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

The moment Jiang Hua's identity was revealed in the video, the entire audience was in an uproar. Everyone was shocked and incredulous. She should have realized it, she should have realized it long ago. She was the heiress of the Jiang Group, Mr. Pei's true first wife.

A sharp, tearing pain shot through Song Qingran's heart. She thought about how Jiang Hua had seen her interact with him, how she got out of Mr. Pei's car, and how Jiang Hua looked at her with such contempt. She was afraid that Jiang Hua would misunderstand her and think that she had some kind of transactional relationship with Mr. Pei.

However, from the moment she knew she existed, it seemed she was already certain that even though she had stayed by Mr. Pei's side for so many years, she didn't care at all.

She wasn't even a threat to Jiang Hua, yet she had repeatedly and ridiculously appeared before Jiang Hua, trying to make her hide her affair with Mr. Pei.

Was it true that at that time, she saw herself as a clown, as a homewrecker, someone who broke up someone else's family, standing next to Mr. Pei?

After all, she was the high and mighty heiress of the Jiang Group, while she was just an ordinary person. How could such a heiress possibly take her seriously?

No wonder she was always hostile towards her no matter how much she tried to treat her well.

At the end of the video, watching those scions of wealthy and powerful families in the capital step forward one by one to prove her identity, not only her identity, but also her appearance and background, she was simply incomparable to them.

Mr. Pei, it's only natural that you could fall in love with someone like him; she shouldn't even have any designs on him.

But you were the one who said you wanted to be with me first…

At this moment, her heart was aching terribly…

It felt like needles were piercing her heart, and blood was dripping from her chest. She felt suffocated, and even the original wounds were numb and she couldn't feel any pain.

Recalling all the wonderful moments they shared, a surge of intense emotion welled up in her chest, bringing tears to her eyes.

Heavy footsteps sounded outside the ward door, and a figure emerged from the dark corridor, slowly approaching. "How about it, having your feelings deceived and toyed with?"

"Do you feel like you'd rather be dead?"

Xu Zhoulan looked at her heartbroken expression; this was the second time he had ever seen such a devastated look in her eyes.

Xu Zhoulan moved closer to her, gently wiping away her tears. His soft, gentle words were like a deadly poison mixed with arsenic, "You should have been the biggest winner in this game. If Jiang Hua hadn't been there, you two would have been together, wouldn't you?"

"He once had feelings for you, and thought about transferring that girl's love to you. He clearly loved you, but because of Jiang Hua's methods, he took all his love away from you overnight. Isn't it Jiang Hua who stole everything from you now?"

"Lu Yuanzhou is a good person, but he betrayed your love and was forced to stay in the Blooming Flowers area for so many years."

"For Lu Yuanzhou, you rejected his love time and time again amidst the blooming flowers, remaining chaste for him. What a pity... If only you had known earlier, you would have accepted his feelings for you and been with him properly."

"It's not that bad. It's too late to regret it now..."

"Jiang Hua...would never have had the chance to take advantage of the situation and steal away Mr. Pei, who originally belonged to you..."

Upon seeing the girl's moved and unwilling expression, Xu Zhoulan's lips curled into a wicked smile. He lightly lifted her chin with his fingers, watching her tears well up. "Look at you now. If I were you, I would regret it too. He was the one who forced you to stay by his side, he was the one who made you fall in love."

"Now... it's been easily taken away by another woman!"

"You two should be together..."

"The Jiang family, the Huo family... which one isn't yours?"

...

As Jiang Hua listened to the letter he read, she unknowingly fell asleep, her resentment gone. When the elderly Elisa woke up, he told her everything. Years ago, he was rescued from the smoke of battle by his comrades and remained in a coma for three years. After he woke up, he went back to look for Elisa, but she was not there. Their place had also suffered from the ravages of war. Some said she had died, while others said she had married someone else and left.

He dragged his crippled leg, inquiring about her while going to places she had been, but he found no trace of her.

Along the way, he adopted one orphan after another who had been abandoned by the war. Later, with the help of kind people, he opened an orphanage to take in these children.

Elisa noticed the other woman beside him; she was the vice-director who had helped him establish the orphanage, and the children around them were all children they had adopted…

He hadn't betrayed their love. Elisa had held on until now, clinging to her convictions. But upon seeing him again, her convictions vanished. Elisa only lived for another six months before passing away...

