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

In the quiet night, the hospital, which was originally peaceful, was now bustling with people, and ambulances came one after another.

At the private hospital in Jing'an, all the regular wards were full, and even the VIP wards were vacated to treat seriously ill patients.

Jiang Hua survived the flood disaster. She came to the hospital with a medical rescue team. It took half a month for the roads to be cleared. During this time, she stayed with ordinary people who were affected by the flood.

Whether it was she lucky or blessed by God, she survived the car accident and even escaped this flood disaster.

He only had a minor scrape on his forehead, and the rest of his body was... so-so.

She sat in the infusion room next door, eyes closed, leaning back in her chair, her eyes showing a hint of weariness. "Pretty sister, have some water..."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Hua opened her eyes. She quickly took the water cup from the little girl's hand and took a sip. "A Yuan, there are so many people in the hospital, why don't you go stay in Dad's office? Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

The little girl's eyes betrayed her worry. "It's okay, Daddy asked me to take care of you, sister. Sister, does your head... still hurt?"

Jiang Hua shook her head, looking at the cute little girl in front of her. If... her child were still alive, would she be as cute as A Yuan?

Being told by the hospital that she could not conceive was a lifelong pain for Jiang Hua. When she was diagnosed with a congenital heart disease, it was already destined that she would never be able to have her own child in this lifetime.

"My sister doesn't feel any pain at all."

"Dad went for surgery, and it might take a very long time for him to recover..."

"Sister, your IV drip is finished. I'll go call the nurse for you."

Jiang Hua didn't forget to look at the little girl, A Yuan, dressed in a princess dress with a gentle gaze. Even without his wife, Wen Huaishi could still take good care of her. It was clear that he really loved the child he had with his wife.

Jiang Hua…

I also really like A-Yuan.

It's just a pity that... they might never see each other again.

She hadn't forgotten what she'd told her father...

When Ah-Yuan led the nurse to their seats in the infusion room in the corridor, she found that the nurse had disappeared.

A-Yuan: "Where's my sister?"

However, just then, Zuo Xiangnan found out Jiang Hua's location and immediately rushed to the hospital to ask the receptionist.

The receptionist said, "I'm sorry, sir, we have too many patients today. We can't keep up with the volume of patients. Why don't you call them?"

Zuo Xiangnan also found it strange, "What accident happened today?"

The receptionist explained, "These patients were all transferred from other places. Ping'an County was flooded, and many areas were submerged. The nearby hospitals are in the same state."

"As for Miss Jiang, you should contact her yourself by phone."

Zuo Xiangnan was still a step too late; the person was gone. He immediately drove back to the hotel where the banquet had already ended.

Hilton six-star hotel.

In the makeshift dressing room, Song Qingran removed her makeup, still wearing the custom-made, expensive white short dress, with Pei Zhan's black suit jacket draped over her shoulders.

Her voice echoed in my mind…

Jiang Hua: "Pei Zhan, listen to me carefully. I bought this dress for you. If you ever dare to let another woman wear it, I'll burn it all. And I'll never buy you anything again. Do you understand?"

Standing in front of the man, Song Qingran was still reeling from the dazzling stage show. Everything that had happened today felt like a dream to her.

Song Qingran bowed ninety degrees and said, "Thank you, Mr. Pei, for giving me the opportunity to stand on the stage and showcase my work today. I will definitely study hard and live up to your support."

However, at that moment, Zuo Xiangnan strode over and whispered something in Pei Zhan's ear.

“Mr. Pei, if you have something to do, you don’t need to worry about me. Uncle Guo will take me back with the driver you arranged. If you have something important to do, you can go ahead.”

You really don't need to worry about me!

Song Qingran waved her hand.

If he leaves, she can at least take a look at her brother on the way. She lowered her eyes, a hint of worry flashing across them.

He must be very worried about not being by his brother's side for so long.

Song Qingran's phone number had been changed by the domineering man in front of her. She didn't know what he had done to her phone, but she couldn't even get through to her brother's phone.

The man was insightful; his deep eyes saw through the girl's thoughts.

"I'll take you back first."

"Okay." Song Mingzhu opened her eyes wide as if nothing had happened, and nodded vigorously to hide her guilty conscience.

Song Qingran walked obediently beside the man, tilting her head to examine his handsome and deep features, seemingly lost in thought.

Pei Zhan, one hand in his pocket, exuded a captivating aura of restraint in his black suit. His deep, sinister gaze and every word and action revealed the demeanor befitting a businessman. However, such an aura is not something everyone possesses. Just now, Song Qingran had seen many beautiful and sexy models backstage and slipped Pei Zhan their contact information. Her purpose... was self-evident.

"What are you looking at?" the man suddenly asked.

Like a little girl who had done something wrong, Song Qingran immediately turned her head away, lowering her head with a hint of embarrassment on her face, "N-nothing..."

How strange, why is her heart beating so fast?

She knew that everything she had today was something she had always longed for but could never have achieved, and she never imagined that she could obtain it so easily.

It's all because... the man in front of me likes me...

These honors, these accolades, these...beautiful dresses...

Even contact with these high-society people...

She was just an ordinary person, and she never dared to dream of such things.

No matter how good he is, she will never stay by his side forever. She already has someone she likes, and when the time is right, she will do everything she can to leave him.

She was never infatuated with these illusory things, and she knew all of this was not hers to possess…

Actually... if he doesn't get angry and doesn't force him to do anything...

He is really good.

But her heart wasn't with the man in front of her at all.

The three of them entered the elevator.

Zuo Xiangnan pressed the elevator button to go downstairs.

Song Qingran: "Actually, I really want to thank you for giving me this opportunity and allowing those people to get to know me. Mr. Pei, thank you so much."

Pei Zhan: "Mm."

As usual, his reply was merely an interjection.

It was almost 10:30 when we returned to the bustling city.

In preparation for her debut, Song Qingran got up early, found her most satisfying work, and used herself as the model to display it in front of everyone. Although she was ordinary and not eye-catching in the crowd, she had done enough.

Pei Zhan closed his eyes to rest, then felt a weight on his shoulder. The man opened his eyes and looked at the girl who had fallen asleep. He reached out to touch her face.

Seemingly afraid of disturbing the girl, he withdrew his hand.

The car stopped, and Pei Zhan carried the girl out of the car. Instead of going to the side bedroom, he went to the master bedroom next door…

Pei Zhan stood at the door, turned off the lights in the room, took one last look, then closed the door.

Zuo Xiangnan, who was waiting outside, gave Jiang Hua's last report: "Miss Jiang has returned safely to the Jinsha Bay Apartment..."

"Should we go over there?"