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

Jiang Weiguo had seen the newspaper about Pei Zhan's share transfer early in the morning. He was unaware that Pei Zhan was secretly acquiring shares from Jiang's shareholders. Back then, the targeting by Huo's Group and Pei Zhan's departure had repeatedly put Jiang's Group in a precarious situation. Several of Jiang's largest shareholders who had raised funds all sold their shares and withdrew from Jiang's Group.

Jiang Weiguo had to admit that most of the largest foreign financial groups with assets in the hundreds of billions invested in the Jiang family because of Pei Zhan. Since the Jiang family established itself in the capital, no one had ever been able to achieve such good results in securing financing cooperation with so many companies.

During that period, investors withdrew their investments and sold off their shares at low prices. Unexpectedly, they all ended up in Pei Zhan's hands. Jiang Weiguo looked at the share transfer document and found that he held 35% of the shares. Combined with the 10% of shares that Jiang Weiguo had previously given up, the two shares were enough for Pei Zhan to remove him from his position as executive chairman. He could use this to take over. According to the current development of Jiang's Group over the next ten years, and the recent signing of a financing agreement with Huo's Group, Pei Zhan could establish more than a dozen companies like Jiang's Group in the next ten years.

With his abilities, it's only a matter of time before he can rival the Huo family.

It is precisely because of Pei Zhan's ambition, his greed, and his enormous appetite that Jiang Weiguo has not misjudged him.

After his death, Huahua will not be able to hold onto the Jiang family's power, and it will inevitably change hands sooner or later. In that case, it would be better to find a capable heir to help the Jiang family safeguard everything. Firstly, this would allow Huahua to live a worry-free life in the future, and secondly, it would give him an explanation to his wife after his death.

The happiness of marriage is insignificant compared to Huahua's life. If... the Jiang family loses, and Huahua loses the financial support, the best medical facilities, and the best doctors, how many more years can her body hold on?

Even if it meant exchanging the entire Jiang Hua for three more years of her life, Jiang Weiguo wouldn't hesitate.

Pei Zhan's retreat, revealing his last trump card, is enough to show Jiang Weiguo his choice.

Some people's emotions are both fragile and strong.

Clearly, Jiang Weiguo made the right gamble back then. His feelings for his so-called fiancée were not worth mentioning at all; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken such a step today.

He gambled away the entire Jiang family's fortune, and in the end... he still became the biggest beneficiary.

Xu Qiulan stepped forward to refill Jiang Weiguo's tea. At this moment, Jiang Weiguo suddenly said, "By the way, how's that young girl in the hospital doing lately?"

Xu Qiulan paused, her heart filled with worry and speculation. She wondered if her husband knew about the affair between Young Master Pei and Miss Song. She had made a promise to the young lady's nanny.

Xu Qiulan said, "She should be alright now. Last time I went to the hospital to get medicine for the young lady, I saw that she was already able to walk with crutches."

"It's good that she's alright. Tomorrow..." Jiang Weiguo said, taking out a bank card from his pocket and placing it on the table, his gaze fixed on the chessboard he was playing against. "The money in here is Jiang's family's private compensation to her. If she asks about anything else, don't say anything."

“This…isn’t it inappropriate for you to do this, sir? If Miss finds out, she’ll be unhappy,” Xu Qiulan reminded him.

Jiang Weiguo, however, didn't take it seriously at all and placed a white piece, saying, "The money in here isn't even enough for Huahua to buy a pair of shoes. It's not much, and Huahua won't care."

Therefore, Xu Qiulan had no choice but to do as Jiang Weiguo said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jiang Weiguo asked, "Have you managed to contact Huahua?"

Xu Qiulan stammered, "Not yet. When I called last time, Young Master Ye Bai answered. He said that Miss has been in a bad mood lately. I'm afraid only Miss knows what happened."

In fact, Jiang Weiguo had already guessed it. Huahua's quarrel with Pei Zhan was simply because of the shares. Now... all of these shares have been completely returned...

Even seeing these news reports couldn't quell the anger and resentment in Jiang Hua's heart. She just couldn't understand why Pei Zhan was so determined to destroy the Jiang family and take everything from them. Even if he didn't succeed this time, what about in their past life?

Was it simply because of his ambition?

Not long ago, Jiang Hua couldn't figure something out, but recently she's come to understand it a little better, though there are still some things she hasn't quite figured out yet.

