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

Jiang Hua looked over and saw that it was Xu Ma who came out of the room, carrying a basket of dirty clothes. She rushed out and said, "Miss, you're awake. I've changed the sheets and blankets for you. Why don't you go inside and sleep?"

Jiang Hua tried to stand up. Her feet didn't hurt as much anymore. She didn't know when a pair of slippers had appeared in front of the sofa. She ignored them and walked away. Whether what happened last night was real or not, she would just treat it as a dream, a favor she had been given. She didn't care at all.

"...The smell in the room has mostly dissipated, and I've lit your favorite aromatherapy."

"Miss, how many times have I told you, you can't walk barefoot, it's bad for your health."

Jiang Hua lazily scratched her hair and walked into the room. "Aunt Xu doesn't need to go through all this trouble anymore."

"What's wrong? Don't you like this one? I'll bring more back when I go back to Royal Dragon Bay, so Miss can choose one."

Jiang Hua turned slightly, her expression unlike anything she had ever seen before. "No need..." she paused, then continued, "When I was at home, I always made them do this and that. Did you... think I was a nuisance?"

Xu Qiulan was stunned. "How could that be, Miss? We do as much work as we're paid. Besides... the master has never mistreated us. There are quite a few servants in the house who want to stay."

Xu Qiulan thought that she must be confused from sleeping to say such things.

Jiang Hua recalled the girl in the brocade-like garden she had secretly spied on. Song Qingran was playing and laughing with all the servants in the villa, and she could hear all their happy laughter.

Thinking back on herself, all she could think of were her difficult and troublesome nature. Every time she returned to Yulong Bay, Jiang Hua couldn't help but notice the panic and fear beneath the expressions of the servants...

Every time there's a hair on the bed, the food is too bland or too salty, or her favorite clothes are missing, she'll yell at them. That's probably why they're so afraid of her.

Compared to the vibrant and bustling atmosphere, Yulong Bay feels much colder…

Jiang Hua is naturally cold and aloof because of her physical disability. Her father has always protected her very well, fearing that she would not be able to adapt to the school environment. He has hired tutors and enrolled her in the best educational institutions for extracurricular activities.

But even with the best educational resources, her test scores were still terrible.

"Never mind, pretend I never said what I said today."

She might not be able to be as likable as Song Qingran.

In Xu Qiulan's eyes, Jiang Hua's appearance showed that the young lady had indeed changed somewhat. It seemed that she had started to consider other people's issues, which was actually a good thing. The young lady could no longer be as willful as before.

Young lady, you'll have to grow up eventually.

After cooking for Jiang Hua, Xu Qiulan watched her finish eating, cleaned up the dishes, and then returned to Yulong Bay.

However, in a traditional-style four-cornered pavilion in Yulong Bay, Jiang Weiguo was playing chess with Pei Zhan. "How is her foot?"

Xu Qiulan reported, "It's nothing serious, she's much better. It's just that the young lady caught a bit of a cold last night while sleeping on the sofa. She took her medicine and rested."

"You don't need to come over during this time. Go over there to take care of her. I'm afraid she won't be able to take care of herself on her own."

"I understand, sir. Once Miss is in a better mood, I will persuade her to come home." Xu Qiulan glanced at Pei Zhan beside her, but said nothing. Unexpectedly, Jiang Weiguo then said, "If she doesn't want to go back to Huayuan, she can go back to Yulong Bay."

"Make some of her favorite foods and bring some with you."

"Yes, sir."

At this moment, Pei Zhan spoke up, "Isn't Chairman Jiang curious about what Huahua went to Yueshan Village to look for?" He placed a piece, capturing three of Jiang Weiguo's white pieces.

Seeing that the situation on the chessboard had become a dead end, Jiang Weiguo realized that Pei Zhan had not killed a single piece of Jiang Weiguo's since the start of the game. Now, he had only used two or three pieces to turn the white pieces into a dead end, trapping them and slowly swallowing them up. He had already started laying the groundwork with the first piece he placed.

"She's just naturally playful. She has her own ideas about everything she does and what she's looking for. No one can figure out her personality."

"Alright, Huahua isn't here today, so I won't force you to stay for a meal. Go back now. Visit her when you have time."

No more moves can be made in this round...

He lost.

...

Another week has passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Hua has been at home for so many days, and Xu Qiulan has been taking care of her in the apartment. Her injuries have also healed quite a bit.

Monday, 7:30 a.m.

"Miss, remember to bring your medicine. Will you be back for lunch?"

Jiang Hua slung her bag over her shoulder, held a music player in her hand, and wore white headphones. "Since Aunt Xu is here, I'll definitely come back for dinner. The food in the school cafeteria isn't as good as your cooking."

"Okay. I'll make sweet and sour pork ribs for Miss at noon." Jiang Hua changed her shoes at the door. Xu Ma, wearing an apron, looked at the person in front of her, sighed and shook her head, "How come you haven't gained any weight during this time? Just like Madam, you can eat anything and not gain any weight."

Jiang Hua: "Then I'll eat more when I get back."

Xu Qiulan immediately beamed with joy: "Great!"

Jiang Hua changed her shoes, then suddenly turned around and looked at the person in front of her.

Aunt Xu looked at her curiously, "What's wrong, Miss?"

A scene suddenly flashed into Jiang Hua's mind...

Amidst the blooming flowers, Song Qingran, who was about to leave for class, stood outside the door and hugged the maid who had taken care of her for many years. "I'm going to work, Aunt Chen."

Chen Ma, Chen Huifang, is the maid who has been taking care of Song Qingran since Pei Zhan bought the Blooming Flowers Villa.

It was just an ordinary sentence, but Jiang Hua still couldn't bring herself to say it.

"It's nothing, I'm leaving."

"Please be careful on your way, young lady."

The walk to school takes less than ten minutes.

Just then, a low-profile black Audi sedan drove up from not far away.

As Song Qingran watched the car approach the school gate, she instinctively reached out and grabbed Pei Zhan's arm, her eyes filled with fear. "Mr. Pei, please don't drive any further. Just stop here."

"parking."

Song Qingran quickly slung her backpack over her shoulder and, taking advantage of the crowd, hurried off the bus.

The moment the man opened his eyes, a slender, tall figure brushed past him. Pei Zhan pressed a button on the side of the car armrest, and the car window rolled down a crack. A familiar fragrance wafted into the car in the breeze.

This scent is Jiang Hua's favorite perfume. It was the same bamboo fragrance they smelled when they first met, with a hint of sweetness.

Jiang Hua hadn't seen Pei Zhan for a week, not even a single message to check in. In the past... Pei Zhan's phone would have been bombarded with messages. But because of Jiang Hua's actions, Pei Zhan bought a separate personal backup phone...

"Qingran, did your boyfriend bring you to school again today?"

"Your boyfriend is so good to you."

"Why don't we take this opportunity to go see your boyfriend?" Xue Ruyao took Song Qingran's arm, and the other roommates chimed in, "Yeah! I want to see what kind of man is worthy of being Qingran's boyfriend."

"No... I..." Before Song Qingran could finish speaking, her roommate, whom she had met outside the school, pulled her towards the black car.