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

Jiang Hua quickly helped the person on the ground up and pressed the nurse call button. When the nurse rushed over, Jiang Hua scolded her, "A ward that costs ten thousand a day, is this how you take care of patients?"

"If a patient falls off the bed and something happens, how much of your salary can you afford to compensate them?"

The nurse kept bowing and apologizing to Jiang Hua, her eyes slightly red. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Miss Jiang, it was my oversight. Please calm down. I can't lose this job opportunity. Mrs. Wen instructed that Mr. Wen needs to rest quietly at this time, so... I didn't dare to disturb him. I'm so sorry. I will definitely not make such a mistake next time."

Ji Liangchuan's gentle voice rang out slowly: "Alright, don't be angry. I'm fine."

"You go out first."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen." The nurse quickly left.

Jiang Hua had noticed that every time she came, Bai Rui deliberately created opportunities for her to be alone with Ji Liangchuan, so Jiang Hua never saw her there.

Just then, Bai Rui appeared outside the door. She was wearing a bright green cheongsam, her long hair was tied up, and two slightly curled strands of hair fell by her ears. She was carrying a pearl handbag. She smiled slightly at Jiang Hua, and then looked at the person on the hospital bed with a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Don't misunderstand, I'm here to deliver the divorce certificate."

Bai Rui took out a divorce certificate from her bag and placed it on a table near the door. "I hope you can reconcile and be together happily."

"In one's life, more difficult than gain is being able to be with the one you love."

"I won't bother you anymore from now on."

After leaving a few words, Bai Rui glanced at him one last time, endured the pain in her internal organs, and turned to leave.

Watching her departing figure, Jiang Hua stood there, but for some reason, her heart felt heavy, as if something was blocking it, and she couldn't find an outlet for her feelings.

For the first two days, the second two days, and for two or three weeks in a row, Jiang Hua was almost always at the hospital taking care of Ji Liangchuan. She, who never used to serve tea or water to anyone, had now learned to put aside her haughty young lady attitude. When he was thirsty, Jiang Hua would pour him water; when he was hungry, she would have Xu Ma secretly bring him prepared meals from Yulong Bay to the hospital.

She placed the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Try it. I specially asked Aunt Xu to make it for you this time. It's your favorite dish from before."

Ji Liangchuan: "Alright, you should go back now. Dad won't be angry if he knows you're here. You and Pei Zhan have a lot of things to do now, so don't waste your time on me. I'm... fine now. I'm recovering well, and I can be discharged from the hospital in a while. Go back now."

The moment she finished speaking, the bodyguard at the door appeared. "Miss, Chairman Jiang says you should go back now."

During this time, she secretly came to the hospital to visit Ji Liangchuan without her father's knowledge. Perhaps her father saw through her little scheme, so every time, she would use Bao'er as an excuse, or find someone else to sneak out behind her father's back. She knew that she couldn't hide it from him by doing so.

When Jiang Hua was personally escorted back to Yulong Bay by the bodyguards arranged by her father, a teacup was smashed in front of her. Immediately following was Jiang Weiguo's thunderous rage, as he smashed a teacup directly in front of Jiang Hua, shouting, "Do you even know who you are now?"

"You've become increasingly lawless since he came back."

Jiang Hua lowered her eyes, remaining calm in the face of her father's anger.

Seeing this, Xu Qiulan quickly stepped forward and said, "Sir, please don't be angry. Miss is just going to visit a friend."

"There's no need for you two to argue over such a trivial matter."

Xu Qiulan really didn't know who the other person was, that the young lady would visit him every day. Ever since Young Master Pei went on a business trip, the young lady had rarely contacted him.

Re-holding the wedding should have been a good thing, but now it's making the conflict between the couple even more strained.

"Doesn't Dad understand everything?"

“If his father hadn’t insisted on sending him away, he wouldn’t have been so badly injured and suffered so much outside.”

"Don't we owe him?"

“If it weren’t for Ji Liangchuan, I might have died in Wuchuan. I don’t understand, just because he can’t manage the company like Pei Zhan, does that mean Dad should hate him?”

"It's impossible between us now. I just want to make up for what the Jiang family has owed him over the years. What did I do wrong?"

“You and Pei Zhan have been keeping the fact that Wen Qian is Ji Liangchuan a secret from me. Whenever he appears, you are thinking about how to get rid of him.”

