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

Song Qingran met his cold gaze, her heart sinking. Perhaps to hide the lingering illusion she still had for him, she gave a bitter smile and looked away from his face. "I... I was just joking with Mr. Pei."

"Mr. Pei, I'm serious. I hope you can be happy and have a good time with Senior Jiang."

"Let's stop arguing like we used to."

Pei Zhan took out a black wallet from his suit pocket, took out a shopping card, and handed it to her. "The money in here cannot be withdrawn, but it's enough to meet your usual shopping needs."

Song Qingran gave Pei Zhan a beautiful smile and pushed his hand away. "No need. Yuanzhou will buy me whatever I want."

"Then I...I'm leaving."

Song Qingran didn't linger any longer. She opened the car door and got out. Across the street was Lu Yuanzhou's law firm.

To ensure everything was perfect and to confirm that he was the one who found the last document, Pei Zhan opened the file and took a look.

As night fell, Jiang Hua went to bed early at 8:30. She curled up with the blanket between her legs, her long, black, silky hair spread out on the bed, and she slept peacefully with her eyes closed.

After an unknown amount of time, I felt a weight on my body, a tingling sensation like an electric current.

She was so disturbed by the noise that she had just woken up groggily, her fingers running through the man's hair.

Her sleeping body was awakened, and Jiang Hua's drowsiness was also dispelled.

Jiang Hua was drenched in sweat, and her back was a terrible sight, covered in red welts.

When she came out of the bathroom, she was put on a black camisole nightgown. She was a little annoyed and didn't want to wear it, but she was afraid of catching a cold if she didn't. Jiang Hua leaned against him, feeling weak and unwilling to move. She closed her eyes, her breathing was still not calm, and she spoke in a soft, gentle voice.

"Didn't we say we couldn't meet?"

"If Dad finds out, he'll definitely tell Grandpa. And then Grandpa won't care who you are, he'll scold you too."

Pei Zhan held her hand and kissed the back of it. "It's alright. I'll go back after you fall asleep. No one will notice."

"That's fine."

"Be careful, Dad sometimes has to get up at six o'clock to go fishing, don't run into him."

"Okay." Pei Zhan gently brushed the stray hairs from her ear. "Go to sleep. I'll leave after you fall asleep."

When she woke up, Xu Ma drew back the heavy curtains, and it had started snowing again outside, with snowflakes fluttering down.

The sky was shrouded in mist, and the snow stretched as far as the eye could see. Jiang Hua leaned against the headboard, admiring the snow scene, but she didn't want to go out because it was too cold.

Jiang Hua changed her clothes and went downstairs, sensing a heavy atmosphere in the hall.

Dad sat down on the sofa and asked in a cold tone, "Have you checked all the security cameras?"

Wang Qi: "Yes, I have already seen them all. I don't know how the other party got in. I saw these things outside the door this morning."

"Investigate carefully and thoroughly to find out exactly who it is!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hua stepped forward. "Dad, what are you looking for?"

Upon seeing the person coming downstairs, the maid beside Jiang Weiguo nervously left. He stood up and simply smiled faintly, saying, "It's nothing, it's just that Dad doesn't know where he put a document."

"Dad is checking the security camera to see if anyone has taken it away."

Jiang Hua asked with some doubt, "Is the document really that important?"

"It's nothing, it's just a document that Dad needs to sign. If we can't find it, we'll just have someone draft a new one."

"Aren't there security cameras in front of our house? We can just look at the cameras to find it."

Jiang Weiguo smiled and let the matter drop. "Eat your breakfast when you wake up. It's not good for your health if you never eat breakfast. From now on, I'll have Xu Ma bring breakfast upstairs. Eat your breakfast before you go to sleep."

Jiang Hua nodded. "Mm."

Xu Qiulan walked to the backyard where the servants lived and saw a person wearing a mask cleaning under the sycamore tree. She went up to her and said, "Sister Wang, you can stop here for today. There's not much work to do, so you can go home early."

"Okay, I'll head back now. Just call me anytime if anything comes up."

