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

Chapter 301 I'm looking for someone...

France, a century-old manor villa.

A sudden burst of force knocked the landline phone from Bai Rui's hand to the ground. This action seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength. "I told you not to bother her anymore!" His voice, which was low and suppressed, was filled with rage.

Bai Rui looked at the person in front of her with heartache, her eyes moist as she gazed at his body, which was now so thin that his once handsome and refined appearance was no longer recognizable. "You said you would accept the treatment properly, but now you've given up. What does that mean?"

"You won't listen to me, but you should at least listen to her!"

"Yes! Jiang Hua is married now and has someone more suitable, but have you ever thought... what if she's also looking for you and wants you to live well!"

"It's not because you see her marry someone else that you feel you have no hope of living!"

"There's more to this world than just her. Even if... you don't like me, even if our marriage is just a pretense, I still want you to live a good life!"

Bai Rui stepped forward, crying, and grabbed his cold hand. She felt his body trembling, and his dim eyes seemed to have lost all light and life. "I know you've never forgotten her."

"But...but I can't bear to watch you give up on yourself like this!"

“I understand. From the moment you came back, not a single day has passed that you haven’t thought about her, Ji Liangchuan… If she can give you hope to live, I would rather have her by your side now.”

"I'll call her, you don't have to say anything, it's okay."

Love doesn't necessarily mean possessing everything about someone.

Love what he loves, rejoice in what he rejoices…

The phone kept ringing. Jiang Hua had just finished drinking her milk and was about to rest. She hadn't planned to answer, but for some reason, it felt like she would lose something very important if she didn't. A fleeting unease crossed her heart. Seeing that her phone was still vibrating and was about to hang up in the last second, Jiang Hua swiped the screen and answered the call, holding it to her ear.

She spoke slowly, "Hello, who is this?"

After waiting a while, all I could hear was a buzzing sound of electricity; no one spoke.

"If you don't tell me, I'm dead."

"it's me!"

Jiang Hua only then remembered the voice, both strange and familiar. "Miss Bai?" However, the suppressed, slightly trembling voice made her realize something was wrong, as if she had just been crying.

"Um, I'm sorry to call you so late. Are you... still awake?"

Jiang Hua glanced at the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

"I was reading a book and didn't realize it was you calling. What's up?"

Bai Rui put the phone on speakerphone, forcing herself to calm down as much as possible. "It's like this, Huahua, I wanted to ask if you still have any Baiyu Ointment here? The one you sent before is all used up. It works very well. Wen Qian's scars have healed a lot. He had surgery in France recently, and his wound has just healed. I've been busy with performances lately and haven't had time to come back to the capital, so I thought I'd ask you. I hope I haven't bothered you."

"Well, no."

"Besides this, is there anything else you need to bring?"

"Ah! Huahua, I remembered there's soup simmering in the pot. I'll give the phone to Wen Qian, you can ask him. I'll go check the stove." Bai Rui handed him the phone.

Jiang Hua didn't hear the person on the phone speak for a long time until she spoke first, "Are you feeling better?"

"Yes, I'm fine." His voice was hoarse and weak.

Jiang Hua didn't think much of it, assuming he had just had surgery and hadn't fully recovered.

But after Bai Rui left the room, she didn't go far. Instead, she hid behind the wall by the door, listening to their conversation. She covered her mouth, trying her best not to cry.

"Wait a minute, I'll go check if there's any left."

Ji Liangchuan: "Okay."

Jiang Hua threw back the covers, walked barefoot into the walk-in closet, opened the sliding door, and turned on the light. Her belongings filled the entire space. "Wait a moment, there's a lot of stuff, I need to find it."

"Ah."

Jiang Hua put her phone aside and pressed the speakerphone button.

"By the way, besides the White Jade Ointment, is there anything else you need?"

Hearing her voice, an overwhelming longing washed over him. Even though he knew he had stolen the spot, he still greedily wanted to hear her voice again, even if only for a second.

He shouldn't have shown up in the first place, disturbing her life...

"How are you?"

A seemingly innocuous word of concern, which could easily be uttered by a stranger, was difficult for him to say due to the heaviness in his heart.