"But Ji Liangchuan has no other relatives besides us. Is Dad really going to be so heartless?"

"Please, I'm begging you! Please don't send him away again."

Jiang Hua has always been such a proud person. From childhood to adulthood, she has almost never softened her tone or begged anyone. Even though she still likes Ji Liangchuan, she can't bear to see the person she cares about get hurt because of the people around her.

She knew that if it weren't for this wedding re-organization, and if she hadn't suddenly wanted to invite Ji Liangchuan back to attend, her father and Pei Zhan would have had hundreds of ways to prevent him from ever returning.

Jiang Weiguo knew Jiang Hua's personality, but he didn't expect her to become more and more spoiled and willful. He shook his head helplessly, "Ever since he came back, your mind has been elsewhere from this wedding."

“Since you can’t let go of what happened between Pei Zhan and Song Qingran, and if you want to continue to act recklessly, your father can’t control you.”

“As long as Pei Zhan doesn’t care about you and you don’t divorce Pei Zhan, Dad… will do whatever you want.”

Jiang Hua stood at the door, "I want him to come back and live at home."

Jiang Weiguo walked past Jiang Hua with a cold expression. When he reached her, he stopped and said, "You're all grown up now. Dad won't interfere with any of your decisions."

"You can handle everything yourself."

After saying these words, Jiang Weiguo left the villa and went fishing in the artificial lake.

Xu Qiulan was still in shock. He was actually Young Master Liangchuan. But he had disappeared for so many years, and the young lady hadn't been able to find him. So why did he suddenly return just when the young lady and Young Master Pei were about to hold their wedding?

Jiang Hua's decision wouldn't be changed so easily, so she had Xu Ma clean up Ji Liangchuan's room again.

When her father was heartless and wanted to erase all traces of Ji Liangchuan from the Jiang family, Jiang Hua secretly took some of his favorite music books and the pieces he had composed from his room.

Jiang Hua went to the warehouse, personally carried the box out, wiped off the thick layer of dust on it, gently wiped away the dust that had risen to the surface, and placed it on the bookshelf.

“Aunt Xu, please clean the room more thoroughly. No one has lived in this room for many years. I don’t know if he’ll be used to it.”

Xu Qiulan said with lingering fear, "Miss, should we tell Young Master Pei about Liangchuan's matter?"

"If Master Pei knew, he would probably be unhappy."

Jiang Hua dusted off her hands and said nonchalantly, "What right does he have to be unhappy? Even if he is unhappy, it's just a matter of retaliating."

"When he brought Song Qingran back to the Jiang family to humiliate me, why didn't he consider my feelings?"

"Besides... who is he? If Dad had agreed to my relationship with Ji Liangchuan back then, Pei Zhan, that country bumpkin, would be nowhere to be found. There would never have been a chance for me and him in this lifetime."

Xu Qiulan: "So, Miss still cares about what happened to Master Pei in the past. By doing this, Miss, aren't you making your relationship with Master Pei more and more distant?"

Jiang Hua stared blankly at the long-unused study, lost in thought. "This is something our Jiang family owes him. He's the last person who has the right to care."

“He has more than just me in his heart; he should understand this better than I do.”

"If he wants the wedding to go ahead as planned, he shouldn't interfere in my affairs."

In Xu Qiulan's view, the young lady was just saying one thing and meaning another.

It's nothing more than wanting to make Young Master Pei jealous and concerned...

The master didn't care, and she was just a maid, so there was nothing to say about her.

That evening, Jiang Hua sat on the bed texting Ji Liangchuan. Around nine o'clock, Jiang Hua exited the chat and saw Pei Zhan's black profile picture. As if possessed, she clicked on the chat box. Usually, they would chat about trivial things, and if there was anything, they would just call each other directly, or meet in person to talk about some innocuous topics.

Looking at their messages, it's already been three months.

She opened Pei Zhan's social media account again and found no updates. The only person he followed was Jiang Hua's account. Jiang Hua rarely posted selfies on this account; she mostly shared things about her life.

I stared at the page, lost in thought, for almost ten minutes.

However, Jiang Hua edited a string of text and a picture, then clicked publish.

Haishi, Linhai Building.

Pei Zhan personally led the finance team, working overtime for more than half a month to thoroughly investigate all the accounts. The accounts that had been balanced were found to have a shortfall of nearly 1.2 billion.

