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

Hearing the voice behind her, Jiang Hua did not turn around. She remained in her original posture, her previous emotions completely gone, replaced by a touch of indifference. It had been a long time since she had seen him, and now he had appeared again as if by coincidence.

Jiang Hua remained silent, her gaze fixed on Zhou Yan, watching her crawl like a dog to Pei Zhan's side, pleading for the man's protection, "Save...save me..."

Upon seeing Zhou Yan, who was dressed in tattered clothes, Pei Zhan took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. Jiang Hua, with the black, shiny tiled background wall reflecting the scene behind her, looked at them with a more intriguing gaze.

I only glanced at it and found it extremely boring.

"Kagher, take her back."

Kagel looked at the suit jacket draped over Zhou Yan, hesitating to speak. He wanted to say something, but sensing an unusual atmosphere gradually spreading in the private room, he swallowed his words...

"Yes, young master." Kagel nodded and left.

The relationship that had finally eased up seems to be heading for a worse turn.

After everyone in the private room left, Pei Zhan stood in front of Jiang Hua. Before the man could speak, Jiang Hua raised her eyes, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and spoke first, "I haven't seen you around for a while, you just disappear like that. But when someone tipped you off that Zhou Yan was being bullied by me, you rushed to stand up for her?"

“Back then… when the Jiang family had their accident, you were like you were dead, but you weren’t as worried as you are now.”

The man's thin lips pressed into a hard arc, his deep black eyes fixed on her.

"Zhou Yan was set up and owes a huge sum of money. She's just here to pay off her debts. Don't push things too far; a little lesson will suffice!"

"What's it to you?!" Jiang Hua quickly interrupted him. She put her leg down and stood up. Wearing high heels today, her gaze was almost level with his. She stared intently at him. "What is your status here right now?!"

"And with what right do you speak up for her in front of me?!"

"Did I go too far? Pei Zhan... Back then, Zhou Yan had the Huo family's backing. She used the person behind the Huo family to manipulate public opinion and kill the Jiang Group, causing Dad to cough up blood and end up in the ICU. Didn't you ever think about my situation then? Where were you then?"

"I called you, but your phone was off. I humbled myself and went to Wuchuan to find you, to beg you to come back..."

"I haven't seen you think about me either..."

Pei Zhan: "Huahua... I have tried my best to make amends for what happened back then. The Jiang family is doing well now. Isn't that enough to quell your hatred?"

"Even if you harbor hatred, you shouldn't resort to this method."

Jiang Hua crossed her arms, looked at him with a smile in her eyes, and then said with an "Ah," "I forgot, she's Song Qingran's older sister, no wonder... you're so eager to protect her."

Suddenly, something else occurred to Jiang Hua, "Pei Zhan... you must be tired after pretending for so long."

Pei Zhan: "That's what you think?!"

“Otherwise what!” Jiang Hua looked into his cold, deep eyes, and her heart sank little by little. “When Zhou Yan saw you, it was like she saw a lifeline. She didn’t seem surprised that you were here.”

"If you weren't close, I think any normal person wouldn't have put her clothes on without a second thought... If you two weren't really close, why would you have rushed over so urgently to protect her..."

"If I hadn't come today and had run into her, would you have told me that Zhou Yan was here?"

"Pei Zhan... that's enough, let's stop here!"

This statement also seems to be implying something.

Jiang Hua was too tired to say anything more. What... was she still hoping for from him?

She turned around, and Pei Zhan grabbed her wrist, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Are you only satisfied if I let you do whatever you want?"

Jiang Hua looked down at the hand holding hers, and after a long while, she chuckled softly, "Pei Zhan... how much do you think you know about me?" Although she was smiling, her words were filled with disappointment in him and a sense of utter exhaustion.

"It's been three years..."

“We’re not newly married.” Jiang Hua’s eyes were slightly red. She smiled and glanced at him, suppressing all her emotions. Her fingertips trembled slightly at her side. “It’s been these past three years. We’ve been sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams. I’ll just consider myself pathetic for coming to you.”

"Pei Zhan...why don't you just die!"

Pei Zhan's deep eyes darkened. "Even if I die, you'll still go looking for Ji Liangchuan?"

