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

"No."

“Mr. Pei is already married to Senior Sister Jiang, so there’s no way we can be together.”

Song Qingran avoided looking at him, but Lu Yuanzhou could see through her thoughts. For the past three years, he had been away from the capital, working hard for his career so that he could give her a better life in the future. However, during these three years, other men took advantage of the situation and unknowingly allowed other men to invade the girl's heart.

Filled with rage, his eyes turned cold. "Did he touch you?"

Song Qingran looked up in surprise and quickly waved her hand at him, "No, Mr. Pei and I are completely innocent, there's nothing between us."

"If there's nothing wrong, why won't you show me your phone? Qingran... what are you afraid of!"

Song Qingran was a little frightened by Lu Yuanzhou's appearance. From childhood to adulthood, when they were together, Lu Yuanzhou had always acted like a kind older brother next door, being very gentle and kind to her.

She had never seen him like this before.

Song Qingran hid her phone behind her back, gripping it tightly nervously. "I'm afraid you'll be angry."

"Give me the phone!"

After they returned from Shanghai overnight, Lu Yuanzhou had to take care of her health while also handling Xue Ruyao's group's case. He was already overwhelmed with work, all for her sake. But now, her heart had unknowingly been taken over by another man.

Lu Yuanzhou felt a surge of anger rising within him, and seeing her unmoved only fueled his rage. "I'll say it again, Ran, give me your phone. Don't push me..."

"Why don't you believe me? I really have nothing to do with him."

Lu Yuanzhou's patience had reached its limit. He snatched the phone from the girl's hand, unlocked it, and looked at the messages sent on the screen.

The man couldn't take it anymore and smashed his phone.

The loud noise startled Song Qingran, who trembled with fear. "Brother Yuanzhou, this is a cell phone that Mom bought for me. I just happened to see Mr. Pei in the infusion room when I came here. He had suffered a very serious injury before, and I just wanted to know how serious his illness was."

"Please don't be angry anymore, okay? Before, when you weren't around, it was Mr. Pei who took care of me and my mother."

"I see him as an older brother." Song Qingran stepped forward and grabbed Lu Yuanzhou's sleeve, her voice softening.

Lu Yuanzhou was so angry that he rubbed his forehead, but he had no other way to deal with her. He stepped forward, grabbed the girl's shoulders, and looked at her deeply. "Qingran, I don't care what your past with him was like. I can ignore everything from before and pretend that it never happened."

"But...you need to know that Pei Zhan and Jiang Hua are already married. Their relationship is not something you can interfere with."

"Understand?"

"Now I am your fiancé."

Song Qingran looked at him with red eyes, "I know, but I just can't help it, I want to care about him. This is what I owe him, Brother Yuanzhou, you know, Mom and I owe him so much."

“I know!” Lu Yuanzhou took a deep breath, trying to persuade the girl in front of him. “Now I am your fiancé, and in the future I will be your husband. You don’t need to repay what you owe him; I will help you repay it. Including… what you want to accomplish.”

"The Jiang family's attitude is very clear now. As long as... the compensation can be raised, the Jiang family will reach a settlement agreement. Including that those people have been temporarily stabilized, now we just need to wait for them to come out and return the money to those villagers, and this matter will be over soon."

"So... trust me, okay?"

With tears in her eyes, Song Qingran nodded, "I understand, Brother Yuanzhou. I thank you on behalf of Ayao and the others."

"Two hundred and thirty million is no small sum. Now we're just waiting for the Jiang family to soften their stance and for things to calm down for a while. There will be a turning point."

"I believe you."

The girl's innocent and lively eyes looked at him, and the flame in Lu Yuanzhou's heart was instantly extinguished, and his heart softened. The greater satisfaction of men's competitive mentality lies in the weight they hold in a woman's heart.

While Pei Zhan was in the hospital's infusion room, he received a call from Xu Qiulan, who told him that Jiang Hua was sleeping at Yulong Bay that night. Pei Zhan then rushed over.

The night was still and quiet. Warm light shone on the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed. Her skin was as white as porcelain. The blanket was pulled up to her waist, with one corner hanging to the ground. The scene was as beautiful as a painting, and even the scenery outside the window seemed to pale in comparison.