"Don't misunderstand, I just wanted to ask if the association's matters have been resolved?"

Jiang Hua: "Hmm, that's about right."

"Actually, I'm not dwelling on it anymore. A lot has happened recently..."

As Jiang Hua searched, she talked to him, trying to distract him by chatting. She knew that because of Wen Qian's constitution, he couldn't be injected with anesthesia. Every recovery surgery was a hellish ordeal for him, causing him to endure pain that ordinary people could not bear.

Jiang Hua always had an indescribable feeling towards him. At least... she didn't dislike him. Moreover, he helped her write that unfinished half-song, which suited her very well.

Jiang Hua: "And you? Have you recovered?"

He listened quietly to her voice: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"That's good. Take good care of yourself. The white jade ointment is very effective in repairing your scars. You won't need surgery. Just tell me how much you want, and I'll have someone send it to you." Jiang Hua rummaged around for a while and finally found some left in the drawer under the cabinet. "I checked, and there's still some left. It should last about a week's worth of treatment. If you need more, just call me."

"Remember to give me an address."

Ji Liangchuan: "Okay."

"I'll give it to you next time if there are any new pieces."

Jiang Hua: "Okay, after I finish things in the capital, maybe... I can go to France to see you."

"You...are coming?"

"Yes, I'm looking for someone..."

All Jiang Hua knew at the time was that her father was going to send her to a music academy abroad, and the final destination would be France.

Even though she didn't have much time left, she still wanted to know about him. In her past life... not being able to find him was already Jiang Hua's biggest regret...

However, this regret has been buried deep in her heart for so many years, and even Pei Zhan doesn't know it, much less the meaning of the crystal ball that he secretly hid in her previous life.

She took it out again, simply because of her deep-seated obsession...

At this moment, in the same place and at the same time.

Kagel's landline remained unanswered, but Jiang Hua's cell phone, held by Pei Zhan, was constantly in use. One call after another went unanswered... After half an hour, the last call ended with the phone switched off.

Pei Zhan knew her habits. Even during the time she was away, she went to bed around 10 pm every day, or at the earliest 9 pm. She would never go to bed this late. The phone call was still going on. Just because he was not in the capital did not mean that Jiang Hua's every move could escape his surveillance.

Until Pei Zhan pulled up the call log from Jiang Hua's phone, picked up his pen, and wrote a number on a piece of white paper, "I found its location."

"Yes, Master."

A sinister glint appeared in the man's eyes.

Even though he already had a guess in his mind, he still wanted to verify it once.

If it really is him, he said... there will be no next time.

Taking over the Huo family business will take some time.

He needs to personally handle many things.

In order to get back as soon as possible, Pei Zhan hardly stopped for even a moment.

It's 11 p.m. in China, but it's around 5 p.m. in France.

Huo Ling, dressed in a ladylike short-sleeved shirt and trousers, carefully knocked on Pei Zhan's study door. "Brother, dinner is ready. Dad asked me to call you downstairs."

For this 'older brother' whom she had only met once or twice, his temperament was indeed very similar to her father's, and the two of them even shared a similar aura. Huo Ling, having received an education here, was unrestrained in her behavior and thoughts, and she was also very familiar with Pei Zhan in their interactions.

Kagel greeted the person in front of him respectfully, "Miss Huo Ling."

Huo Ling nodded and said with a smile, "Kagher, your Mandarin has improved a lot since your trip to China."

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Huo Ling."

Huo Ling: "Brother, may I come in?"

The study was a sensitive place, and she usually didn't dare to go in. However, seeing that the door to the study was open, she still asked a question.

"What is it?" Pei Zhan's sinister aura lingered for a long time.

As Huo Ling entered his territory, she felt a chill that seemed to penetrate to the bone. Seeing the phone he had tossed aside, she began to wonder, "Brother, are you worried about your wife, being all alone in the capital?"

"If you're worried, I can go to the capital to take care of her. There happens to be a fashion show at Qianhua Century in the capital. Didn't you order a few of the latest bags before? I can deliver them to her for you, how about that?"

Pei Zhan hesitated.

