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

Jiang Hua turned to look at Pei Zhan and said to him hesitantly, word by word, "I want the Jinsha Shallow Bay set."

Pei Zhan: "Okay."

Even without feelings, there are still benefits. Jiang Hua raised her eyebrows, and the disgust in her eyes lessened somewhat towards him.

"The procedures will take some time to process, Huahua..."

Jiang Hua interrupted him, "If you don't want to give it, then forget it. I don't want to hear these lame excuses."

She smiled and looked at Pei Zhan, "Did you use the same excuse when you bought Song Qingran the seaside villa?"

"give me sometime."

"Alright, whatever your reasons are, I don't want to know, and I have no interest in knowing. Fine... go away, and stop bothering me."

Pei Zhan eventually gave in to her wishes.

Jiang Hua's expression softened a bit towards him, and the rejection and disgust in her eyes only temporarily disappeared. She sat down in front of the chair, glanced at the chestnut cake next to her, and ordered Pei Zhan, "This plate is cold, go and buy another one."

Hearing the steady footsteps leaving behind her, she turned her head slightly to look. Pei Zhan's figure had changed from what she had just seen. His chest seemed to be squeezed tightly, and his eyes revealed pain.

Jiang Hua still maintained control. Back in Wuchuan, she had humbled herself and begged him to return to the capital with her, but he refused. She hadn't forgotten what Pei Zhan had told her...

She knew in her heart that Pei Zhan simply felt sorry for her because she was about to die, and wanted to treat her well. After all, it's hard to be cruel to someone who is about to die. Jiang Hua knew that once she was completely dead, he wouldn't care at all after a month or two.

No one dwells on a dead person forever. As time passes, if you can't forget them after a month, then a year; if you can't forget them after a year, then ten years…

Ten years from now, who will remember her?

Jiang Hua in her previous life only lived for thirty-four years, while Pei Zhan was only forty-one at that time. At that age, Pei Zhan was at the peak of his career. In the year she died, Pei Zhan's assets had exceeded one hundred billion, and the entire capital was in his hands. Song Qingran... was also raised by him to be a beautiful and wealthy flower. He gave her the best of everything.

The entire capital was filled with envy. Song Qingran was fortunate enough to become 'Mrs. Pei,' while Jiang Hua, the former Mrs. Pei, could only await death in a hospital bed, enduring the torment of illness. At that time, Pei Zhan never considered whether she, penniless, could afford medicine, or even… afford a doctor…

Perhaps, for even a moment, Pei Zhan thought about what kind of situation she would face after leaving the Jiang family; maybe he had long forgotten…

He has a son and a daughter, a beloved woman by his side, and a happy marriage. How could he possibly remember such an insignificant person?

Jiang Hua didn't even need to guess; she knew exactly how Pei Zhan would react after she died in her previous life... because he simply didn't care.

Pei Zhan's change in attitude is probably because his father made some kind of deal with him again.

A person who doesn't love you at all won't love you even if they die.

"Young Miss, what Young Master Pei said..."

"I…"

Jiang Hua calmly said, "Aunt Xu, don't tell Dad about this. This is between Pei Zhan and me. I will resolve it with him. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Xu Qiulan looked at Jiang Hua with heartache, her eyes welling up with tears. She lowered her head and wiped them away. "Men are all like that, always wanting more than they have. Uncle Shen is just like that. Aunt Shen is so kind..."

He also has another family outside. Nine out of ten rich men cheat on their wives. When Jiang Hua was young, the uncles and elders who were close to the Jiang family would always have different new faces with them when they came to pay New Year's visits. At first, Jiang Hua didn't understand why she would meet different new aunts every year. Later, she realized that men are all fickle.

"If only Young Master Liangchuan hadn't left back then, otherwise... Miss wouldn't have suffered such injustice."

Jiang Hua: "Who told him to have the ability to support the Jiang family?"

From her father's perspective, the Jiang family was the only legacy her mother had left behind. If it were her... Jiang Hua would probably have the same thought as her father: to preserve what her beloved cared about most. If she couldn't even protect these things, she would have regrets even in death.

When Pei Zhan returned, he brought with him the transfer of property rights and a limited edition bag, of which only five were available worldwide. It was a new product that had just been released last week and was from her favorite brand.

When Pei Zhan presented these items to her, Jiang Hua was already sitting on the bed, quietly reading a book. She didn't say a word and simply signed the papers.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the nurse hesitated to come in, and only knocked on the door from the outside, "Ms. Jiang, it's time to change the dressing."

Pei Zhan took the things from the nurse, sat down by Jiang Hua's bedside, untied the gauze from her forehead, and then applied medicine to her with his hand. The man's movements were very gentle, but also very slow, which somewhat delayed Jiang Hua from reading the words in the book.

"Is it done yet?" she asked impatiently, frowning.

Pei Zhan: "I'm afraid of hurting you."

Jiang Hua: "Hurry up."

She only agreed to let him stay in the ward and be in her sight because of the house and the bag.

Jiang Hua went to bed at 9:30 p.m. When she was about to turn off the lights, she warned him, "If you dare to scare me again, get out of here."

Pei Zhan hadn't had a proper rest lately, and the bloodshot eyes hadn't gone down. "Yeah, I'm not trying to scare you."

After Jiang Hua fell asleep, Pei Zhan gazed at her quietly. After a while, he sat down in a chair, crossed his arms in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

As dawn approached, Pei Zhan had some personal matters to attend to and left for a while.

When they returned to the hospital, Jiang Hua was gone from the ward; only her hospital gown, which had been changed out of her clothes, remained on the bed.

According to the ward information, Jiang Hua did not complete the discharge procedures.

During this time, Pei Zhan dialed Jiang Hua's mobile phone number, only to realize that Jiang Hua's previous mobile phone number had been cancelled and was not in service.

"Get me the surveillance footage. I need to see the results in fifteen minutes!" Pei Zhan suddenly lost his temper, radiating a chilling aura. The powerful intimidation emanating from him was enough to startle even a nurse. "Sir... please wait a moment, I'll contact the security office right away."

The surveillance footage showed that Pei Zhan left the ward at 5:30 a.m., but Jiang Hua also left the ward shortly after, taking a taxi in front of the hospital gate.

Then Jiang Hua's figure disappears, and the scene stops.

He stepped on the gas, drove out of the underground parking lot, and the car's Bluetooth radio crackled to life with clear, albeit slightly broken, Chinese: "We've located Miss Jiang, young master. Don't worry, our people are already there and won't let anything happen to her..."