Hearing footsteps in the room, Jiang Hua squinted and opened her eyes, only to see Pei Zhan, who had already taken a shower and was wearing pajamas. The man lifted the covers, reached through the blankets, and pulled her into his arms gently, saying, "Did I wake you up?"

"Why are you back so late?" Jiang Hua's voice sounded a little sleepy.

"Company matters."

Jiang Hua gave a muffled reply, nestled against the man's chest, and fell asleep together.

...

Haishi is always gloomy and rainy in winter, and the sun hasn't come out for several days in a row.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Rong Xingzhi moved with his mother to a new residence. It was not as good as the villa in Tan Palace as before, but it was better than continuing to stay in the dilapidated old building.

"President Rong, everything has been moved. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Rong Xingzhi: "I am no longer the president of Xingchuang Technology, so you don't need to call me that. Just follow Wei Ran and do your job as the president's assistant. He won't treat you unfairly." Wei Ran was Rong Xingzhi's partner in founding Xingchuang. He was in charge of business development, while Rong Xingzhi was in charge of core technologies. The two of them started from scratch and worked their way up from the bottom to achieve their current success.

Han Jie asked with some regret, "You...really don't want to start a business anymore?"

“But all I want is to stay by your side. I started working with you after graduating from university, and so many years have passed in the blink of an eye. I… hope you can come back.”

A slight smile curved Rong Xingzhi's lips: "That position is not suitable for me."

"Let's go back."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Han Jie didn't say anything more. He turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a delicate and slender figure not far away. He exclaimed, "It's Miss Yue Sheng!"

Du Yuesheng was disheveled, wearing a hospital gown, and looked pale and weak. He had obviously run away from the hospital. Rong Xingzhi's eyes were cold and indifferent. He glanced at Du Yuesheng as if he were a stranger, then turned to leave.

"You really...didn't you ever like me at all?" Du Yuesheng stood in the wind, her long hair blowing, her eyes filled with sorrow as she looked at the man she had risked her life for, who had made her sick with longing, and who had tried every means to win him back. She had seen those cold eyes for three years, and had spent three years with him. He had always looked like that.

She thought Rong Xingzhi was just naturally cold-hearted, until she saw the video of the incident at the swimming pool in the capital on her phone. Only then did she realize that he could also have other emotions.

During those three years of companionship, until their engagement, she thought she could finally get close to his heart.

"What do I mean to you in these three years?" Du Yuesheng stood in the gentle breeze, swaying precariously, his eyes now seeming to hold only death.

Rong Xingzhi stopped in his tracks, without looking back at her. "I have transferred all of Xingchuang's shares to your name. We're even."

Liangqing?

Du Yuesheng couldn't accept this, and she took a step back, saying, "That's not what I want at all."

"Xingzhi, I can give up being the eldest daughter of the Du family, and I can have nothing at all. I just want to stay in your world for a while, to truly understand you, and... to be with you."

"Xingzhi, I really... like you."

I've never liked this before.

After Rong Xingzhi left, he stood on the second floor, glancing at the people still standing downstairs. He entered the dilapidated room, where Rong's mother was sitting at a folding dining table, drinking porridge. Rong Xingzhi sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and put some food into Rong's mother's bowl. "After you finish eating, we'll move."

"Just now, I heard a girl calling you from downstairs."

"Is it that little girl?" Rong's mother had never met Du Yuesheng, and Du Yuesheng was even less aware of it. He also had a mother suffering from a serious illness. Rong Xingzhi protected his most cherished relatives very well. Jiang Hua was the first girl Rong's mother came into contact with, and she was the first girl in Rong Xingzhi's life.

Rong Xingzhi: "She went back."

Rong's mother nodded. "You didn't win her over? Although I didn't see you, I could sense that you liked her. You're good in every way, but you never dare to express your true feelings to the people you care about."

"Then... who was that person who just spoke to you?"

Rong Xingzhi simply said, "He's just an acquaintance."

After finishing their last meal there, Rong Xingzhi helped his mother downstairs. Du Yuesheng looked at the woman beside him with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She didn't know who the woman was, but her first instinct told her that she was Rong Xingzhi's mother...

"Be careful." Rong Xingzhi walked to a black sedan, opened the passenger door, and helped her into the car. Du Yuesheng saw this and couldn't say a word.

