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

"He's not my maternal grandfather. I only have my father as a relative." The day she was born was the anniversary of her mother's death. Apart from her eighteenth birthday party, Jiang Hua rarely celebrated her birthday. Every year on that day, Jiang Hua was immersed in a deathly silence. She was left with a disability and became a useless person who wouldn't live long, all because of Jiang Huai. If he hadn't stood by and let the Wang family hurt her mother, this would never have happened.

“He wants to be the president of the Jewelry Association, but I won’t agree to it, and I don’t want to have anything to do with him.” Jiang Hua threw the documents in her hand onto the bedside table.

"Bring it over and show it to me."

"What's so interesting about it? The stamp on it means it's not allowed." Despite saying that, Jiang Hua still handed it to Jiang Weiguo.

Jiang Weiguo glanced at it and, sure enough, his application to the association had been rejected. "Your grandfather is a man of his word. He might have his reasons for rejecting you. He might be worried that your idea to start this association is just a passing fancy and won't last long. From childhood to adulthood, you've never had any patience for anything. If this goes on for too long, you might just give up and ignore it."

“Huahua… Dad has never expected you to achieve anything great in this life. Dad just hopes that you can live a good life. The money the Jiang family has earned is enough for you to live on for the rest of your life. Money… can give you a stable life. Now that you want to take on this responsibility, you have to bear the corresponding pressure, just like Pei Zhan has to take on the responsibilities of the Jiang family. It’s not a game.”

Jiang Weiguo felt that Jiang Hua was used to being carefree and only had a three-minute attention span for everything she did, and he was afraid that it was just a passing fancy.

Jiang Hua felt a little unhappy, but she said seriously, "Dad, is this how you see me? But I'm serious this time. I just want to help Mom finish what she couldn't finish."

"Forget it, I've already been rejected, what else can I say? I might as well just quit this association."

Jiang Weiguo simply found it strange. "Huahua, it's not that your father doesn't support you, I just want you to be more open-minded. More than twenty years have passed. Although your maternal grandfather made some mistakes, he wasn't entirely to blame. Back then... when your mother was pregnant and nearing her due date, he had already agreed to let me be with her. Who knew that the Wang family would use cruel methods to harm your mother in order to get the Jiang family business? You can't blame him; blame the Wang family for being blinded by greed, abusing their power to bully others, and leaving the Jiang family no way out."

“If it weren’t for your maternal grandfather, the Wang family wouldn’t have received the punishment they deserved. Pei Zhan should have told you that the Wang family was brought down, their assets were seized, and the masterminds behind it were all sentenced to life imprisonment. Even if their sentences are reduced, they won’t be able to get out of prison alive. With… Pei Zhan’s personality, he won’t let them have an easy time in prison.”

“Now your grandfather is old, and he has no other relatives besides us.”

"If you don't want to talk to Grandpa about the association, Dad will help you."

"What do you want to talk about?" Pei Zhan walked in from outside and stood next to Jiang Hua. It was unclear how many cigarettes he had smoked, but the smell of smoke on him still lingered. His already bad mood worsened, and he became even more uncomfortable. "I'm going out for some fresh air."

"Get out of here, you country bumpkin."

Pei Zhan's shoulder was knocked open, and the knife wound on his back had not yet healed. Just now, when Jiang Hua was struggling by the car, her fist also hit his wound, and the pain was hard to subside for a while.

"Is something wrong?"

Jiang Weiguo casually put the documents in his hand aside. "It's nothing. She had a little disagreement with her grandfather. It's something that can be resolved with a meal. You don't need to worry about it."

"How's the company doing lately...?"

Jiang Weiguo also found it strange. He saw the concern in Pei Zhan's eyes. It was probably because Pei Zhan had talked to him about company matters in the ward before and had been scolded by Huahua. He was still holding a grudge.

Relationships always require adjustment. Pei Zhan is calm and reserved, and being a few years older than Hua Hua, he is naturally more mature than her. He also knows how to tolerate Hua Hua's little temper tantrums.

"Don't worry, just pretend we're having a casual chat. Huahua won't know."

Now that the company has been handed over to Pei Zhan without reservation, Jiang Hua naturally doesn't want Jiang Weiguo to manage the company's affairs anymore. The things that happened last time have made his hair turn much whiter.

Jiang Hua went to the restroom in the corridor to use the toilet. Near the stairwell, she suddenly heard a terrible scream and a woman's worried and anxious crying.

"Wen Qian, how are you...?"

"Doctor...what's wrong with him?"