Jiang Hua: "Yes!"

Pei Zhan, I'm not your first choice.

My first choice... won't be you!

Jiang Hua said some vicious things to him. Even though she cursed him, it didn't make her feel any better. He didn't even ask what happened. He just protected Zhou Yan like that!

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my chest…

She thought she would never experience that kind of pain again.

This pain was all inflicted on her by him.

爱…

When this word was applied to them, Jiang Hua suddenly found it somewhat laughable.

Forget it, so be it.

Whatever he thinks is what it is.

Jiang Hua glanced away, not wanting to look at him anymore, because... whenever it concerned Song Qingran, he would always disappoint him.

"It won't rain again anytime soon, so let's head back to the capital. Pack your things, we're leaving in a bit. If you haven't finished taking care of things here, you can stay. I can go now..."

She's tired of being here.

Jiang Hua brushed his hand away, and as she reached the door, she turned her head and looked at him with haughty coldness, "Pei Zhan..."

"Don't forget, you risked your life to save me..."

“If you weren’t still useful to the Jiang family, I wouldn’t even bother to look at you with your worthless life.”

No matter how hurtful Jiang Hua's words were, they couldn't compare to this last sentence.

"It seems that all of this was just wishful thinking on my part." His voice was chilling to the bone, and his deep black eyes stared at her heartless back.

Jiang Hua withdrew her gaze, which slowly descended, her long eyelashes trembling slightly as a shadow fell over her eyes, her face revealing no emotion whatsoever…

Seeing Jiang Hua leave, Kagel went inside. "Miss Zhou Yan, she has been taken to her rest room."

"The doctor also administered a sedative. Ms. Zhou Yan has indeed suffered a great deal of trauma during this period and may need to take some psychiatric medications."

"The doctor did find signs of assault on Ms. Zhou Yan's body, and the wounds were somewhat torn, as if they were left after a struggle."

"For more than a month, I have been suffering from mental torment. I'm afraid that I might not be able to recover."

"I never expected that the young mistress would actually do that."

Ms. Zhou Yan has truly been violated.

The image of Jiang Hua's dim and lifeless eyes lingered in her mind, and a sense of unease almost overwhelmed her.

Seeing that the man did not respond, and that his cold and gloomy aura was extremely dangerous.

Based on everything that has happened in the past and present, Kagel calmly analyzed, "Things have come to this point, young master, why don't you take this opportunity to re-examine your relationship with Miss Jiang?"

"A marriage proposal is possible at any time, but the position of the matriarch of the Huo family is something I hope... Young Master will consider carefully."

"Human nature is something no one can predict, and no one can afford to gamble with..."

No matter how powerful the Jiang family is in the capital, they cannot match the immense power of the Huo family.

Once a person goes astray... and gets used to using power to do extreme things, there is no going back.

It can be addictive…

Judging from Jiang Hua's past, this young mistress is indeed not a very 'kind' person...

Jiang Hua went to the so-called Royal Concert, but after sitting for only a few minutes, she became restless and couldn't sit still. After leaving, she thought about finding Pei Zhan to find out... what he had been busy with all this time.

After she left, she took the elevator to the wrong floor, and unexpectedly ran into Zhou Yan there...

The door to the private room wasn't tightly closed, so Jiang Hua only caught a glimpse of a familiar profile. The woman was swaying back and forth on the man's lap. It wasn't until she uttered some embarrassing words that Jiang Hua dared to confirm that the person inside was indeed Zhou Yan.

"If Pei Zhan is here, Jiang Hua must be here too..."

“This isn’t in China. I’m going to make her… taste what I’ve suffered here.”

"Why is it that she gets to live a life of luxury while I... am relegated to this state?"

“Jiang Hua…we’ll wait and see.”

Jiang Hua asked the bodyguard beside her and learned that the old man under Zhou Yan was the biggest local thug. How could such a person be clean? Zhou Yan just didn't expect that Jiang Hua would hear what she said.

That's why what just happened occurred.

...

"I don't know what happened, the perfect proposal venue is suddenly going to be demolished."

"Yes, I heard that the master put a lot of thought into it, and he arranged everything bit by bit."

"what a shame."

As Jiang Hua left, she heard several people wearing special work clothes speaking fluent English.

