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

After replying to the last email, Pei Zhan turned off his computer and left the study. The bedside lamp was still on, casting a dim light on Pei Zhan's peaceful sleeping face. His posture was the same as when he met her at the age of six, curled up, looking insecure.

He picked up the pillow that had fallen to the ground, dusted it off, and put it aside. The medicine bottle on the bedside table was open and uncapped. When Pei Zhan held the bottle, his eyes dimmed slightly. She hadn't taken the medicine he had given her.

The previously changed medication also had some side effects…

Was it because of... what he said?

"The quantity of medicine is limited, enough to last an average person for three years. The dosage from Chairman Jiang is sufficient. Remember to take the remaining medicine on time."

She... gave it all to Jiang Weiguo?

Jiang Hua's weakness, which is too obvious to be overlooked, is Jiang Weiguo.

Pei Zhan didn't actually need to interfere with the Wang family's matter to achieve his desired goal. The reason he stopped and softened his stance was because of her... If Jiang Weiguo died, her current physical condition would not be able to withstand such a blow.

On one side is the Zhou family, and on the other is her. Even though his heart has already tipped in favor of Jiang Hua, he still needs to give the Zhou family an answer regarding A-Xu's matter...

"If I could have met you before Ji Liangchuan, would things have turned out differently?"

Fate is ultimately cruel. Pei Zhan only wanted to avoid a lose-lose situation as much as possible, and to ensure that she would remain safe and sound before Jiang Weiguo's retribution came...

Pei Zhan's slightly bent fingers were just a hair's breadth away from touching her, but he withdrew his hand. He wanted to turn off the light for her, but as he got up to leave, he saw Jiang Hua's open wallet in the open drawer, and the black card that had fallen out...

...

I went to bed early yesterday, but when I woke up, I didn't expect to have gone to bed late. It was already noon.

As soon as Jiang Hua got out of bed, she saw a matching dress hanging on a clothes rack. It was a ladylike blue high-necked long dress with a cinched waist and a ribbon tied around the waist. Even the matching bag was placed next to her. It was a Qianhua Century Collection bag, with an overall blue hue. Jiang Hua pressed a button, and the curtains opened automatically. Looking at the weather outside, she saw that the sun was shining and the leaves were rustling in the wind. There was a breeze... The temperature felt just right for her to wear this dress.

After changing her clothes and going downstairs, the maid, as if at just the right time, had already prepared lunch for Jiang Hua.

Xu Qiulan: "Miss looks really good in this outfit."

Jiang Hua sat down in confusion. "Aunt Xu, didn't you choose this for me?"

Xu Qiulan smiled and shook her head, "No. But I think it was probably Mr. Pei who helped you choose it."

"That country bumpkin? When did he get such good taste, knowing exactly what I want to wear?"

Xu Qiulan: "Miss, you don't know, but during the days you were unconscious, Young Master Pei asked me a lot about your habits, hobbies, and everything else. He understood everything in great detail. I didn't expect... and it's really rare. I said so much, and Young Master Pei actually remembered it all without missing a single word."

Even the young master Liangchuan back then never did this. Young master Liangchuan was very good to the young lady, always giving in to her first. But sometimes, when the young lady saw young master Liangchuan's submissive nature, she would lose her temper.

In particular, when the young lady teased the young master Liangchuan, the young master Liangchuan remained silent. Even though she was the one who was wronged, the young master Liangchuan was always the first to lower his head and coax the young lady. No matter what, he always put the young lady first. Even so, the young master Liangchuan had not been able to figure out the young lady's preferences over the years.

But ironically, with her guidance, Young Master Pei was able to understand every single detail about the young lady.

"Really? Since he thinks he understands me so well, can he even guess what I'm planning to do next?" Jiang Hua casually cut the steak in her hand, picked up a fork, put it to her mouth, took a bite, and scoffed at what Pei Zhan had done.

The Golden Rooster Awards will be held in the entertainment industry soon. Jiang Hua could talk to the people there and ask them to present one to Pei Zhan.

Xu Qiulan: "After dinner, Miss, shouldn't you be going to the hospital to visit your husband?"