There are countless companies in the capital that are better than the Jiang family's, so why did he choose a jewelry company with no development potential? His step-by-step plan to obtain everything from the Jiang family seems to be driven by a desire for revenge.

He said some unclear things before.

He said, "Jiang Hua, you're the one who deserves to die."

"If you steal something from someone else, you are destined to return it."

"You...should have died long ago."

She hadn't thought much about these words at first, but now she felt that they seemed to be telling her something.

Aside from hatred, Jiang Hua couldn't understand what kind of person wished for her death.

Jiang Hua was sitting on the balcony sunbathing with a book on her lap. However, someone sat down opposite her, and Shen Yebai placed something in front of her. "This is the second document he sent. He had someone come and tell you that Uncle Jiang has already signed it, and now it's just waiting for your signature."

Jiang Hua came to her senses and picked up the document. Sure enough, it had her father's signature on it. Needless to say, it was something her father knew perfectly well. Just because he had handed over all his shares, her father was going to force him to reconcile with Pei Zhan again. Pei Zhan was always like this; after an argument, he would always involve her father in everything.

Little did he know, Pei Zhan's actions were also a targeted solution. He had always known that Jiang Weiguo was Jiang Hua's weakness, and with Jiang Weiguo mediating between them, Jiang Hua was always the one on the defensive.

But this time, Jiang Hua had no intention of going back at all, and she didn't want to do everything according to her father's wishes.

That evening, Pei Zhan still hadn't received the signed document that had been sent from the Shen family. She tore it up again, along with Jiang Weiguo's copy.

At Yulong Bay, Aunt Xu had prepared a large feast for the evening. After hanging up the phone, she walked hesitantly to Jiang Weiguo's side, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction as she looked at Pei Zhan. "Sir, Young Master Ye Bai said that Miss is taking a bath. They have other plans for tonight and won't be coming over for the time being."

The man's hand under the chessboard was clenched into a fist, and a hint of coldness flashed in his deep, dark eyes.

Compared to his strong reaction, Jiang Weiguo was completely focused on the chessboard in front of him and said in a very calm tone, "Huahua's personality is just like her mother's. She only cares about what she thinks. When she gets angry, no one's words can change her mind."

"Huahua is safe at Ye Bai's house, so you don't need to worry..."

Before the game of chess was over, Pei Zhan stood up and said, “I will resolve my matter with Huahua myself. I will trouble Chairman Jiang to take care of things during this time.”

"I won't bother you any longer, farewell."

After saying that, Pei Zhan turned and left. He got into his car and floored the gas pedal. It was already completely dark outside, and the warm breeze was inexplicably mixed with a chill.

Everyone has to pay the price for their actions, and no one is an exception.

Jiang Hua took a red wine bath, but as she bathed, she started drinking the red wine that was placed next to the bathtub. When the bath water was almost cold, Jiang Hua got out of the bathtub. The splashing water made a lot of noise, and the water stains on her hair flowed down the curves of her perfect body and covered the floor. She grabbed a bath towel from the side and put it on, almost unsteady on her feet.

Since the car accident, Jiang Hua has barely touched alcohol. Now her alcohol tolerance is getting worse and worse; after a few sips, the taste seems to have changed, becoming bitter…

Upon seeing the bathroom door open, Jiang Hua stumbled. Shen Yebai instinctively reached out to catch her, but smelling the alcohol on her, he frowned angrily. "Nonsense!" Jiang Hua had tricked him into wanting a red wine bath. Shen Yebai knew she had a heart condition, and a relapse would have dire consequences.

Shen Yebai picked her up, and Jiang Hua leaned comfortably against his chest.

In front of the dressing table, Shen Yebai found a hairdryer to dry her hair. Looking at the makeup mirror, Jiang Hua's drunken and hazy appearance was the most sexy and charming. Strands of hair that clung to her face were still dripping wet, slowly sliding down her swan-like neck and into her cross-collar bathrobe, making people's imaginations run wild. Her fair skin had an alluring red glow, and the mist had not yet dissipated, and a faint fragrance also emanated from her body.

His tall figure looked at Jiang Hua, who was almost unconscious. She slumped weakly in the chair, her long hair covering her face. Shen Yebai was mesmerized. He felt the most primal desire aroused by the human body and slowly reached out his hand towards her.

