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

Sitting here, Jiang Hua was still worried about her father's condition. She never expected that one day, that country bumpkin would actually interfere with him. However, she was powerless to do anything about him. It had been like this for a while. The thought that her position of power would be taken over by a scoundrel with no background or status made the resentment in her heart simmer and she couldn't let it go. She used to be nice to him because she still thought highly of him. Before that, everyone knew that Pei Zhan was just a dog raised by the Jiang family. In the past, even if she pointed her finger at him and cursed him, that filthy Pei Zhan didn't even dare to flinch.

Now he's turned around and started threatening her! No way! Who does he think he is?!

"Uncle Wang, I heard from Pei Zhan that he found some medicine for Dad to treat his heart disease. Has Dad taken it?"

Speaking of this, Wang Qi couldn't help but think more highly of Pei Zhan, feeling that it was a wise move for the young lady to marry him. "Don't worry, young lady, the master has improved a lot recently. After taking the medicine once, he hasn't had a relapse for three consecutive days."

"I went to the hospital for a check-up yesterday, and all my health data were normal."

Jiang Hua was still worried and asked, "Has the medicine been tested? Is it really free of any side effects or harm?"

Wang Qi glanced at Jiang Hua in the back passenger seat through the X-ray mirror and said, "Dr. Ouyang has tested the medication, and it does indeed meet international drug use standards."

Jiang Hua rested her hand on the car window, propping her chin up, gazing at the scenery outside. Her eyes were slightly darkened, lost in thought. The air inside the car was stuffy, so she opened the window a crack to let in the wind, which ruffled her long, disheveled hair. The gloom shrouded in her eyes, like a dark cloud, could not be dispelled. "Is that so? It's good that you're alright." Her voice was neither warm nor cold, but it lacked any real emotion.

"What about Ye Bai? Is he alright?"

"It's rare to hear the young lady express concern for Young Master Ye Bai."

Thinking of Shen Yebai always left Jiang Hua feeling a sense of emptiness. During that time, she watched him sit alone in his study late at night, staring at tedious official documents, his hands always piled high with unresolved mistakes. Not long ago, a residential building collapsed, and Shen Yebai, sitting in that position, bore a responsibility far greater than managing a company. She hadn't seen him close his eyes for days and nights, and instead, he had to attend to her emotional needs.

Compared to him, Jiang Hua felt that what happened to her was insignificant. Alone... guarding the empty and desolate Shen family home, if it were her, she would probably be tormented to the point of collapse by the too lonely and oppressive atmosphere.

Jiang Hua had no idea how he had gotten through it. Back at school, just as she got off the bus, another car pulled up nearby—a Lamborghini in a bright pink strawberry color. As soon as it stopped, Shen Bao'er got out, carrying a Qianhua Century bag and wearing a face mask. She ran quickly towards the figure in the distance, calling out, "Hua Hua… Hua Hua…"

Jiang Hua stopped and turned to look at the person running towards her. She waited for her for a while. It was the first time she had seen Shen Bao'er so unkempt. Her hair was obviously unkempt.

Shen Bao'er's hands were still a little damp from the essence on her face. "Huahua, are you going to be late? Why are you only arriving now?"

Jiang Hua crossed her arms and walked slowly. "Bao'er, don't you know? I'm the only student in the restoration major, so I asked the teacher to cancel the 8 a.m. class. All the classes from now on will be at 10 a.m. You're the one who's late."

"Oh no!" Shen Bao'er jumped up. "I forgot! Oh no! My brother said if I'm late again, he'll make me copy the family rules. Waaah, Huahua, you have to help me."

“Bao’er.” Jiang Hua’s voice suddenly became serious, making Shen Bao’er feel a sense of urgency. “Huahua, what’s wrong with you? Why are you talking to me like this all of a sudden? It’s quite scary.”

Seeing her like this, Jiang Hua guessed that she must have been away from home for several nights. "Go back and visit your brother more often, don't leave him alone anymore, okay?"

"Sometimes, he needs you by his side too."

Jiang Hua told her everything about living in Baize. The two sat on a bench by the roadside, and Shen Bao'er, without any regard for her image, looked up and cried, "I always thought my brother hated me, which is why I was afraid of him and came home so late every day. When I was little, he never told me anything, and I even said that I hated him. I always wanted to go back to France with my mother."

"Waaaah... Brother..."

"Baby was wrong... Ahhh..."

In Shen Bao'er's view, Shen Yebai has always been cold and aloof, a person colder than stone. When they were children, Shen Yebai never played with her.

