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

“I’m not interested in such a scene. If Mrs. Pei wants to see it, I can oblige.”

"You'd better really not be interested." A meaningful statement.

Pei Zhan's attention was focused on the people around him, his dark eyes filled with complex emotions.

Jiang Hua sat comfortably in the back seat of the car, her legs crossed, watching everything happening outside the window. The situation seemed to be getting worse, and the woman opposite her was using considerable force.

Among the many students, Jiang Hua spotted Bao'er, who was also joining in the fun, holding up her phone and sending her updates on the battle.

Jiang Hua had long seen through Xue Ruyao's character; she was using people as pawns, and Song Qingran would probably lose every penny of her money.

Three million might not be a lot for Jiang Hua, but it could be more money than they could ever earn in a lifetime.

Sometimes Jiang Hua couldn't see through Song Qingran either. If you said she was smart, she was smart enough; she could pretend to be innocent and gain sympathy from Pei Zhan. If you said she was stupid, she was stupid enough...

Friendships built on money are indeed not long-lasting.

On the surface, they maintained a calm and peaceful demeanor, but in private... they were scheming against each other.

Xue Ruyao is scheming but a fool.

She reaped what she sowed. She probably never imagined that without Pei Zhan, no one would be willing to clean up her mess. For so long, Xue Ruyao thought she could rely on her sisterly relationship with Song Qingran to maintain a good relationship, but all she thought was to benefit from her in the long run…

The crowd was mostly spectators; not a single person dared to step forward and take sides, since the farmers were all carrying hoes.

But at that moment, everyone gasped in surprise.

Jiang Hua looked over…

"You're rich, aren't you? What about the person who's been keeping you? Didn't he give you millions? You and Xue Ruyao are so close, what's wrong with you taking out your money to pay off her debts?"

"Kept? Oh my god... really? Song Qingran is being kept by the president of the Jiang Group? I didn't realize that! Didn't everyone say they were dating?"

"That's right, didn't Xue Ruyao keep saying that Song Qingran was the wife of the president of the Jiang Group?"

"No way, wasn't Song Qingran engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Lu Yuanzhou, the most handsome guy in our law school from the previous year?! Could it be a lie?"

Song Qingran, being kept... many people immediately thought of Pei Zhan.

Her secrets weren't really secrets at all. No matter how well Song Qingran hid them, her so-called best friends and sisters would bring them up as bragging rights.

"Qingran, I'm begging you, it's come to this, please lend me some more money! I swear... I will definitely pay you back."

Song Qingran suffered this undeserved misfortune. "Ayao, I have no money left. I really can't help you. I don't know what you did! Why did things turn out like this?"

"How could that be? Qingran... By the way, where's Lu Yuanzhou? You're his fiancée. If you ask him for a loan, he won't refuse." Even Xiaoyu, who is usually quiet, spoke up for her at this moment.

Song Qingran was pale, her face covered with scars from the beatings, and there were several bloody marks on her neck. She looked at them in disbelief, "Ayao, Xiaoyu... how could you have become like this! That three million was all I had. No matter what happens, I will not ask Yuanzhou for money."

"Stop your nonsense and hand over the money. We've heard that you're the manager of that jewelry studio. You have no money, huh? You're so young, yet you have time to sleep with people and cheat us farmers out of our money. You have no money to pay off your debts? Fine... I'm going to strip you naked today and see if you have any money at all!"

As she spoke, the woman actually started to act, reaching out to tear off Song Qingran's clothes.

In an instant, a large opening was torn in the neckline of the clothes.

The people around were still cheering.

"what!"

"No...no..." Song Qingran desperately tried to resist what the woman was doing. In the struggle, suddenly...she was thrown out and her forehead hit the wall.

Jiang Hua had never seen Song Qingran, who was always pampered by men, so disheveled.

"Don't you feel bad about it?"

When Jiang Hua looked at Pei Zhan, she met his gloomy gaze and vaguely felt that he was angry.

Otherwise, where would such a look come from?

"Are you feeling distressed?"

Every time Jiang Hua spoke, Pei Zhan's gaze deepened as he looked at her. "Do you think I should be angry?"

"Huahua...do you think everything I'm doing right now is a joke?"

"Did you ever trust me?"

Is he angry because he doesn't trust him?

Jiang Hua glanced away, looking at her toes in high heels. "Whether you believe it or not is not important. Your reaction to Song Qingran is what matters."

"Pei Zhan, have you ever thought about why Xue Ruyao and the others are so brazen in their disrespect towards me?"

"Because...it all started with you."

“It’s understandable that we can’t get over some things, but it’s okay… Compared to other men, including Uncle Shen, you’re much better off.”

Jiang Hua spoke to him in a calm and indifferent tone, as if she were talking about something that was not a big deal.

"But you'd better not let me find out... that someone is secretly helping Song Qingran behind her back, because... I'll suspect you first."

Pei Zhan pursed his lips, his brows furrowed, and didn't say a word.

Jiang Hua chuckled and patted Pei Zhan's face, "Because you have a criminal record."

Frowning and getting angry won't help...

"Alright, you can go back now. Remember to leave work early tonight, I'll be waiting for you for dinner."

As she spoke, Jiang Hua opened the car door and got out.

Pei Zhan's deep gaze remained fixed on that slender figure, and he did not rush to leave.

Zuo Xiangnan: "President Pei, are you really not going to do anything about it?"

Pei Zhan cast a sharp, cold glance at Zuo Xiangnan, who saw the terrifying look in the rearview mirror. He quickly explained, "I meant to say that I was afraid the young lady would be accidentally hurt by those people."

Pei Zhan pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed helplessly.

"hold on."

Jiang Hua, feeling the situation wasn't serious enough, strode forward, only to be immediately stopped. "What are you doing here! Are you in cahoots with these three money-scamming girls?"

Before Jiang Hua could even speak, a group of bodyguards suddenly appeared around her.

"What...what are you doing!" The man standing guard hesitated to approach the bodyguards.

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Shen Bao'er ran to her side, "Huahua, what brings you here! Look at them, don't they look like a bunch of dogs? It's hilarious!"

Jiang Hua's disdainful gaze seemed to indicate that nothing could catch her eye.

She wanted to go in, but the troublemakers didn't dare stop her, looking at the mess on the ground and the damaged machinery.

"Jiang Hua! What are you doing here! This is our studio, get out of here right now!"

Jiang Hua crossed her arms and chuckled, "What for? Of course, I'm here to see you all make a fool of yourselves. Otherwise... what else could I be here for?"