Royal Bay is very large. Sometimes, when the few servants are too busy, they will hire some hourly workers from outside to handle some things at the villa. Today, the weeds and bushes by the lake need to be cleared.

So they hired three people to clean up, and she was the most diligent of them all. She worked at the villa for two or three days and did a pretty good job.

Xu Qiulan also planned to have her work as a long-term laborer.

...

Song Qingran had just returned from the library and had been working on some practice problems in her room. She was thirsty, so she went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. As the sky darkened, she heard the door lock being opened and saw the person returning.

"Mom, where did you go? You're not answering my calls."

Song's mother: "It's nothing. I just felt bored staying at home, so I thought I'd go out and find a job."

"Work? Mom, why are you looking for a job? Didn't Yuanzhou give you living expenses?"

"The doctor said your body can't withstand too much strenuous work. What if your illness relapses if you continue like this?" Song Qingran said anxiously.

"Mom, it's okay. I know what I'm doing. If it's too tiring, I'll definitely quit. You should go back and study, so you don't fall behind on next year's exams."

Song Qingran: "Mom, I also have a tutoring job, and I earn 7,000 yuan a month. With what Yuanzhou gives us, it's enough. I don't want you to work too hard."

"I know, I know, Mom understands."

Only after her mother repeatedly assured her did Song Qingran feel relieved enough to return to her room and continue reading.

The second day, the third day…

I still went to that villa to work.

Song's mother quietly slipped away from the cameras, and before dawn, she slipped the envelope in her hand under the door.

Then, just as she was about to leave, a bodyguard suddenly appeared, knocked Song's mother unconscious, and dragged her to a secluded corner of the villa.

"Splash her to wake her up."

A basin of ice-cold water was poured down.

Song's mother snapped back to reality. The biting cold made her feel as if countless needles were pricking her body. Upon seeing the person in front of her, Wang Yingchun immediately saw a fearsome and cold gaze.

"Is she the one who sent these photos these past few days? Did you see her clearly?"

Wang Qi: "Yes, sir."

Wang Yingchun hugged herself and trembled. "I...I don't know what you're talking about." The other party's aura was too strong, and she was afraid to run away. She turned around but hadn't taken a step before she was stopped by the bodyguard.

When Wang Qi saw her, she seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

Jiang Weiguo's voice was icy as he asked, "How many more photos like these do you have? Whoever gave you these photos, how much money do they want? Name your price."

Upon hearing the other party's terms, Wang Yingchun immediately felt confident. "Sir, besides these photos, I have many other valuable things about you. I don't need much, just 30 million will do."

"Thirty million? What a boastful tone." Jiang Weiguo frowned.

Seeing this, Wang Yingchun said without any fear, "I know all the shady things you've done. If I hand over the evidence of your murder to the police station, I think someone as important as you wouldn't want to go to jail."

Jiang Weiguo stepped forward, his aura menacing. "Are you threatening me?"

"Do you know the consequences of offending the Jiang family?"

"Eliminating you silently is easy for me, including... your daughter, Song Qingran!"

"You know? But I doubt you'd dare touch my daughter. Mr. Jiang, take a good look at who I am! Do you remember what you told me to do ten years for a little girl's heart?"

Jiang Weiguo narrowed his eyes, as if deep in thought about all his memories of her. Finally, he quickly recognized her, his gaze mingling with the familiar face in his mind. "It's you!"

Wang Qi whispered something in Jiang Weiguo's ear, and Jiang Weiguo's brows furrowed deeply.

“Now I not only have evidence of your murder back then, but also me... this witness. If I die, someone will hand over all that evidence to the police.”

Jiang Weiguo's eyes were cold and gloomy, revealing little emotion, yet one could sense the killing intent emanating from him. "With that evidence, do you really think you can deal with me?"

"You're doing all this just to make a profit, but I can hear your terms."

Wang Yingchun: "I want your daughter to divorce him, and I won't allow you to cancel the marriage."

"Let me be blunt with you. Everything your daughter has now was taken from my daughter. It was clearly my daughter who met him first. If it weren't for your daughter interfering and sowing discord between my daughter and that gentleman, otherwise... your daughter would never have had the chance to marry into a wealthy family like the Huo family."