Eight-year-old Bao'er: "Brother, Mom bought Bao'er a new toy. Let's play together. Bao'er also has a pretty butterfly hair clip, which is Bao'er's favorite. You can have it, brother."

Thirteen-year-old Shen Yebai: "Get out, don't bother me."

Little Bao'er stood to the side, looking aggrieved and at a loss. "Then, brother... Bao'er can play next to you, right? Bao'er won't disturb you."

When Bao'er was young, Yue Lianyi pulled her out to work as a child laborer. She shot many magazines and even appeared on the cover of an international girl model magazine. She was very popular and had tens of millions of fans overseas. Later, Yue Lianyi brought her to China and she gradually faded from the public eye. Her personality is more active and unrestrained than that of a child.

She just couldn't understand why, when so many people liked her, her brother was the only one who didn't.

Shen Bao'er sat to the side, deliberately making a lot of noise in an attempt to attract his attention, but he pretended not to hear her and ignored her.

It wasn't until Bao'er started crying in distress, which annoyed Shen Yebai, that he put down his pen and went to find her.

The boy squatted down, slowly picked up the rabbit doll from the ground, and looked at her with indifferent eyes, "How do you want to play with it?"

“Brother needs to wear the big butterfly princess hair clip, and then he needs to cook for Erbao.” Bao’er took a mismatched hair clip and pinned it to Shen Yebai’s hair. “That’s fine. This one has magic, you know. Brother, you can’t take it off, or I won’t talk to you anymore. I’m going to get something, and then we’ll cook for Erbao together.”

But a few minutes later, when Bao'er returned, she didn't see Shen Yebai in the room, only her favorite crystal hair clip that had been smashed on the floor.

This was... Shen Bao'er's saddest day, and from then on, Bao'er never looked for him again, and she played house with Shen Yebai.

Actually, Bao'er didn't know that during the two minutes she was gone...

The butler then came to remind him, "Young Master, the schedule has changed. You have five minutes to attend your Chinese Classics class."

What should we do about Bao'er?

“Young Master, you are the heir of the Shen family. I have already asked Miss Jiang Hua to accompany Miss Bao’er.”

That strawberry crystal hair clip was just something Shen Yebai didn't hold properly and did unintentionally.

Later... he bought a more expensive crown to replace it. During that time... his schedule changed again. He needed to go to England as an exchange student for six months, so he was still unable to personally hand over the gift.

Jiang Hua also secretly told her about this.

When Bao'er found out about this, she didn't care about anything and skipped class, running out of the school in tears.

There weren't many people in the teaching building at this time, and no one saw Shen Bao'er crying so sadly. Jiang Hua got up and was about to go back to the classroom when her phone suddenly rang in her bag. Seeing that it was a familiar caller ID without a name, she answered it. As soon as she answered the phone, she heard a conversation on the other end, "...I need to go through my wife's advice."

Madam? That's disgusting.

"Speak quickly, I have to go to class," Jiang Hua urged impatiently.

In the international shopping mall in Haishi, at a luxury boutique, Pei Zhan had come to Haishi to discuss the details of a jewelry collaboration with the Huo family through the Haishi branch. Pei Zhan was personally handling the Huo family's East China regional general manager's affairs. An hour before the mall's opening sale, Pei Zhan was attending the event. To demonstrate their sincerity, the Huo family's jewelry group was showcasing many world-renowned pieces of jewelry not usually sold publicly, surrounded by bodyguards and equipped with anti-theft systems. Even these pieces, not easily displayed, were currently being handled by Pei Zhan.

Pei Zhan, dressed in an expensive suit, stood tall and imposing, exuding an extraordinary aura. Surrounded by models adorned with precious jewelry and wearing short skirts, all eyes were drawn to this mature and tall man. He possessed an unparalleled and exclusive air of nobility, and every gesture he made was full of masculine charm.

Ignoring the stares, Pei Zhan's mind was entirely on the phone call. "I took some photos for you. Take a look and see if there's anything you like."

"I have no interest in Huo's jewelry. What good things can a tasteless designer create?" Before Pei Zhan could speak, Jiang Hua retorted with a string of impatient insults, "Mind your own business. Don't think you can just let bygones be bygones because of those few bottles of medicine."

"When you wanted me dead, when you were protecting Song Qingran in front of me, have you forgotten all of that? Pei Zhan... to be honest, your feelings are too cheap, I don't even like them. Stop pretending to be so affectionate with me, it disgusts me."

"Dirty thing!"