They had been separated for over sixty years, but for Elisa, these short six months had already filled the void left by their separation.

Fortunately, God eventually allowed us to meet again. Fortunately... we still love each other, and we have never given up on each other.

The ending of the book was written by Elisa with his help. She felt she should have died in the heavy snow on the street, and the title "Rebirth" implies that she did not truly die...

These written letters are proof of their love.

Seeing her fast asleep, Pei Zhan held her soft, clasped hand quietly in his palm. His broad chest blocked the glaring light, making Jiang Hua appear even more petite in his arms. Pei Zhan picked her up and gently placed her on the bed…

Kagel came in at this moment and sent the second book, which had not yet been published, from France overnight after being revised, typeset, and printed in just a few days. Kagel delivered it to him as soon as he received it.

Kagel: "Young mistress, I think she will be happy if she sees it tomorrow."

Jiang Hua slept soundly through the night without any dreams, until she naturally woke up.

At noon, outside the cruise ship, a maid had just come out of her room when she ran into the man returning home. "Young Master."

"Young mistress, she's awake."

Pei Zhan responded, and when he entered the room, Jiang Hua was sitting on the bed, reading the book. She didn't even glance at him when she heard him enter.

In fact, Jiang Hua woke up at 7:30. After seeing this book, she has been reading it until now. In the morning, the maid came in and brought her breakfast, which Jiang Hua just ate casually and drank half a glass of milk.

"get up?"

After reading half of it, Jiang Hua made a mark with a bookmark, closed the book, and said, "Hmm."

Pei Zhan selected a light-colored long dress and a loose-fitting knitted cardigan from the prepared wardrobe. Jiang Hua threw off the covers, went barefoot to the bathroom, washed up, changed her clothes, and then left the room with him. "Where have you been so early in the morning?"

How long are we planning to stay here?

Pei Zhan: "Stay as long as you want."

The lunch was rather light, and she didn't have much of an appetite when she first woke up, so she only drank half a bowl of seafood porridge. Pei Zhan peeled shrimp for her while she was sitting next to him. She didn't want to eat it at first, but she couldn't resist. When she really couldn't eat anymore, Pei Zhan finished off the rest of her food.

When the cruise ship docked, on the island they had passed the night before, Jiang Hua saw a bamboo house that had been built overnight. She was somewhat surprised. Pei Zhan had given her what she called a surprise, but... for Jiang Hua, it really was.

"Like it?"

Jiang Hua ignored him with an air of arrogance, smoothing her long hair that had been ruffled by the wind. "It's alright."

Kagel took out a red lace headband from the side and thoughtfully handed it to Pei Zhan, saying, "Today's wind won't affect the young mistress's mood for playing on the beach."

Looking inside the bamboo house, which has everything you could need, it is built into the gaps between the two sides of the mountain wall. It is sturdy and windproof. I can feel a gentle, warm breeze blowing in. It is neither too hot nor too cold, and the temperature is just right.

Jiang Hua gazed at the scenery by the bamboo window. From a distance, she could see the faint shadows of the capital city. This place was usually bustling with tourists and was considered the most popular tourist attraction in the capital. Today, however, there was no one there. It seemed that he had booked the entire island.

Jiang Hua sat quietly at a dressing table woven from bamboo, with a solid wood comb beside her. She looked at the man behind her who was cutting her hair and tying it with a hairband. "Do you know how?" she asked.

Pei Zhan: "Let's give it a try."

Pei Zhan from Wuchuan also combed her hair. She was very young then, and her hair was messy. In the dark room, he braided two pigtails for her. He wasn't very skilled at first, but he gradually got the hang of it.

She... probably doesn't remember.

Back then, in the dark basement room of Wuchuan, Xiao Jianghua couldn't stand the sticky and smelly feeling on her body, so she made a fuss about asking him to heat up bath water for her. Her shrill voice pierced through the basement, "I don't want to... I just want to take a bath."

"I want to take a bath! I don't want to be a stinky kid."

"Ugh... you coward, I want to take a shower. If you don't let me take a shower, I'll bother you here every day."

"I'll not only bother you, I'll also yell at you."

"You good-for-nothing, you country bumpkin, you orphan dog, I curse you to be a penniless pauper your whole life and never be able to find a wife. Even if you do find a wife, she'll curse you every day and annoy you to death."

"Did you hear me, you penniless loser? I want to take a shower."

