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

At Qianqiu Manor, this banquet was originally intended to celebrate the establishment of the Jewelry Restoration Association. Pei Zhan's uninvited arrival and his incomprehensible words left everyone with their own thoughts. Upon closer examination, they felt that Pei Zhan's words implied that he was there for someone else, and that the matter was definitely related to others.

A book lay beside Jiang Huai, all signed by Jiang Qingcheng. These three words pierced his heart deeply. He couldn't face it, couldn't look at it directly. The overwhelming guilt that poured into his heart felt like a slap in the face, leaving him utterly ashamed. The scene was deathly silent, no one daring to utter a single word.

Jiang Huai's connections are unmatched in the entire capital city. From the highest-ranking officials to the city-level officials, everyone in this political circle calls him "teacher".

Not to mention the people in these business circles, who would be so foolish as to say such things to Old Master Jiang that he would dislike? Apart from the president of the Jiang Group, no one else would dare to do so.

The secretary standing behind Jiang Huai leaned close to Jiang Huai's ear and whispered in just their voices, "President, the overall situation is more important."

As he spoke, Secretary Wang Jingyi reached out to touch the book next to Jiang Huai, but Jiang Huai stopped him with a shout, "What are you doing?"

Wang Jingyi's expression changed slightly. "President, don't play right into Pei Zhan's hands. He's deliberately trying to disrupt and interfere with your judgment. The association's matter is settled. It's clear that Miss Jiang Hua is not the right candidate. The matter is already decided, so we shouldn't let other things influence our decisions."

Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand. His aged face, with its tightly furrowed brows, gradually relaxed, but his expression remained very serious and stern.

He carries a heavier responsibility on his shoulders. He cannot let his own selfishness cloud his judgment. After he dies, everything he has will still belong to her. It's just the duties of a vice president. If she really is her granddaughter, she should do something real to show him, instead of letting a single rejection or a tantrum change her mind.

This time, Pei Zhan embarrassed Elder Jiang in front of so many people, and everyone thought he would fly into a rage...

Seeing him stand up, the others quickly stood up as well.

Jiang Huai left silently, and no one dared to say anything more.

In the corridor outside the private room, Song Qingran saw Jiang Huai coming out of the room. She ran up to him and asked, "Grandpa Jiang, are you... leaving?"

“I’m sorry, Grandpa Jiang… I know Mr. Pei came because of Senior Jiang Hua. I just found out myself. Senior Jiang Hua founded the association a long time ago. If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have competed with her for the association.” Song Qingran said apologetically, speaking cautiously, until she took out her badge as the association’s vice president from her pocket. “Professor Guo also said that Senior Jiang Hua is more capable than any of us in jewelry restoration.”

"The position of vice president should have belonged to her in the first place. I... resign!"

Little Fish: "Qingran..."

Xiaoyu wanted to stop her, but she still felt resentful after their conversation and could only silently endure it.

Xue Ruyao: "If Jiang Hua can do it, why can't we? Besides... I believe that the association and studio we've established will be just as successful as Jiang Hua's."

Jiang Weiguo: "You're that confident?"

Xue Ruyao stood tall, raised her chin, and said resolutely, "Of course, now that we've gotten involved in jewelry restoration, we won't give up easily."

Song Qingran said, "Alright, Ayao..." signaling her to stop talking.

Jiang Huai probably felt a glimmer of hope for them because of this statement. "No matter how much trouble you had before, it's not a bad thing for her to join the association. I can't make the decision for her regarding the transfer of the vice president position; you'll have to talk to her about it yourself."

"The meaning of the classics".

“President.” Wang Jingyi stepped forward.

Jiang Huai: "I hope this book will be of some use to you. The details in it are the basic knowledge needed for jewelry restoration."

Song Qingran took the book with both hands, opened it once, and saw that all the contents were detailed knowledge about the origin of jewelry, along with pictures for reference and comparison. Song Qingran was pleasantly surprised, her eyes shining with amazement, "This... I will definitely read Grandpa Jiang's book carefully."

“These…are really useful to us. We’ve been looking for these for a long time, and we never expected you to have them.”

Song Qingran looked at the book and saw that it was brand new, as if it had just been printed and published and had not yet been sold. Seeing the famous name on the cover, she said, "As expected, it is a book written by Aunt Qingcheng. We all bought a copy of her last book. It was quite difficult to get one. We will definitely memorize all the important knowledge points as a reference."