"Isn't that obvious? Dad's in the hospital, anyone would think I should go." Jiang Hua thought the steak was pretty good today and ate a few more bites. "But I'm not going to the hospital, I'm going shopping later..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a black bank card with gold foil stamping landed in Jiang Hua's hand. "This is also what Young Master Pei asked me to give you. If you want to go shopping, Miss, you can use this card."

Jiang Hua scoffed, "This card clearly belongs to Ye Bai. What does it have to do with him? Why is he showing off here? He's already spent all his money on other women. With his meager salary, he can't even afford one of my shoes."

Jiang Hua had no idea that the gold-embossed card number on it had already been changed.

After leaving Jinsha Shallow Bay, Pei Zhan went to the hospital first, and then took a detour back to the company. In the back passenger seat, the man held a hard card between his slender fingers, and then tossed it lightly, which landed right in the middle of the front of the car. "After returning to the company, have someone personally hand this black card to Mayor Shen."

“Isn’t this Miss’s card? If we just take it like this, and Miss finds out, she might go to the company…” Zuo Xiangnan didn’t say the word “make a scene”, but Pei Zhan knew what Zuo Xiangnan wanted to say. “Make a scene… that’s fine too.”

Zuo Xiangnan: "?"

Isn't this what used to be President Pei's biggest headache? How come it's turned out the other way around now?

Previously, when President Pei took over the Jiang family business, Jiang Hua repeatedly checked up on him, forcing President Pei to use business trips as an excuse to distance himself from her. Most of these business trips were overseas, because they knew that Jiang Hua had a heart condition and could not fly.

It was lunchtime for the employees. The staff on the first floor of the company building went out to eat. Pei Zhan took the president's private elevator upstairs. Through the transparent glass, on the ninth floor, he saw Song Qingran standing outside her office door, being hit in the face by the design department's team leader with a piece of scrap paper. Paper flew up and fell with a whoosh...

Song Qingran caught a glimpse of that stunning figure in the elevator out of the corner of her eye, but she immediately lowered her head, as if afraid that the other person would see her humiliated appearance.

In the elevator.

Zuo Xiangnan: "I'll go ask about Miss Song's matter later."

Pei Zhan put his hands in his pockets, his sharp gaze returning to its original focus. "Susan from the design department is someone who clearly separates personal and professional matters. She won't slack off on tasks just because of someone else. Jiang's needs someone like that."

Zuo Xiangnan understood what Pei Zhan meant, and he nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"I want to see her name on the list of people who have been promoted during this period."

"Okay, Mr. Pei."

There's no shortage of cutthroat competition in the workplace, but the design department is different. As the core department of the Jiang Group, it has always relied on merit. Song Qingran was able to enter the Jiang Group as an intern, not only because Pei Zhan had his own ideas, but also because he felt that Song Qingran had extremely high talent in design. The current design department is full of veterans, and Jiang Group needs to inject fresh blood to understand the current market in order to accurately capture more customers.

Letting her into the Jiang family was just the first step; how far she could go from there depended on her own efforts.

Upon arriving at the CEO's office, the man stepped out of the elevator with one hand in his pocket. Just a few steps away from the office door, Pei Zhan's phone rang in his suit pocket. He picked up the phone and answered it. Zuo Xiangnan stepped forward and pushed open the office door.

"President Pei, is there something you need?" Wen Yu's voice came through the phone calmly.

Pei Zhan's sharp gaze swept over the person behind him.

Before Zuo Xiangnan could explain, Pei Zhan waved his hand, and after he left and the door opened...

Pei Zhan answered the phone, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his sinister gaze fixed on the tall buildings not far away, exuding an indescribable chilling aura.

There was a long silence on the phone, with neither of them speaking. Then, a woman's voice came from the other end, "Honey, did you take your medicine today?"

I want to see him, simply to find out how he feels about stealing someone else's identity all these years...

Without his ruthless interference back then, there wouldn't have been the subsequent twists of fate.

"Long time no see, Ji Liangchuan."

...

