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

This was a way of letting her father know that her relationship with Pei Zhan had already run into problems.

When they finally come to the conclusion of their divorce, Dad won't suddenly suffer a blow that his heart can't handle.

After this incident, I'm sure Dad will find out by now.

Her discord with Pei Zhan...

In the afternoon, Jiang Hua had nothing to do, so she started learning to cook.

Unfortunately, seeing the several plates of burnt food and her scalded hands, Jiang Hua's decision ended in disappointment. She ended up ordering takeout again that night, just to make do…

At 6:30 p.m., Jiang Hua received another call from her homeroom teacher about the competition.

Jiang Hua simply replied perfunctorily, "I'm not going to participate in the competition. I'll find another way to handle the credits."

Before the homeroom teacher could unleash a torrent of abuse, Jiang Hua hung up the phone.

Jiang Hua didn't sleep well that night; there was a dark blue tint under her eyes.

Wearing headphones and listening to the piano music, Jiang Hua walked all the way to the school gate…

Just then, Jiang Hua ran into Shen Bao'er, who was getting out of a Cayenne. She was dressed in a sailor uniform, her outfit today was schoolgirl style. Shen Bao'er slapped a red invitation card directly onto Jiang Hua's chest, "Next week night is my birthday party, this is my invitation card for you. If you dare not come tonight, Jiang Hua, you're dead!"

Seeing Jiang Hua reach out to take it, Shen Bao'er crossed her arms haughtily and stared at her, "...Aren't you afraid I'll steal your thunder?"

Shen Bao'er scoffed, "You think you can steal my thunder? Jiang Hua... you should look in the mirror more often. Are you as good-looking as me?" As she spoke, she flicked her long hair behind her shoulder.

"Alright, let's go back to the classroom, class is about to start."

Next week... is Friday, which is the last day to submit the design draft.

Jiang Hua's withdrawal from the competition was something she didn't care about in the first place.

She nodded in agreement.

"I understand, I'll be there on time."

Shen Bao'er was surrounded by a group of classmates. After watching Jiang Hua leave, one of them looked hesitant and asked, "Sister Bao'er, how did you two meet? Are you close?"

Shen Bao'er's expression seemed to indicate that she had learned Jiang Hua was coming to her birthday party, and she looked quite happy. However, as soon as she saw Shen Bulu walking by, her expression changed instantly. Without saying a word, she turned around and left.

"Why are you asking this? Just say what's on your mind, don't beat around the bush."

A young, delinquent-looking girl with delicate features and makeup, who was following beside Shen Bao'er, took out her phone and said, "Sister Bao'er, why don't you take a look at this?"

On the Imperial University's school forum.

Upon seeing the pinned post, Shen Bao'er picked up her phone and immediately frowned.

"They dare to spread rumors about her? What are these people anyway!"

"How much money is in this card? Would she even want it?"

"These days, freshmen really only know how to make things up."

The young delinquent asked cautiously, "Sister Bao'er, what exactly is Jiang Hua's background?"

"Yes! I always heard you complain about Jiang Hua before. Why are you speaking up for her now?"

The reason why Shen Bao'er always speaks ill of Jiang Hua behind her back is because Jiang Hua always steals her thunder.

The two have been vying for power more than once or twice.

At a charity gala last year, Jiang Hua bid up to 2 billion yuan for a set of jewelry, and Shen Bao'er relentlessly pursued it, eventually winning it for 2.5 billion yuan.

But in the end, she never expected that Jiang Hua, that despicable woman, would secretly set her up.

That set of jade jewelry was a limited edition haute couture piece from the Jiang Group's jewelry line. It would only fetch around 80 to 90 million yuan on the open market, but in the end, all that money went into the Jiang family's pocket.

Jiang Hua was convinced that she would make things difficult for her, so she secretly tricked her into taking the picture.

It's still sitting at home, rotting away. It makes Shen Bao'er angry just looking at it, and it even caused her to be scolded by her father. For the Shen family, who are in the real estate business, more than 3 billion yuan is really nothing.

Shen Bao'er still harbors resentment; she just can't swallow this insult!

“Sister Bao’er…this is the first time I’ve heard you stand up for Jiang Hua. If you can’t stand it, my boyfriend happens to be a computer science major. He can find these people’s IP addresses and instantly find out their location.”

Shen Bao'er: "She is..." She hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. This Jiang Hua, I don't know what she's up to, hiding her identity at school.

Shen Bao'er returned the phone with a stern face. "It's none of your business to pry into her affairs. Tell me first, who exactly is this Song Qingran? I've never heard of her before!"

Another person said, "This Song Qingran is quite famous. She's been on TV interviews. Her story is all old news. She has a mother with uremia, and she started working part-time at a convenience store in high school. In the end, she was admitted to Beijing University without taking the entrance exam."

Shen Bao'er's disdain for Song Qingran stemmed from a recent post on a mobile forum claiming that Jiang Hua was extorting and bullying Song Qingran.

There are also a few photos of Song Qingran handing a bank card to Jiang Hua.

The second photo shows Jiang Hua knocking Song Qingran's bank card to the ground.

Song Qingran was heartbroken and crouched on the ground, crying pitifully.

It's absolutely hilarious that Jiang Hua is extorting money from freshmen...

This freshman, Song Qingran, probably doesn't even have as much money as Jiang Hua's pair of socks.

Shen Bao'er curled her lip and sneered, "I knew that name sounded familiar. It turns out he's this year's outstanding model student at Imperial University. I'll leave this matter to you. I want to see who's twisting the truth and making things up out of nothing."

"Okay, Sister Bao'er."

Shen Bao'er twirled her long hair over her shoulder with her fingers, secretly feeling smug and proud. "Jiang Hua, I'll just take care of these little brats for you this time."

You owe me another favor.

Jiang Hua didn't have any major courses in the morning; she had an elective in psychology.

When Jiang Hua arrived at the classroom, she was surprised to find that the entire psychology classroom was packed, with no seats available in the front rows.

She could only sit in the fourth row from the back…

Jiang Hua was assigned to the course at the last minute, so everyone was a little unfamiliar with her.

As soon as class started, Jiang Hua was called on.

"You're Jiang Hua?"

Jiang Hua had just sat down when she stood up again, looking at the simply dressed middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties below the stage. She saw him put on his reading glasses, trying to make out something, and after scrutinizing her, he nodded. "You know you need to arrive at the classroom ten minutes early for my class?"

Jiang Hua shook her head and calmly replied, "I'm sorry, teacher, this is the first time I've heard this. I'll be more careful next time."

"Sit down!"

The class wasn't too boring. Jiang Hua listened intently as the professor talked about cases of people with mental illnesses...

One side was calm and undisturbed.

On the other side, however, the winds were rising and the waves were raging.

Through her friends, Shen Bao'er found Hei Jianghua's post on the school forum.