The man's voice was hoarse, and his husky voice was rather unpleasant. Jiang Hua didn't care and casually shook off the water stains from her hands after washing them. When she came out of the bathroom, the painful cries became even more agonizing, and the woman's suppressed sobs became even more distressing and urgent.

Jiang Hua recalled the man she had seen at the elevator entrance downstairs a dozen minutes ago, a man whose body was covered in burns. For some reason, she felt a deep unease in her chest.

As she turned to leave towards the stairwell...

Suddenly a voice sounded behind her, "It's almost time, Huahua! We... should go back."

In the end, Jiang Hua glanced at the stairwell and left the hospital with Pei Zhan without paying any more attention. None of the caregivers at the hospital could take as good a care of her as Xu Ma, so Xu Ma stayed at the hospital to take care of her father.

Back at Jinsha Shallow Bay, Jiang Hua took off her newly bought high heels at the entrance. She didn't know if it was because she hadn't worn them for a long time, but her ankles felt a little sore.

Outside, the summer temperature is still quite hot for a normal person, but it's just right for Jiang Hua. Even inside the villa, the servants feel a bit hot, but the air blowing from the constant temperature system makes them break out in a sweat.

"Sir, Madam..."

Pei Zhan handed Jiang Hua's bag to the maid, who placed it in a cabinet nearby. Pei Zhan had also hired professionals to take care of bags in the villa, as well as the high heels and jewelry in the dressing room.

These expenses add up to millions every month, after all, Jiang Hua has quite a lot of things.

Jiang Hua had just taken a barefoot step when, in the next second, she felt light as the man picked her up. "You're tired, let me carry you."

Jiang Hua didn't refuse this time; her legs were indeed a little sore. Suddenly, she blurted out, "Am I lighter, or is Song Qingran lighter?"

"Mrs. Pei, you have a great figure and are beautiful. No one can compare to you."

These were the words Jiang Hua said when she was reprimanding the maids in the mall. What she said was true; she had a good figure and was prettier than them.

"But you're not as good-looking as Ji Liangchuan."

These words made the man frown. A man's competitive spirit is not only about his career, but also about his status in a woman's heart. The more he cares about something, the more a storm of dark emotions surges in his eyes when he hears words that are inferior to his.

Jiang Hua was carried to the room and sat at the foot of the bed. Seeing her red ankle, Pei Zhan massaged the area with his palm. Noticing this, Pei Zhan bent one knee and massaged her ankle in front of her. Her fair and tender feet, even her toenails were carefully trimmed and maintained, and her toes were rounded. Pei Zhan's palm could easily wrap around her feet.

"You... were penniless before you joined the Jiang family. How did you survive? Your technique is so skillful. Did you... engage in some kind of transaction? After all, men don't have hymens anymore. Who knows if it was your first time?"

Pei Zhan paused in his massage. These were words that ordinary people would find shameful, yet she could say them so freely, which truly reflected her personality and made Pei Zhan appear utterly worthless. Pei Zhan's eyes remained calm and devoid of any emotion. "Mrs. Pei wants to know about my past?"

"Let's skip the 'Mrs. Pei' thing. In Jinsha Shallow Bay, we'll keep to ourselves. Call me Miss, understand? You filthy thing." Jiang Hua teased, pulling her foot back and stepping on his shoulder. She raised her right foot to touch his face. Pei Zhan looked up and met Jiang Hua's smiling, provocative, and mocking gaze.

He was abducted to Wuchuan at the age of six and refused to submit to anyone. As he grew up, he was not affected at all and still had the same bad temper.

In a man's eyes, Jiang Hua's actions were no different from teasing him. Not to mention, Pei Zhan, who hadn't had sex in recent years, would become uncontrollable once he had a wicked thought.

Seeing him stand up quickly, Jiang Hua put one foot on his chest, braced herself on the bed with both hands, and leaned back. "You dare touch me? Just try it!"

Jiang Hua was wearing a skirt. With one step, she saw everything she should and shouldn't have seen. Jiang Hua noticed the lust in his eyes. "You..." Before she could finish speaking, Pei Zhan had already taken off his suit jacket and tossed it into a corner.

Grabbing Jiang Hua's ankle, he pulled her into his arms. Jiang Hua was pinned down by him, and a seductive yet suppressed voice rang out, "Ten billion, for one night..."

"Someone who only has a few dozen dollars left is shamelessly offering me a billion? He's just spouting nonsense without thinking!"