Pei Zhan waited outside, and when he had no other choice, he could only let her take a bath. Unexpectedly, she developed a fever and fell into a coma. There was no electricity in the basement, only an oil lamp, so Pei Zhan could only dry her with a towel. When he combed her hair, Xiao Jianghua cried in pain. She was sick and still suffering from his torment.

She was already in a bad mood because she was sick, and then she cried all night, coughing and running a high fever, wiping her tears and snot all over him.

Pei Zhan remained silent, as if resigned to his fate, and combed her messy hair, clumsily braiding it into a plait.

After that, Pei Zhan only allowed her to shower once a week. On other days, he would let her wipe herself down. After each shower, he would comb her hair. Over time, Pei Zhan became quite skilled at it.

Jiang Hua withdrew her gaze and looked at herself in the mirror. Pei Zhan had neatly tied her long braid with a red headband and placed it on her right shoulder. Two strands of hair were slightly curled by her ears, giving her a lazy and virtuous beauty. This was a different style from Jiang Hua's usual outfit. In addition, she was wearing a light blue floral print sundress with a hollowed-out knitted cardigan on top, which made her look even more gentle.

But her eyes, both flirtatious and full of a defensive aggression, created a strong visual impact that made her unforgettable.

Jiang Hua looked in the mirror and still looked beautiful.

Yet he speaks without thinking.

"It's alright, just so-so."

Pei Zhan: "If you like it, that's good."

Jiang Hua: "Who likes you? You're just being presumptuous."

Outside the main building, waves kept crashing against the shore, the sound of the waves was surging and magnificent. Last night, the management personnel of this area had cleaned up the beach thoroughly, removing all the sharp objects buried under the sand. Even if you were barefoot, you wouldn't get scratched.

I love the sea, and I especially love finding those colorful seashells washed ashore on the beach, holding them to my ear, as if I can hear the sound of the waves inside.

Jiang Hua chased after the waves ahead, while Pei Zhan followed leisurely behind her, his gaze fixed on her slender back, unwilling to look away for even a minute. The wisps of hair on the man's forehead were blown up, revealing his deep, dark eyes, which were filled with a faint tenderness and doting affection.

Seeing her squatting on the shore, wondering what she had found, Pei Zhan walked over to her, bent one knee, and squatted down as well. "What did you find?"

Jiang Hua cleaned the pink, translucent seashell she had found, brushed away the sand, and held it up to the sunlight. "Isn't it pretty?"

"Well, it's beautiful."

As he spoke, his gaze lingered on her smiling face.

Jiang Hua: "I'll find some more and make a necklace for Bao'er."

Pei Zhan moved his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but Jiang Hua had already gotten up and run away. As she walked, she turned around and backed away, looking at him as she said, "Why are you walking so slowly!"

"Pei Zhan, am I beautiful?"

Fear drowned out her voice by the waves, she cried out.

"very beautiful."

"Then why don't you come and chase me? I'll count to three, and if you can't catch me, you're not allowed to sleep with me tonight." Jiang Hua laughed and started running.

Before she could even count to two, Jiang Hua was picked up in her arms. "Ah..."

"happy?"

“Happy.” Jiang Hua said, looking into his eyes.

Pei Zhan slowly approached her, his forehead touching hers, their noses meeting. In their eyes, they saw each other's faces clearly, and a deep love began to spread between them, their hot breaths mingling.

When emotions run deep, it's hard to tell who makes the first move; breaths catch, hearts flutter, and a kiss comes as naturally as a spring breeze...

...

Xia He disagreed. Song Qingran was risking a relapse of her wound to go to the police station to see Xue Ruyao, who was being held in a detention cell. But she couldn't resist Xia He's request. "I know you're worried about your friend, but you can only stay for five minutes, understand?"

Song Qingran said weakly, "Yes, thank you, Aunt Xia."

Song Qingran was still wearing Xia He's expensive coat. When she was taken into the surveillance room by the police, Xue Ruyao was also taken out. In just a few days, she had become so thin that she was unrecognizable.

After everyone left and only they remained, Song Qingran picked up the phone and put it to her ear.

Xue Ruyao looked at her, her eyes filled with panic and fear, "Qingran...please save me..."

"Aren't we best friends?"

Song Qingran's eyes, however, were colder and more unfamiliar than she had ever seen before. "Why should I save you?"

"Isn't this your own fault?"