"Nothing should be rushed. Take it one step at a time, lay a solid foundation first, and then get down to business."

Song Qingran smiled and nodded, "Mm!"

Xue Ruyao and Xiaoyu quickly grabbed the book and started flipping through it. "My goodness, this revised edition has so many more details. This must still be the unpublished version, right?"

"I wonder who the author is. It would be great if we could get her to join our association. Her explanations would definitely be more detailed than what Senior Jiang Xue said. The last time she lectured me, her explanations were too rough, and I couldn't understand them very well."

"Yes, me too."

Song Qingran glanced back at the figure that had already gone downstairs and left, pursed her lips, and said, "Grandpa Jiang wasn't in a good mood today. Let's talk about this later since something like this happened at the dinner table."

"Do you think the author of this book might be Chairman Jiang's granddaughter, the daughter of the Jiang Group? I heard that the Jiang family used to be inheritors of the intangible cultural heritage of jewelry restoration. I don't think anyone else could write this book in such detail."

For some reason, Xiaoyu's eyelids kept twitching whenever this Miss Jiang was mentioned.

"Look at this book, many of the co-publishers are jewelry designers in the jewelry industry, and there are a few I don't recognize..."

Upon glancing at the pages, Song Qingran exclaimed, "It's Eric and Jason! These are the jewelry design masters I admire. I never imagined they would also be involved in the writing of this book."

Xiaoyu said excitedly, "That means it really was Miss Jiang from the Jiang Group who wrote it? She must be abroad now and involved in the jewelry design industry. I really want to meet her when she comes back to China, but I think... she must be very beautiful."

"You agree, right, Qingran?"

Song Qingran nodded in agreement, "I also hope that one day I can get to know her. Maybe... we can learn a lot from her."

"With the book published under my mother's name, I knew... she must be a very easy-going and gentle person."

Royal Dragon Bay.

"You damn thing, get out of here!" Jiang Hua was sitting at her vanity removing her makeup. One of her high heels was outside the door, and the other was by the bed in the bedroom. Pei Zhan picked up the one on the floor, gripped the handle, and turned it. Jiang Hua opened the door and saw who it was. She was about to pick up a bottle of skincare products from the table and smash it over, but then she thought that throwing that 800,000 yuan bottle of skincare products at this filthy thing was beneath her.

So they resorted to the cheapest, free form of verbal attack.

"Mrs. Pei, are you so angry?" Pei Zhan familiarly put the last shoe back in its original position.

Jiang Hua looked in the mirror, her hands still busy wiping away the eye makeup with a makeup remover wipe, and scoffed, "Go wash it off and bring it here."

Pei Zhan did as instructed. After washing up, he came out of the bathroom and saw that Jiang Hua had finished using the black bottle. He then picked it up and tightened the cap for her. He glanced at it and put it down. There were many bottles and jars on the table, all of which were used up quickly and were basically replaced every two or three months.

"Have you finished watching? If you have, go back wherever you need to go."

Pei Zhan: "With Mrs. Pei here, where can I go?"

“You never used to set foot in Royal Dragon Bay, let alone stay here. Didn’t you think this place was unclean? So… you can get out now.”

During the Chinese New Year, Jiang Hua wanted him to stay at Yulong Bay to have dinner with her father. He would always make excuses to go on business trips or disappear. For a while, she thought he was really on a business trip, until... Jiang Hua hired a private investigator to check his car and every dashcam footage. Every time he lied about being away, he would go to Song Qingran's villa, which was surrounded by beautiful flowers, late at night and not leave until dawn the next day. Sometimes he would lie about being away on business for three to five days, or even a week, and he would always be at Song Qingran's villa.

"Tsk, I forgot again. The lush flowers are gone, and Song Qingran is gone too. You don't even know where she is. If you want to stay tonight, go stay in the guest room next door. This is my room. If something dirty touches it, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist burning down everything that was touched."

Jiang Hua had long since thrown away the wedding photos in this room, and there was nothing here that belonged to him.

There were also photo frames on the table, which Jiang Hua had just seen. They were photos of her, Bao'er, and Shen Yebai when they were little. They were not only on her table, but also in various corners of the room.

I think it must have been Bao'er who put it in her room when she wasn't around.

There's also a photo of her with Shen Yebai, but that's the only one.