Jiang Hua hung up the phone abruptly, not caring about Pei Zhan's feelings at all. She was simply repaying him tenfold for how he had treated her in the past.

He went on a three-day business trip to Haishi. The itinerary that he had previously missed and which had been kept from her was now sent to her phone without missing a single detail. He even sent a copy to her rarely used email address so that she wouldn't miss it.

Jiang Hua reiterated that she did not believe in Pei Zhan's so-called sincerity; she only believed in... all the facts of what she had suffered in her past life!

It's a fact that he was left with nothing, it's a fact that his family was destroyed, and it's also a fact that he eventually married Song Qingran.

So there's really nothing to say.

Jiang Hua's last shout was loud enough to drown out the surrounding noise, but Pei Zhan didn't care. In the end, he took a set of classic and elegant jewelry that matched the ring. These could be hers if she wanted them; or perhaps it should be said that they were originally hers.

When Jiang Hua returned to the classroom and asked Professor Guo if there were any other pieces of jewelry that needed repair, Professor Guo shook his head, also finding it strange. "No, a few people did make reservations not long ago, but they later canceled them. I thought it was good that they canceled so you could get some rest. But then they all canceled one after another. But that's fine too. Without these things, you can focus on setting up your jewelry repair association. I've already submitted your proposal and contract. It will take about two weeks for the higher-ups to organize the wholesale and get the stamp."

“You can take advantage of this time to organize some other things. I have already contacted your mother’s mentor, and he has agreed to serve as the president of this association.”

“A mentor? I had no idea my mother had a mentor.”

"He is your maternal grandfather, Jiang Huai."

Jiang Hua was stunned, but her expression quickly turned cold again. "He is the least qualified person for this position." She rarely had such an intense emotional reaction. Apart from Pei Zhan, he was the second person who filled Jiang Hua with hatred.

The tragedy of her mother's death was caused by his indifference. Jiang Qingcheng, the president of the Jiang Huaidi Urban Culture Association, was also born into a scholarly family. She should have inherited everything from Jiang Huaidi, but she instead started her own business and founded the Jiang Group Jewelry.

However, when he went into business, his grandfather was furious. He spent most of his time arguing with his mother, which is why she ran away to France and met his father.

Her father once told her that if her mother hadn't made up her mind to break with her maternal grandfather back then, she would probably have married into the Huo family and never been able to do what she liked, being tightly bound by the rules of those wealthy families and unable to do anything.

She had thought that her mother's greatest talent and favorite thing was jewelry design, but she later discovered that... that wasn't the case.

The fact that her father has persevered for her mother's company until now is enough to prove that her mother's choice to leave the Jiang family back then was not wrong. The fault lies with them. They killed her mother. This is a pain that Jiang Hua can never erase from her heart.

Jiang Hua didn't understand why her so-called maternal grandfather would agree to join the association and become its president.

Professor Guo: "Huahua, no one is more suitable for this position than Chairman Jiang. If you want to fulfill your mother's last wish, you need someone who can take charge and stay put. This will make your future endeavors go more smoothly."

“Huahua… your maternal grandfather… is a very remarkable person.”

“I don’t think he’s anything special.” She and her father never mentioned him at Yulong Bay. After saying this, Jiang Hua turned around and left, using feeling unwell as an excuse to take a day off.

When Xu Qiulan saw that the people who had originally gone back to school had returned to the villa, she went up to ask them a question. However, Jiang Hua hurriedly ran upstairs. It was rare to see Jiang Hua like this. The last time was a long time ago, when the young lady learned that Young Master Liangchuan was going to be sent abroad by the teacher.

Xu Qiulan was worried, so she quickly called back to Yulong Bay.

Jiang Weiguo had been following Jiang Hua's plan to establish a jewelry restoration association. At that moment, he had a list of documents on hand, and the position of president was still vacant. It wasn't until fifteen minutes later, when he received a call from the school, that he learned what had happened.

Jiang Hua just doesn't understand why people who have hurt others in the past would regret what they did and feel indebted and guilty... Over time, they would want to make amends.

If they're so heartless, why can't they stay heartless forever? Now they want to turn back and beg for forgiveness. What makes them think they can be forgiven?

My maternal grandfather is!

Pei Zhan too!

They are the two people in this world that Jiang Hua can least forgive.

Jiang Hua locked herself in her room for a whole day. Pei Zhan, who had originally planned to be on a business trip in Haishi for half a month, ended his trip early and rushed back to Jinsha Shallow Bay.

It was already midnight...