Shen Yebai's eyes were filled with struggle and coldness. In that instant, amidst the repeated struggle, reason triumphed over desire. A thin blanket was draped over her, and from behind, Shen Yebai helped blow-dry her hair...

Hidden in the darkness outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, a wolf-like gaze stares intently at the brightly lit interior.

It took Shen Yebai more than an hour to dry her hair. As he put away the hairdryer and turned to leave, suddenly... a hand grabbed his sleeve. Shen Yebai slowly squatted down in front of her, looking into her eyes. "You have something to say to me, right?"

"Why don't you care about me..." A sorrowful and aggrieved voice came from her lips.

"Huahua, I didn't abandon you, I just went to put down the hairdryer." His voice was so gentle it was hard to hear clearly.

Jiang Hua opened her eyes, forcing herself to wake up. In that instant, she leaned down to meet his eyes, which were sometimes warm and sometimes suddenly cold and indifferent. In the end... reality overlapped with illusion. She looked into his eyes and said, "You knew perfectly well that my illness could not be cured, so why did you still resolutely throw down the divorce papers and leave?"

She was still talking to herself, wondering, "What is it about me that I can't compare to her?"

"Why did you take everything from me? Everything you had was taken from me by deception. It was what Dad left me."

"Do you know that because of you... I had a heart attack and almost died on the roadside..."

"Because of you, I can't afford medicine, I can't afford a good hospital room, I can only lie in bed every day and wait to die?"

"I really... never want to be with you again in this lifetime."

Shen Yebai didn't know what she was talking about, nor did he know what was making her so painful. He just squatted down and wiped away the tears falling from her eyes. "Huahua...you're drunk."

"I don't want to go back at all, and I don't want to see you."

Suddenly, Jiang Hua slid off the chair and collapsed instantly, tears streaming down her face. Shen Yebai picked up the blanket from the floor, scooped her up in his arms, dried her feet, and placed her on the bed. In that instant, Shen Yebai noticed that Jiang Hua's hand was still gripping his clothes. "...Don't go."

Shen Yebai: "Okay, I won't leave."

"Ji Liangchuan...don't go."

She still couldn't forget that name.

Even though it wasn't him, he still agreed, "Okay."

Perhaps having received his permission, Shen Yebai noticed that no more tears fell from Jiang Hua's eyes.

Facing her face, Shen Yebai stroked her face with his palm, his eyes revealing an inscrutable and worried emotion, "Your choices have never been limited to just Ji Liangchuan."

At 9:30 p.m., the room lights were suddenly turned off.

Pei Zhan stood by the car. The moment the lights went out, he dropped the cigarette between his fingers to his feet. The man's eyes were as black as the night. Breaking through Bai Ze's defenses was no difficult task for Pei Zhan. For survival, there was nothing he couldn't do.

When Jiang Hua gets angry, she doesn't care about anything. Pei Zhan is also an extreme person, and now he has already lost his rationality. Just then, a series of black cars surrounded the entire Bai Ze. The people who got out of the cars were all well-trained and carrying guns. The security guards at the door had already been knocked unconscious.

Shen Yebai noticed the unusual situation outside the door, but before he could go out to check, a cold gun barrel was pointed at his chest, and a deep, dark voice rang out, "I wonder if Mayor Shen has made any progress in the past few days."

At the entrance to the corridor, it was pitch black, and they couldn't see each other's faces, yet they could still pinpoint each other's location and where their gaze was directed.

"You're the first person who dared to point a gun at me."

"It's fake, Mayor Shen, don't take it seriously, it's just a joke."

Pei Zhan put away the gun in his hand.

Even if... I agree to let her go with you, I think... Huahua won't go back with you.

Pei Zhan's slightly sarcastic voice rang out with a laugh, "This is a matter between Huahua and me, and it's probably inappropriate for Mayor Shen, as an outsider, to interfere."

"What if I insist on intervening?"

"Then let's give it a try?!"

It was unclear who struck first. At the same time, both were evenly matched in speed and attack power, and each received a punch from the other.

In the last incident at the hotel, Shen Yebai was at a disadvantage. After all, he had only learned some simple self-defense techniques, which were no match for Pei Zhan, who could only survive by using his fists and feet.

That one time, we lost.

Shen Yebai was still resentful and wanted to win it back, and this time would be the best way to do so.

Pei Zhan had no intention of lingering any longer. Taking advantage of the moment when he wasn't paying attention, he slipped into the room and locked the door behind him...