At that time, Jiang Weiguo wanted Jiang Hua to adapt to school life, to get in touch with society, and to interact with the people around her. The opening banquet for the first year of junior high school happened to be the school's anniversary celebration. The school she was in at the time was the affiliated junior high school of Imperial University. The two schools were not too far apart. On the way to send Bao'er to school, Shen Yebai also ran into Jiang Hua. At that time, the three of them had a pretty good relationship, and Bao'er pulled Jiang Hua to take a picture.

This photo of her and Shen Yebai was taken by Bao'er back then. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Hua didn't know where she had put those photos. She never expected that Bao'er would still have them after all these years.

Sometimes, Jiang Hua couldn't help but wonder if, if she could withstand the Shen family and disregard the survival of the Jiang Corporation, her marriage to Shen Yebai would prevent her from repeating the same mistakes.

No matter how much Jiang Hua said, it couldn't compare to Pei Zhan's thick skin.

Pei Zhan leaned down, his hand resting on the corner of the table next to Jiang Hua. "Mrs. Pei, you forgot again."

Jiang Hua still had foam on her face. When the man beside her suddenly approached, she stopped wiping her face, only her eyes looking at him with dissatisfaction. The light in her eyes became fixed on Pei Zhan, whose emotions were unclear, with a look that she couldn't understand. Perhaps it was because Pei Zhan had never thought that he would soften his heart towards Jiang Hua. What was this? A wife-chasing-after-the-cremation hell? No matter how ruthless he was back then, Pei Zhan would pay the price for everything he said and did.

Not only Pei Zhan hadn't expected it, but even Jiang Hua hadn't anticipated that someone so resolute in his past life would abandon Song Qingran in this one...

After a brief exchange of glances, he finally got up with no choice but to say, "Get some rest, goodnight."

Pei Zhan stroked Jiang Hua's long, glossy black hair, each strand of which was exquisitely styled and exuded a faint fragrance.

"roll."

After Pei Zhan left the room, he went to the guest room that the nanny had just tidied up. Needless to say, the nanny quickly left when she saw him come in, leaving him alone.

The door closed. Standing before the French windows, the man took out his phone from his pocket, gazing at the moonlight and looking into the distance. His aura shifted instantly, becoming gloomy and cold...

"Have you found out? Who was she with today?"

Zuo Xiangnan looked at the surveillance video in his hand. "We found it. After the young lady left the classroom on the third floor, she didn't leave the school alone. Instead, she... waited for more than ten minutes before coming downstairs with the young lady's fiancé. They dodged the bodyguards who were secretly protecting them and headed towards the back mountain of the school. As for what they did... I... I don't know either. They stayed on the back mountain for about three hours. It was almost dark when the young lady and he came down from the mountain."

These few words made the already chilling aura emanating from the man even colder, dropping several degrees.

"Send all these videos to the Bai family exactly as they are, and pay attention to tomorrow's media reports. Don't let any media information leak out." With an extremely cold tone, Pei Zhan hung up the phone after saying this.

Pei Zhan acts one way when facing Jiang Hua, but quite differently when facing others and in other situations.

Pei Zhan opened his work email and found several videos. He randomly clicked on one, and it showed Wen Qian... presumably Ji Liangchuan who had returned with his disguise, playing the piano with Jiang Hua in the piano room... Later, Jiang Hua heard the announcement of the establishment of the Imperial University Association and angrily dragged a chair, wanting to hit the broadcast...

In that instant, he stopped Jiang Hua's actions...

I don't know what Ji Liangchuan said to Jiang Hua, his voice was too soft to hear...

However, Pei Zhan gripped the phone tightly, as if he were about to crush it. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, and his eyes were fierce. With a loud 'bang,' Pei Zhan's phone slammed against the tempered glass window.

The phone fell, it's not broken yet, only the screen glass is cracked.

Pei Zhan didn't sleep all night.

Jiang Hua, wearing her pajamas, came downstairs and saw the figure outside the villa. In front of him stood a sign that read: "Pei Zhan and dogs are not allowed."

This sign was originally going to be thrown away, but Jiang Hua wouldn't allow it, so Dad let her have her way.

Jiang Hua went to the kitchen to get a drink of water. As she passed the sofa and coffee table, she saw Pei Zhan's phone, its screen shattered and in terrible condition, lying on the table...

Seeing this, Jiang Hua raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze intriguing, and then walked away...