Kagel then said, "Young Master, rest assured, Miss Huo Ling has already seen the young mistress's photo, and this time it will definitely not happen like what happened to Madam."

Huo Ling stepped forward to flatter Pei Zhan, saying coquettishly, "Brother, don't you trust me to do things? When have I ever made a mistake? I even carefully checked all of Sister-in-law's information. Don't worry, I will never let Sister-in-law find out anything. In case... Sister-in-law has any rivals in love, I can help you get rid of them."

"Sister-in-law is so beautiful... and I don't know how much time my brother will be at home taking care of her. What if your rival, Shen Yebai, steals her away!"

Kagel: "Miss Holling has a point."

Pei Zhan: "Okay."

Huo Ling suddenly remembered something and said, "Brother, ever since Mom came back, she seems to be constantly getting angry with Dad, it seems to be because of something that happened in Sister-in-law's family."

"Mom found a photo of Dad that he hid in the table somewhere. The woman's name seems to be Jiang Qingcheng. What is the relationship between my sister-in-law's mother and Dad? I've never heard Dad mention her before."

This matter could not be kept secret in the end.

Kagel explained, "When the master was in the capital, he was engaged to the Jiang family. After learning about the existence of the eldest young master, Jiang Qingcheng ran away from the engagement with the master."

Huo Ling was somewhat surprised, "Ah? So that's how it is! I didn't expect the relationship to be so complicated."

“No wonder Mom is so angry now, she refuses to see anyone, and the family doctor has come several times.”

"But thinking about it, our Huo family and the Jiang family really do have a connection. Father and that Madam Jiang didn't end up together back then, but now my brother and sister-in-law are together. Doesn't this make up for Father's regret about Madam Jiang back then?"

"What a coincidence."

All of this seemed like a preordained destiny arranged by God.

Perhaps Huo Tingshan never imagined that the woman he wanted to marry back then would end up with his only heir and the daughter she bore.

When Huo Tingshan heard the news, besides feeling emotional, he felt even more regret for what he had experienced back then.

Downstairs, in a palatial hall, there were more than a dozen servants attending to the guests. Everything, from the chandeliers to the stair railings, was gilded; every inch of this place was priceless. The ivory-white marble exterior was framed with cobalt blue stained glass, and each arched window was carved with blooming white roses and the family crest. When the setting sun slanted down, the entire building seemed to be enveloped in golden beams of light.

"I was planning to deal with the Wang family's matter when I returned to the capital. How is she?"

Pei Zhan: "She is my wife, and it's none of your business to interfere."

"This temper is just like mine back then."

Huo Tingshan was also in his fifties, with deep, chiseled facial features, a taut and cold jawline, and a shallow scar on his brow bone that only made his brows look even more sharp. After years of hardship, even the silver hair at his temples had a fierce edge. Pei Zhan was just like Huo Tingshan in his youth, practically a carbon copy.

Just as Huo Tingshan asked the question, he suddenly heard the sound of porcelain shattering on the floor from the upstairs corridor. The middle-aged man simply gave a look to the maid next to him, and the maid immediately turned around and went upstairs to check the situation.

“If the Huo family hadn’t had some trouble back then, I wouldn’t have left in such a hurry, allowing him to get there first.”

"What's the reason you're in such a hurry to come back and take over the Huo family?"

"No matter what we said back then, he refused to come back. How come he's suddenly back all of a sudden?"

...

When Jiang Hua woke up, she went to the mall and bought some local specialties to be delivered to Yulong Bay, as well as fish that Xu Ma had pickled herself. These fish were all caught by her father from the artificial lake. There were too many to eat, so they were made into dried fish. She spent the whole day shopping.

Xu Qiulan: "Miss, it's been a long time since I've bought so many things."

"Is this going to be given to Young Master Pei?"

Jiang Hua nodded. "Who cares whether he lives or dies?"

"I'd almost forgotten about him if I didn't mention him."

"Also... Aunt Xu, don't mention his name so early in the morning, it's bad luck!"

Jiang Weiguo, who was reading a newspaper nearby, answered the landline when it rang. "Huahua?"

"I'll have her come and pick her up."