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

After staying in her room for several days, Jiang Hua finally left the hotel room to go to the restaurant for a meal.

She sat alone at a table in the corner by the window near the pillar. She wore a light-colored cotton and linen dress, and her waist-length hair was tied up with a crystal flower hairpin. Jiang Hua was quiet, dignified, and gentle. The scenery outside the French windows made her look as beautiful as if she had stepped out of a painting. She had a pointed chin and fair, delicate skin, and her whole body glowed white in the sunlight.

Jiang Hua's facial features are striking, exuding a bright and noble beauty. Even a single strand of her hair possesses an air of refinement, making it seem like an insult to look at her too long. Even in a crowd, she can captivate anyone at a glance.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Hua went to the restroom with the help of the waiter.

She was about to wash her hands when suddenly, a girl in a white dress, with a pure face and a flustered expression, who looked to be only in her early twenties, ran into the restroom. She was panting and glanced out into the corridor, as if someone was chasing her.

Jiang Hua saw her through the gap in the cubicle.

Not long after, two bodyguards dragged the girl out of the restroom.

Immediately afterwards, a loud argument broke out at the door.

Girl: "Let go! Let me go!"

"Pei Zhan! What do you want from me to let me go?!"

"I told you! I have a boyfriend, I won't like you, and I certainly won't be with a man who's already married!"

The man who walked in from around the corner of the corridor was dressed in a leather suit, tall and slender, exuding a chilling and domineering aura. "Why won't you obediently stay in the villa? You can call me if you need anything."

"Now I'm giving you two choices: either go back to school, finish your studies, go home on time every day, and cut off your relationship with your so-called boyfriend."

"Two... were locked up in a place full of flowers and were not allowed to go anywhere."

Tears welled up in Song Qingran's eyes and flowed down her cheeks.

Song Qingran was restrained by bodyguards. Pei Zhan raised his hand and carefully wiped away the clear tears from the corners of her eyes. "Have you thought about your choice?"

His voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable force.

"I don't want any of them!"

"You bastard! Go to hell!"

Song Qingran struggled several times, but was unable to break free from the bodyguard's grasp.

Pei Zhan's deep eyes narrowed, his emotions churning within them, carrying a hint of displeasure—a sign that he was about to get angry.

"If you still haven't learned your lesson after all this time, then you'll stay home and not be allowed to go anywhere."

Song Qingran went berserk, screaming at him in a fit of rage: "...Fine! You say your relationship with your wife is just a charade? If you're so capable, divorce her and marry me!"

"I'll stay with you and consider our relationship..."

"Pei Zhan, let me tell you! Even if I die, I will never be a third party!"

Pei Zhan's face darkened, and he coldly ordered, "Send back the 'Blooming Flowers'."

Song Qingran didn't expect him to find her so quickly; she had finally managed to escape from the bustling city.

Song Qingran threatened, "You've treated me like this, aren't you afraid I'll tell her?"

Pei Zhan knew exactly who the 'she' Song Qingran was referring to was.

Pei Zhan's eyes immediately dimmed: "Take him away."

Bodyguard: "Yes."

After Song Qingran was forcibly taken away, Pei Zhan picked up the phone, glanced at it, and then put it back in his pocket.

Should we get a divorce?

A fierce glint flashed in Pei Zhan's deep, dark eyes.

The man turned to leave, glancing sideways at the dimly lit area inside.

Just then, Zuo Xiangnan walked over, and Pei Zhan coldly ordered, "Clean it up."

Zuo Xiangnan nodded: "Yes."

After it got quiet outside, the waiter pushed Jiang Hua out.

Suppressing the suffocating pain in her heart, Jiang Hua smiled faintly and said, "Take me back to my room upstairs."

"Okay, miss."

Just as I was walking out the door, someone suddenly came towards me.

Zuo Xiangnan's pupils widened in surprise.

Miss?

Why is she here?

Isn't she in the flower garden?

She saw everything that just happened?

Having weathered many storms and always remained calm, Zuo Xiangnan suddenly became unsettled at this moment.

I can't even imagine what kind of bloodshed and carnage will follow!

Compared to Zuo Xiangnan's astonished expression, Jiang Hua's expression was extremely indifferent. She didn't look at the person in question, but instead pretended not to know him and brushed past Zuo Xiangnan.

Zuo Xiangnan was still standing there in a daze when Jiang Hua's indifferent voice rang out, "I will pretend that nothing happened."

"Don't tell him about my affairs."

The waiter pushing the wheelchair behind her assumed the words were directed at her, and she replied, "Yes, Miss."

Zuo Xiangnan knew perfectly well who he was actually saying those words to.

But Zuo Xiangnan found it hard to believe that these words would come from Jiang Hua's mouth.

Seeing that scene just now, shouldn't Jiang Hua have stood up immediately and made a scene like a madwoman?

But Jiang Hua was unusually calm...

What exactly is wrong with Jiang Hua?

He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Jiang Hua went back to her room to pack her things, and Xu Qiulan came to pick her up and take her back to the garden, where things were almost done.

The Bentley van had its air conditioning on, and the original heat was quickly dissipated.

Pei Zhan held his phone in his hand, seemingly waiting for something, and closed his eyes in deep thought, "How has she been lately?"

Pei Zhan has already gotten a new phone, and most of his important data has been transferred, except for some lost photos…

Those photos were mostly selfies taken by Jiang Hua with his phone, which took up memory and there was no need to keep them, so he simply didn't restore the data.

One sentence immediately made Zuo Xiangnan's heart jump, pounding in his chest, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, "The young lady should be resting at home, right?"

Little did he know, a bead of cold sweat had already trickled down Zuo Xiangnan's forehead.

Pei Zhan was once just a low-level employee. The following year, he was promoted to sales manager, and Pei Zhan became his assistant. Pei Zhan continued to climb the ranks until he became the general manager of Jiang's Jewelry Group. Pei Zhan then rose through the ranks again and became his assistant.

Zuo Xiangnan, having followed Pei Zhan, had also witnessed all sorts of scheming and backstabbing in the business world.

Never before had he felt such torment as he was now.

Zuo Xiangnan ultimately lied and didn't tell him the truth.

Pei Zhan remained silent.

There was just an indescribable strange feeling in my heart.

He quickly suppressed this strange feeling.

Pei Zhan returned to the flower garden before Jiang Hua.

Upon arriving at the underground parking lot, Pei Zhan noticed that Jiang Hua's Porsche was not there, and his brow furrowed in disappointment.

I pressed my fingerprint to unlock the door and returned to the bridal chamber I hadn't been back to in a long time.

The facilities inside were all completely renovated.

The furniture was replaced, and the living room, which used to be full of Jiang Hua's things, was completely cleaned up. Even the photos she had hung on the wall were all removed, and the room returned to its usual cold and quiet state.

Pei Zhan went to the master bedroom. The wedding photos were still hanging on the wall, and the wardrobe was open. Now, only Pei Zhan's few shirts and suit jackets were hanging in the corner.

Jiang Hua usually enjoys shopping, buying all kinds of clothes and filling her closet, but now all her clothes have been cleared out.

Pei Zhan had just stepped inside when he heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened.