the video explained things in great detail. I just checked on the forum, and the person who recorded this case video is the first professor to establish a jewelry restoration major at the university. And... this person has a very impressive background. She is the wife of Chairman Jiang of the Jiang Group Jewelry, Jiang Qingcheng."

"The jewelry that she repairs is all unique in the world, and the jewelry she touches is worth eight or nine figures."

"Qingran... if we can all watch these videos, we can sign up for the elective class together."

Xue Ruyao: "Yes! Think about Jiang Hua. She repaired a set herself, and the deposit was already 100,000. If we learn how, we can go and make contact with those wealthy ladies in high society and set up our own studio."

Xu Qing (Xiaoyu): "Yes, that's what I think too. The jewelry design industry is too difficult now. If you can't get into those listed companies, there's no way to survive. If we learn jewelry restoration, at least we can make a living by our own efforts."

Lü Huaiwei: "This Jiang Hua is too selfish. She monopolizes so many resources by herself. It's really unbearable! Why doesn't God take her away?"

Xue Ruyao: "Qingran, you know how many people fail the elective course of jewelry restoration, don't get the credits, and delay their graduation."

Song Qingran seemed to be persuaded: "How about this, we'll talk to her again when we have a chance..."