"Yes, but... we've had a lot of distinguished guests lately, setting up proposal venues, and I heard there's going to be a fireworks show tonight."

"I don't know if I'll have the honor of seeing it."

Jiang Hua said to the girl following behind her, "Go and ask if the plane has been repaired."

"Madam, are you leaving now?"

Jiang Hua found the term "madam" sarcastic.

She came to Pei Zhan to get back together, but now... she feels like she's being pathetic.

Jiang Hua! Why won't you learn your lesson?!

From beginning to end, in his eyes you were an utterly wicked person.

Why…

You'd rather protect Zhou Yan!

Pei Zhan, this is the last time I've said this.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the main center of Liasco, Huo Tingshan sat on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The red liquid swayed slightly as he looked at the largest LCD screen in front of him, pulled up a surveillance camera, and saw a black sedan driving out of the entertainment center.

Pei Zhan: "Is this your idea?"

Huo Tingshan leaned down and put down the glass of red wine in his hand. Looking at the surveillance footage, Jiang Hua wanted to leave, but was blocked by the bodyguards. This familiar scene had also happened to Qingcheng's daughter...

"Since you can't make a choice, I'll make it for you... You'll have to give up one of the Jiang family or the Zhou family sooner or later. Zhou Yan... I had this setup set up. Wouldn't it be better to keep her here for the rest of her life? Firstly... your wife will never know that what happened at the Jiang family was related to you. Don't forget... what Zhou Yan did represented not only the Huo family, but also you..."

"If she knew that your purpose in getting close to her was to take revenge on the Jiang family, do you think she would still stay with you?"

“I have lived in China for more than 30 years. There is a saying that goes, ‘There are no secrets that can’t be kept forever. Only the dead can keep secrets forever.’”

"How does it feel to hurt your own wife for the sake of an ant...?"

"When someone in a superior position becomes emotional, you should understand that the person who makes you feel compassion is your weakness."

"If we want to eliminate our only weakness, we have to get rid of the Jiang family, including her..."

"As long as it is revealed that Jiang Weiguo forced the removal of an innocent person's heart in order to find a suitable heart for his daughter, regardless of whether it is true or not, and you don't even need to do it yourself, the entire Jiang family will collapse on its own, and no one will suspect that you did it."

"Her heart isn't with you, so why... do you have to win her heart? It's enough that she's by your side!"

"Think carefully... what do you really want!"

Huo Tingshan changed the subject, then said with some regret, "It's a pity I couldn't drink at your proposal banquet tonight." After saying this, Huo Tingshan got up from the sofa and went to his room.

Jiang Hua tried to climb out of the second-floor window, but was caught red-handed by the bodyguards.

"Madam, please stop struggling. Even if you manage to leave here, it will take you three or four hours to walk out of the casino."

Instead of exhausting yourself, why don't you... calm down and rest, and wait for your husband to come back?

The thought of walking for three or four hours made Jiang Hua not want to go through the trouble anymore. She was so angry that she could only go back to her room... In the villa's hall, the servants were cleaning up the mess on the floor. This was all the work of the Jiang family half an hour ago. Everything that needed to be smashed was smashed, without any mercy.

Expensive! But she can afford to pay for it!

Even if it meant sacrificing the entire Jiang family, her father was willing to let her pay the price.

When Pei Zhan returned, the servants hadn't finished cleaning up yet, and he glanced at them with his cold eyes.

"Where is the young mistress?"

"I just went back upstairs."

The maid who was coming downstairs saw the person returning and immediately bowed and reported, "The young mistress has locked herself in her room and has been making a fuss about wanting to go back to China."

"She even said... if we don't let her go back, she won't come out for a day and will starve herself to death in her room."

There's no need to starve to death. Just thinking about all the bad things is enough to make Jiang Hua furious.

Pei Zhan went upstairs and looked at the tightly closed door. He hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the doorknob, before finally pressing it down and walking steadily into the room. Jiang Hua was wearing a black knitted dress, her long hair, slightly curled to her waist, draped over her shoulders. She was barefoot and stood in front of the French windows, looking at the darkening scenery outside…

"Keeping your anger bottled up all the time is bad for your heart."