Pei Zhan lowered his head and kissed Jiang Hua's neck. The warm, smooth touch sent a jolt through her body. "I invested in a fund and stocks in my own name. Otherwise... I couldn't keep up with Mrs. Pei's spending habits. I can't let Mrs. Pei starve..."

I knew Pei Zhan had the business acumen and investment acumen to do this; how could he possibly take Jiang's money?

He did indeed have a backup plan.

"There are plenty of clean women out there, but you spend a billion just to sleep with me? What do you take me for?" Jiang Hua loved seeing his expression, so impatient and eager, full of urgency. Her voice was also slowly drawing him in.

"...Two billion." The hoarse, low voice seemed to indicate that he had reached the limit of his restraint.

Without any further movement, the man unbuckled his belt…

Pei Zhan was also mindful of Jiang Hua's health and didn't make any major changes, but he felt that Jiang Hua was also getting what she wanted, and that she was also satisfying her physiological needs. He was happy to take the 2 billion yuan if someone was willing to give it to her.

Jiang Hua frowned slightly, unaware that his indecisive action was making things even more agonizing...

Jiang Hua felt she still needed less.

An international supermodel I've met a few times in the same industry received a birthday gift from her husband worth at least 4.6 billion yuan—a cruise ship…

By the time the two finished, it was already past midnight, almost dawn.

Jiang Hua had taken her heart medication, and Pei Zhan wasn't much better. His wound reopened, and in the darkness, crimson blood flowed down the man's arm. As Jiang Hua turned her head and slightly opened her mouth, she tasted the crimson blood along with the sweat that had been flowing down with it. The sweet and pungent taste of the blood made Jiang Hua feel both crazy and excited. The decadent atmosphere that filled the entire room was like a scene of madness.

At 4:30 a.m., Jiang Hua was pulled out of the bathtub, her body covered in marks of intimacy, almost nowhere was unscathed…

Zuo Xiangnan arrived in her car, and Pei Zhan helped her get dressed and dry her hair before going upstairs.

The doctor who was brought in was also groggy, and only then did he realize who the injured person was. "It's so late at night, and you want to get your wound wet again? Don't you want to live?"

Pei Zhan replied in a calm tone, sounding pleased: "Thank you for your trouble."

This time, a male doctor was specifically requested. Pei Zhan unbuttoned his shirt, revealing not only his muscular physique but also a shocking wound on his back. The blood had already drained, and the wound had reopened and begun to turn white…

The doctor could tell from the wound that it had obviously been stitched up again. "If you're not careful and move around too much, you'll be bedridden if the wound gets seriously infected."

"Well, pay attention next time."

After treating the wound, Zuo Xiangnan took the doctor back.

As Pei Zhan went upstairs, he heard a slight cough from the person on the bed. He poured her another glass of warm water and fed it to her in a gentle, throbbing motion. After drinking the water, Jiang Hua stopped coughing. It couldn't be... Pei Zhan was already awake. Standing in front of the French windows, he watched the first rays of dawn appear on the horizon and dialed a number. "...No matter what it takes, get Ji Liangchuan out of the capital."

Zuo Xiangnan's hesitant voice came through the phone, "But according to the Bai family, they won't leave until the engagement is completed in the capital."

"But Wen Qian's identity hasn't been confirmed yet. Should we wait for more news? What if... he's not...?"

The Bai family is not to be trifled with in the capital. Even the Shen family has to give them some face. Offending them like this would not do Jiang Shi any good.

These are things he could think of, and President Pei should have thought of them as well.

If he weren't Ji Liangchuan, he wouldn't have come to the hospital that day, appeared in front of Jiang Weiguo, and handed over that engagement banquet invitation.

"Do as I say." Pei Zhan's eyes were cold as he hung up the phone and drank the water Jiang Hua hadn't finished.

Even if one is to die, one should not die in the capital.

Pei Zhan turned around, placed the empty water glass on the table beside him, got into bed, and pulled the weak Jiang Hua into his arms...

Jiang Hua felt as if her bones were crushed, and her whole body ached. When she heard soft whispers in her ear, she looked up and met Pei Zhan's gaze. Both of them were naked and pressed against him. His body was so hot that Jiang Hua broke out in a sweat.

Jiang Hua tried to kick off the blanket, but Pei Zhan covered her back up with one hand. "I understand. No need to call the police. I'll handle it when I get there."

"It's President Pei."

Jiang Hua heard Zuo Xiangnan's voice on the phone, "Something happened at the company?"

Pei Zhan: "Yes, Shen Wanrou joined the design department and made a move on Song Qingran."