Even after the car drove away, he never felt lonely for her. After the car had traveled a few dozen meters, Du Yuesheng could no longer hold on and fainted.

Jiang Hua woke up at 1 p.m. and received a call from Shen Yebai.

Shen Yebai: "Are you free?"

Jiang Hua lay face down, half her face still buried in the pillow, her voice languid, "Yeah, I'm at home, just woke up."

Shen Yebai: "I've come to find you."

Jiang Hua: "Mm."

Bai Ze.

Xie Huai said, "I didn't expect that in the end, Song Qingran would actually be able to persuade Madam Bai to let your Jiang family plead for them. But wouldn't that be unfair to Miss Jiang? Miss Jiang has suffered so much injustice in what happened before. If this matter is just let go like this, I'm afraid Miss Jiang will always feel uncomfortable."

Shen Yebai hung up the phone, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table. "The Bai family never interferes in these matters. What kind of person do you think would be worth the Bai family's intervention? To incur a favor from the Shen family?"

“But isn’t Song Qingran Madam Bai’s adopted goddaughter? Song Qingran has ties to those people involved in the incident, so I think it’s only right for her to plead for them. Could it be… that someone is behind this, trying to help those people? If Madam Bai really wanted to help Song Qingran, she should have stepped in on the very first day this happened.”

"The only one I can think of is Xia He?"

"What...what is her background? We can't find any information about her."

Shen Yebai: "These are all unimportant."

Now all he has to do is wait, wait... for the fire to start.

In today's capital, the Huo family has no place. If they want to return, they must abide by the rules.

However, considering the time frame, it is indeed about time.

"Miss Jiang, will you agree?"

“She will.” Shen Yebai stood up, walked past Xie Huai, and said a few words, “Go to Yulong Bay.”

Xie Huai: "Yes."

When Shen Yebai was coming over, Jiang Hua didn't stay in bed. After hanging up the phone, she got up, dressed casually, and tied her hair into a ponytail with a hairband. Her long, wavy hair fell smoothly over her shoulders, making her look like she was in high school.

"Young Master Shen."

Where is Huahua?

“This.” Jiang Hua sat on the sofa and raised her hand.

Shen Yebai stepped forward with a slight smile, took the pastries Xie Huai brought, and handed them to her. "Freshly made, osmanthus cake."

"Dad, I knew you were coming over, so I asked you to stay for lunch today."

Shen Yebai: "Okay."

Xie Huai said a few words to Xu Qiulan, and then Xu Qiulan dismissed the other servants. The entire hall was silent, with only the two of them remaining.

The people dispersed.

Shen Yebai sat down beside her, gazing at her with gentle eyes, watching the strands of hair that fell loosely by her ears, slightly curled and hanging down. "The Bai family has come to see me."

"I knew it. Song Qingran would definitely go back to the Bai family for help, so they've come to ask you to be their mediator, right? What are their demands? They want the Jiang family to drop the lawsuit? And what about you? What good will it do you to let them go?"

Shen Yebai: "The Shen family needs the support of the Bai family."

"I'm sorry, I know this is a little unfair to you."

"I…"

Jiang Hua shifted her body, turning to look at him with a solemn and serious expression. "Wouldn't it be better for you to let this go in the future?"

Although Jiang Hua didn't understand much about officialdom, she thought it was similar to business.

Shen Yebai: "What if I said yes?"

“Even if you disagree, I won’t blame you, Shen family…” Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Hua interrupted him, “To be honest, I’m actually very happy that my family can help you.”

"I can't keep clinging to you forever, can I?"

"I hope you get better and better, and have a smooth journey ahead."

Even if Jiang Hua can't change her own and her father's fate, it would be good if she could free the Shen family from the tragic fate of their previous life.

If one of them has to be sacrificed, then so be it... Anyway, Jiang Hua doesn't know how long she can live. The Jiang family has long since declined by her time, while the Shen family still has so many people who need to continue.

"Wait a moment, I'll go upstairs to get my phone and call Pei Zhan."

Jiang Group.

"It's just a mere 230 million, President Pei, why won't you accept it?" Xia He took out a bank card from her bag and placed it in front of Pei Zhan. Song Qingran stood behind Xia He, her meaning clear.

Pei Zhan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he stared at the person who had returned before him with displeasure. "In what capacity do you repay this debt for her?"