"I want you to return everything you got from my daughter, and then give my daughter the shares in the Jiang family business as compensation for being expelled from Imperial University."

"As long as they divorce and I guarantee she will never appear in front of my daughter again, I will take all the things I have with me with me, even if I die. I will never let anyone else know."

"Your Jiang family has received so many benefits from the Huo family."

“Your daughter also stole my daughter’s beloved, causing her to become lovesick, depressed, and depressed.”

“You have to make up for all of this to my daughter, little by little.”

Jiang Weiguo looked at her and shook his head. "Greed is insatiable; it's just wishful thinking."

Jiang Weiguo waved his hand, and the bodyguards quickly restrained the woman. "Take her to a mental hospital..."

“Just say she tried to drug her employer and get a certificate of mental illness from the hospital, then use that certificate as evidence in court.”

"No matter how much evidence you have, no one will believe what a mentally ill person says."

"Unless you can hand over those things, you have no right to bargain with me."

Wang Yingchun continued to struggle: "You...you will be punished for doing this."

"Let go, let me go!"

Jiang Weiguo looked at her as if she were a dead person. "Gag her. Don't disturb the young lady's rest."

"Yes, sir."

No matter how loudly Song's mother shouted, all those voices were drowned out.

Once the people around him had dispersed, the chill emanating from Jiang Weiguo spread rampantly. "Tomorrow, send someone to the Song family to look for them."

Wang Qi said with some concern, "Should we tell Young Master Pei about this? Maybe he'll have a way to resolve it."

Jiang Weiguo: "There are only two days left until Pei Zhan and Hua Hua's wedding. I don't want any problems to arise at this crucial moment. We can discuss anything after the wedding."

Wang Qi: "Yes."

These photos happen to be from back in Wuchuan, where Jiang Weiguo's car hit a girl, leaving her lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the night, seemingly on the verge of death.

The photos he held were all of Jiang Weiguo's hit-and-run pictures.

At that time, Wuchuan was backward and impoverished, and coincidentally, there wasn't a single security camera on that street.

Judging from the angle of the photos, the distance was very close, as if he had known all along and had taken these photos in advance. He didn't know how much evidence she still had about what happened back then.

Just over ten minutes later, Wang Qi suddenly received a phone call, and his expression changed drastically: "Something bad has happened, sir."

"Something happened to her."

On the way to the mental hospital, Wang Yingchun was initially curled up in pain, and we thought she was faking it. But then she started vomiting blood and quickly fell into a coma.

Upon receiving the order, their car immediately changed direction and started driving towards the hospital…

...

Jiang Hua listened to her father and was woken up early by Xu Ma to have breakfast. When she went downstairs, she saw that there was no one in the living room. She thought that her father had not gotten up yet, and she felt unbalanced. She got up so early at 7:30, and her father had not come downstairs yet. She thought of asking her father to have breakfast with her.

But when she pushed open the bedroom door to her father's room, she saw no signs of anyone sleeping on the bed, and even the blankets were neatly folded up beside the bed.

Is he still in the study at this hour?

"Dad, are you awake?"

Jiang Hua went to her room, but her father was nowhere to be seen, not even in the study. Just as she was about to leave, she saw the photos on her father's desk.

As if possessed, she stepped forward and picked up the photo…

The photo is quite old, but it's not hard to see what's in it. A Bentley with the license plate 京A99999 comes into view. Jiang Hua is very familiar with this car because she personally chose it for her father.

Where is this?

As she continued to look at the second photo, Jiang Hua's eyes suddenly widened.

In front of the Bentley, a young girl lay slumped under a streetlamp...

He was hit by a car!

Besides, that car belongs to Dad!

Because she clearly saw the license plate number.

Jiang Hua's blood seemed to boil instantly, and a chilling cold surged up her head like a tide. Her hands trembled slightly as she slowly looked at the third photo. Finally, she could see clearly the girl lying in a pool of blood; her face was so clear.

Yes…