All of Hai Shi's top executives embezzled company funds by abusing their positions. All of them were dismissed and investigated. In order to keep the company running as usual, Pei Zhan personally handled most of the core affairs.

After signing the last document, the man's phone vibrated. It was an update on Jiang Huayi's social media. Pei Zhan picked up the phone and opened it to browse.

This is the first time I've cleaned the room, and it's fairly clean.

Below is Jiang Hua, looking at a photo of the cleaned room. The room is decorated mainly in white. Pei Zhan has been living with her in Yulong Bay for so long, how could he not know who the previous owner of this room was?

In an instant, a cold and dangerous aura emanated from Pei Zhan, spreading wildly throughout the office, and even the corners of the walls seemed to freeze into a layer of frost.

'Bang!' Pei Zhan's phone slammed into a floor-to-ceiling window, shattering instantly.

Hearing the commotion, Zuo Xiangnan immediately went into the office to check. "President Pei!"

"Get out!" The man's eyes were bloodshot, concealing a strong sense of malevolence.

"Yes." Zuo Xiangnan didn't dare to linger and immediately withdrew.

Looks like I'll have to work overtime again tonight.

If things continue like this, he will die suddenly, but sooner or later something bad will happen to the people inside.

Zuo Xiangnan glanced at his phone, did a quick search, and found out why the person inside was angry.

Because, in addition to handling company affairs, Zuo Xiangnan also kept a close eye on this young lady's every move. She saw Jiang Hua's post, followed immediately by Ji Liangchuan's post above her, with only about a minute's difference between the two.

I'm back, and you're still here.

Thank you for remembering me.

With Ji Liangchuan interfering at this crucial moment, his intentions are obvious. It seems that... whether this wedding can proceed as planned is now in doubt.

However, Zuo Xiangnan discovered that in the blink of an eye, this young lady deleted the post again, for reasons unknown.

Is this because they're afraid of being seen by President Pei and getting involved with Ji Liangchuan?

It's probably...too late.

...

The next day, Jiang Hua had a bit of insomnia. At eight o'clock in the morning, she was called to the wedding venue by the etiquette teacher invited by her grandfather to discuss the wedding arrangements for more than a month later. In a Chinese wedding, every move needs to be carefully planned, including every action and word.

With her temper, Jiang Hua became impatient after only an hour.

"I'm not training anymore."

The etiquette instructor looked at Jiang Huai with some difficulty, "Miss, this won't do. The wedding venue has already been decorated. If we don't practice now, the ceremony won't be able to proceed."

Jiang Huai: "What's wrong?"

"It's too complicated, I don't want to practice anymore."

Jiang Hua: "Grandpa, how about we change to a Western style? Anyway, we still have time. We can still change it now."

Jiang Huai frowned. "This kind of thing can't be changed so easily. Huahua, this is not something to be taken lightly."

Jiang Hua: "I'm not feeling well, is this not okay?"

"Grandpa, I'm really tired."

Nothing can compare to Jiang Hua's precious body.

Jiang Huai had always been lenient with his daughter, who had given birth to his only granddaughter. "It was your grandfather who didn't think things through and forgot to take care of your health."

"There's still time, we should still make it in time."

"Rearranging it is not difficult."

"Just don't forget to call Pei Zhan and tell him."

"Yes, I will. Thank you, Grandpa."

Jiang Hua was clearly somewhat distracted.

After returning home, Jiang Weiguo received a last-minute notification that the wedding format had to be changed. When he hung up the phone, Jiang Weiguo frowned with some dissatisfaction, but he was also concerned about Jiang Hua's health, so when he saw her return, he didn't say anything to blame her.

"Are you feeling unwell again? Should we call a doctor to come and take a look?"

Jiang Hua: "No need, I just think it's too complicated and I don't want to rehearse anymore. I'd rather have a Western-style wedding, which is simpler."

Jiang Weiguo: "Is it because you're not feeling well, or is it because Pei Zhan hasn't contacted you, so you're using this method to spite him?"

Jiang Hua scoffed, "Who cares what he thinks?"

"I just feel so tired."

"That country bumpkin doesn't deserve me to wear a phoenix coronet and wedding gown. Marrying him is just a formality."

Holding her phone, Xu Qiulan walked up to Jiang Weiguo with a strange expression. "Sir... it's Mr. Pei on the phone..."

Oh no, I wonder if Young Master Pei heard what the young lady just said.