Jiang Hua deliberately went against Pei Zhan's idea of ​​guessing her thoughts. He thought she should go to the hospital, but she refused to go. She even changed all the clothes he had prepared, putting on a gorgeous, elegant red dress and styling her hair into wavy curls. She looked both alluring and seductive. Today was Saturday, and Jiang Hua went to the school to ask about the approval of her application to the jewelry repair association.

But the result made her furious. Her application to the association was decisively rejected, meaning that all her previous efforts had been in vain.

The revised edition of the professional book on jewelry restoration has been completed. On the list of editors, Jiang Hua did not write her own name, but instead wrote her mother's name, Jiang Qingcheng.

She was just doing what her mother wanted to do; she wasn't really interested in these things herself. Before her mother died, she wanted to do something, but she never expected that nothing she did would go smoothly.

"He needs to give me a reasonable explanation for this. Why shouldn't my application be approved? Does he know how much effort I put into preparing these materials and how many people I contacted to get them to agree to my membership? Just because he's the president, does he think he can reject my application?"

"He was the one who said that my documents were incomplete and that I should just provide the missing materials."

"Are you kidding me?"

Guo Youcai was also surprised by this. "Have you offended someone recently?"

Guo Youcai also frowned: "I don't think so. How could he possibly reject your application? He should be happy about it. Don't worry about this for now. I'll go and find out more, and I'll give you an answer later."

Jiang Hua laughed angrily, "Give me two hours, and I don't believe it."

Jiang Hua, holding a thick stack of documents, turned and left angrily.

Hiding in the shadows, Xue Ruyao and a few others watched with glee as Jiang Hua angrily left.

Xue Ruyao: "I've been waiting for this day for so long. I never expected that Madam Bai would leave like this and reject the association that Jiang Hua wanted to organize."

"In this way, she will no longer be able to outdo us."

"By the way, Xiaoyu... shouldn't our application be approved today?"

Xiaoyu nodded: "Yes, but we really have to thank Madam Bai this time. She found a lot of professional jewelry restorers to help us. In this way, both our studio and the association we organized will be under our name."

Xue Ruyao couldn't help but smile with pride. "Now all that's left is Madam Bai and Qingran. If we can persuade them well, and the president of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Association agrees to become the president of our association, our studio might really be able to grow to be as big as Jiang's in the future."

"Actually, we should thank Qingran the most. If it weren't for her knowing such a powerful person, we wouldn't have been able to do everything so smoothly."

"What else can Jiang Hua do besides climb the social ladder with her body? Even if she managed to get involved with the Shen family, so what? Look at her pathetic state now, she's still been dumped. I've heard that the Shen and Mu families are considering a marriage alliance. What is Jiang Hua anyway?"

"Hurry up, Qingran should have finished her meal with the president of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Association and discussed things. Otherwise... let's go get the documents now, so Qingran doesn't have to go to the school herself and have her bring them back."

Xiaoyu thought what she said made sense and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

But then she couldn't help but complain, "I've been so busy lately. Jewelry restoration is indeed difficult, but thankfully they sent a senior who graduated from this major to teach us, otherwise we really wouldn't know what to do. We're really stupid; we've watched those videos over and over again, but we still haven't learned it. Cutting techniques, the origin of gemstones, the crafting methods for silver chains, and so many other details—I feel like I'm about to collapse."

"And then there's Mrs. Fang. One of the diamonds on her necklace fell off. We could have just replaced it with a similar one, right? But she insisted on replacing it with an exact replica. I've asked everyone I know in the jewelry industry, but those broken diamonds are from the 1970s and 80s, they've been discontinued for a long time. Where are we supposed to find them?!"

"Who says otherwise? The ones that come to be repaired are all broken antiques, but they are really expensive. Several times I haven't dared to touch them, in case they break, I can't afford to pay for them."

Guo Youcai saw the person in the corridor and called out, "Xue Ruyao?"

"Professor Guo, what a coincidence!"

"How's the studio going? I suggested to you before that Jiang Hua's abilities are all superior to yours, so having her involved would not do you any harm."

Xue Ruyao smiled evasively and said, "We really have to thank Professor Guo for his help. Professor, could we use that classroom again today? Just like last time, two hours will be fine. We promise we won't touch anything..."