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

"Tell me, how are you going to accept all of this with peace of mind?"

"I also have someone I like, and I will marry him. I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely... could never fall in love with a man who betrays my marriage."

Song Qingran roared in suppressed anger. After speaking, she wiped away her tears and hurriedly ran upstairs.

Upstairs in the study, Pei Zhan lay on a leather chair with his eyes closed.

A voice that shouldn't have been there suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Honey, will you come with me to buy clothes today? All my clothes are old, I want to wear a new outfit every day, and I want to look beautiful in front of you."

"Honey? Look at me, I look so good in this."

"Honey, just take a look!"

"Pei Zhan, do you know how much I love you! I really love you so much! I love you to death."

But then, a familiar, youthful face appeared in the man's mind.

Smiling brightly at him, she carefully placed a folded little star in his palm. "Brother, please wait for Ah Xu a little longer, okay? When Ah Xu grows up, she must marry you."

Pei Zhan opened his eyes instantly. The figure of the girl briefly appeared in front of him before vanishing as a phantom.

"Ah Xu!"

Pei Zhan reached out as if to grasp something, but there was nothing at all.

The man was exhausted, his hand supporting his forehead, his ascetic aura filled with an indescribable emotion.

After a long while, Pei Zhan finally made a move. He took out a file folder from the bottom drawer of the desk and retrieved the documents inside…

The words 'divorce agreement' came into view.

Yes, this divorce agreement was the one Jiang Hua had sent to Fan Hua Shi Jin at the law firm.

Aside from dissolving their marriage, Pei Zhan's interests and position were not affected in any way during the divorce proceedings.

Pei Zhan picked up a six-figure-value fountain pen from beside him, scribbled a few strokes, and signed his name after signing his name…

...

Jiang Hua slept soundly that night, you could say she slept until dawn.

Today is the last day of the weekend.

Jiang Hua slept until noon before getting up, and just as she did, she received a phone call from the Jiang family.

"Miss?"

Jiang Weiguo: "Give me the phone."

Jiang Weiguo took the phone and said before Jiang Hua could speak, "I've asked Pei Zhan to spend the weekend with you. I've given him a day off so he can spend two days with you, go shopping, and if you feel wronged while you're with Pei Zhan, just tell your dad. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Dad will teach him a lesson for you!"

Jiang Hua remained silent.

Since their last argument, Jiang Hua hadn't backed down, so she wasn't surprised that her father called.

Jiang Hua and her father used to have very fierce arguments, but in the end, her father would always lower his head and take the initiative to call her.

Jiang Weiguo: "Where is Pei Zhan?"

Jiang Hua stopped what she was doing and, almost without hesitation, made up a lie, "Pei Zhan is in the bathroom. Is there anything else, Dad?"

Jiang Weiguo said, "When Pei Zhan is free, have her call me back. I need to talk to her about company matters."

Jiang Hua gripped her phone tighter, her gaze even unconsciously drifting to the empty bathroom. "Why doesn't Dad just contact Pei Zhan about company matters? Can't Dad get in touch with Pei Zhan?"

Jiang Weiguo: "One of your uncles has a project that needs my help. As you know, I'm no longer involved in the company's affairs. If I want to take on this project, I need to discuss it with Pei Zhan. Pei Zhan has always had a broad vision, and I'd like to hear his opinion on this matter."

Jiang Hua felt heavy-hearted.

Is Pei Zhan really that important to the Jiang family?

After a while, Jiang Hua finally spoke, "I understand. I will tell Pei Zhan about this. I will have him call you back when he comes out of the bathroom."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hua didn't hesitate for long before removing Pei Zhan's number from her blacklist. She opened the number she hadn't called in a long time, and for some reason, instead of being reluctant to make the call, she felt more afraid and timid...

What are you afraid of?

Jiang Hua didn't know either.

Perhaps she was afraid... She called him, but he wasn't the one who answered.

Instead… it was… Song Qingran!

The phone rang three times…

blooming flowers

The maid looked at the cell phone number lying on the coffee table in the living room. The caller was a cell phone number saved as "Princess Wife".

The maid was horrified when she saw the note; it was the master's first wife calling.

This…

The maid quickly covered her phone screen in fright, hurriedly avoided people, and rushed upstairs to the master's study where he usually stayed.

'Boom dong dong'

Pei Zhan: "Come in."

The maid opened the door to find Pei Zhan dressed in black striped pajamas, his wispy bangs lazily obscuring his piercing eyes—a sight the maid rarely saw. However, Pei Zhan appeared more gentle than usual, his aloof demeanor softened by a touch of gentleness.

Pei Zhan rarely sleeps this late.

The man pinched the bridge of his nose, his voice deep, pleasant, and magnetic, "What is it? Speak!"

The maid handed over the phone, saying, "Someone just called, and...it seemed to be...your wife. I didn't make a fuss, sir. Don't worry, I didn't let anyone see it."

"I certainly won't say anything to Miss Song."

Pei Zhan's eyes, as dark as night, gazed at the incoming call, which had no contact information: Princess Wife.

This nickname was changed by Jiang Hua on their wedding night when she secretly took his phone and changed it, and Pei Zhan didn't mind.

"I understand." Pei Zhan said in a cool voice, uttering just four words.

Before the maid left, she noticed the signed 'divorce agreement' on the bedside table.

Chen Ma has been living in this villa for two or three years. She can tell that the young girl living here is not a scheming person, but kind and innocent. After talking with her overnight, she understands that her family is not well-off and she has a hard life.

At least she has a pretty face, which caught the eye of a sugar daddy, and she's been kept in this villa for over two years.

Chen Ma didn't linger; she quickly went to the room next door on the third floor and found the door tightly closed.

Song Qingran is thinking about her entry in the jewelry design competition co-sponsored by Jiang's Jewelry.

She has now completed a preliminary draft and has one more week to finish the work.

She is confident that this work will win an award and she will also receive the prize money!

She could then use the money to pay back part of the man's money.

Song Qingran said, "Come in."

Chen Huifang pushed open the door and entered.

Song Qingran: "Aunt Chen, what brings you here? Is there something you need?"

Everything in Song Qingran's room was arranged by Chen Huifang. She walked over with a smile, not forgetting to close the door behind her, "Miss Song, I have some good news to tell you."