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

"It seems Chairman Jiang knows everything." Pei Zhan's lips curled into a smile, and when he looked at Jiang Weiguo, his eyes were full of aggression. Jiang Weiguo took in all of this, but he felt that the reason Pei Zhan showed such a look was because he had exposed Pei Zhan's wolfish ambitions.

Such a person coveting everything in the Jiang family is at least somewhat aboveboard. What Jiang Weiguo fears is that Pei Zhan's ambition might reach the extreme of ruthlessness, like Qingcheng's brother, leaving Huahua no way out, or even wanting to take everything for himself and wipe her out completely, leaving her no chance to survive. The reason Jiang Weiguo is so at ease is because all the signed agreements, as long as they don't have Huahua's permission or her approval, Pei Zhan won't get any benefits from the Jiang family, even after a divorce... After Jiang Weiguo's death, all his assets will go to Jiang Hua's name, including the shares in the Jiang Group. In this way, Jiang Hua will become the largest shareholder of the Jiang Group and the person in charge of the Jiang Group.

Jiang Weiguo had made this clear to Pei Zhan beforehand. Since he was willing to sign, it meant that he still cared about Huahua to some extent, even if he didn't. The annual dividends from the shares held by Huahua were enough to support her financially.

The moment Jiang Weiguo saw Huahua enter the hospital, he had already made everything for her, even the heart transplant she needed.

Once the time is right and Huahua completes her new heart transplant, with the help of current medical technology, this time... she can live like a normal person, get married and have children, go abroad or travel, and he will no longer be afraid or worried that... something might happen to her outside.

“Huahua didn’t tell me, but it’s not like I couldn’t guess. You brought her to the Jiang family time and time again, right under my nose, just to pave the way for her. I could also see during the meal that the little girl next to you, whether it was her behavior or her attention, was subconsciously focused on you. This kind of dependence is something only the closest people would have.”

“Huahua is smarter than me. I know that she was able to be ruthless enough to let go of Ji Liangchuan and marry you. Now, Huahua has nothing to hold onto.”

"Ever since you were unfaithful to Huahua, she has completely given up on you. If I'm not mistaken, you two are still sleeping in separate rooms, aren't you..."

"No matter how much you try to make up for it or how good you are to her, she will never trust or rely on you again. When she needs help with anything, you will not be among her choices. If you don't believe me... you can try it yourself."

"See if she'll make you her choice... If you don't have Huahua in your heart, just listen to these words and continue doing your thing. Song Qingran... That girl is indeed a talented designer. Take good care of her and don't let the Jiang family lose such a good talent."

Huahua's personality seems to have come from Jiang Weiguo; she only cares about interests, and feelings are nothing but fleeting and dispensable to them.

It's no wonder... Huahua has no pity for any ordinary person.

They're all better actors than each other.

For the first time in history, Pei Zhan was at a disadvantage in this game of chess.

...

Jiang Hua almost washed her hands raw. Walking down the school corridor, she could hear news everywhere about Jing Yue using his body to gain resources. Jing Yue was a top-tier actor in the entertainment industry, and even the slightest breeze could attract the attention of billions of fans. Now, this kind of news suddenly broke out. Jiang Hua couldn't think of anyone else but Pei Zhan. He clearly knew that the only person from the entertainment industry invited to Jiang Hua's birthday party was Jing Yue. Now, he deliberately released these bombshells this year. Who exactly was he trying to disgust?

How come this seemingly respectable man is actually... hanging out with other men in private?

"Song Qingran's dorm is really something else. They actually managed to get investment from the Jiang Group and even set up an interest class studio on campus. Professor Guo even took the lead in establishing it. This year's freshmen are terrifying."

"Who says otherwise? I heard that today's support fund for college student entrepreneurship only has two spots available, and the investment is over 800,000 yuan. That's... too incredible."

"Wow, 800,000... The Jiang family is really generous. To make things easier for their studio, several professors even negotiated to change the classroom."

These words, coincidentally, reached Jiang Hua's ears. No wonder... the ordinary classroom next to Jiang Hua's was now empty.

"Huahua... Huahua... Huahua..." With a familiar and cheerful voice, Shen Bao'er ran quickly towards Jiang Hua and immediately clung to her, hugging Jiang Hua's arm and resting her head on Jiang Hua's shoulder. "Huahua, you smell so good."

"I saw the Qianhua Century bag you gave me, sob sob...it's so pretty."

"Thank you."

Jiang Hua used to call Jiang Hua a "little bitch" all the time, but now that she's changed so much and is calling her "Hua Hua" in a sweet voice, Jiang Hua is still a little unaccustomed to it.

"nice! You love it."

“My brother said, ‘He who eats another’s food is bound to do his bidding,’ so I’ll treat you to dinner. He’s not busy today, so I’ll invite him along. You have no idea how much my brother has been abusing me since Mom left. He said I have to be home by 8:30 or else… he’ll kick me out. Lately… I haven’t even been able to go to the club.”

"Huahua, take me out to play..."

For the first time, Jiang Hua felt guilty. She... seemed to have really led Bao'er astray.

...

After waking up, Song Qingran stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time.

There was no movement for a long time.

It wasn't until the nurse opened the door and brought in a treatment tray, placing it on the bedside table, that she spoke her first words, "Nurse, how is my mother?"

Although Song Qingran doesn't feel any particular pain right now, she is still somewhat worried because she realizes that when some bodily functions malfunction, pain doesn't necessarily show up.

"Don't worry, your mother's fever has subsided now. Your boyfriend has arranged for a caregiver for her, so she'll be fine and can be discharged in a couple of days."

"Okay, thank you."

After hearing this, Song Qingran felt a huge weight lifted from her heart. She sighed and stared out the window.

The weather was exceptionally good today. The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was so blue it looked like it had been washed with clear water. Occasionally, a few pretty little birds would land on the windowsill and flutter their wings.

Listening to the melodious birdsong, Song Qingran felt a little better.

The moment the nurse pushed open the door, two people suddenly rushed in, almost knocking over the treatment tray in her hands.

Upon hearing the noise, Song Qingran frowned and deliberately turned her head away.

The two girls exchanged a glance, and whether out of fear or something else, their steps slowed considerably as they cautiously approached Song Qingran's bedside.