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

As Jiang Hua was carrying her things down the stairs, she suddenly saw a commotion among the crowd below.

As she walked out of the hospital, before she could even figure out what was going on, a figure suddenly came toward her and quickly pulled her into an embrace. Instantly, a familiar scent of sandalwood mixed with a faint fragrance of roses filled her nostrils.

Jiang Hua didn't know what had happened, but she heard a dull thud behind her, like something falling from the sky and landing.

Then came a heart-wrenching cry, "Mom—"

A hand pressed down on the back of her head, making her lean against his chest. Jiang Hua's vision was completely black, and she couldn't see anything clearly, but she could hear the terrifying and frightened sounds coming from the group of people behind her.

The incident occurred right at the hospital. Within half a minute, when doctors and nurses arrived to check on the situation, they pronounced the patient dead on the spot. The scene was a complete mess…

Jiang Hua didn't see anything clearly. By the time she realized what was happening, she had already been taken to the car and was waiting for it to start.

Upon arriving at Yulong Bay, Pei Zhan carried her upstairs and placed her beside the bed. Seeing the object she was clutching tightly in her hand, the man slowly knelt down in front of her. "It's alright, just give me the object. Everything will be fine, trust me."

Jiang Hua has been like this ever since she came back, expressionless and without saying a word, maintaining this demeanor throughout.

Pei Zhan held her hand, and only after hearing those words did she slowly regain her composure. Upon seeing him, Jiang Hua suddenly raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. She didn't say a word, but silently shed tears. The resentment in her eyes made his chest ache.

Pei Zhan showed no emotion, but gently took her hand and said, "I didn't leave, and I didn't go anywhere... I've always been by your side. I was afraid you wouldn't want to see me."

"go out!"

“Huahua…”

"Get out! I don't want to see you."

Her eyes were downcast and empty, and even though he was right in front of her, she couldn't see him. Tears streamed down her face and landed on the back of his hand, burning hot.

Pei Zhan eventually left. When he left the room, Jiang Weiguo and Xu Qiulan waited anxiously outside the door. At times like these, it was crucial not to panic. Xu Qiulan went into the room to take care of her.

Sitting in the room, Jiang Hua listened to the sounds of the man's furious outburst downstairs. Xu Ma, who was beside her, wiped away her tears, changed her dirty clothes, and then helped her lie down on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

As Jiang Hua watched Xu Ma carry away the few dirty clothes, the few streaks of crimson blood on them starkly pierced her eyes.

Downstairs, Kagel reported, "The incident happened suddenly. The police have cordoned off the scene and are investigating the cause of the accident. The surveillance footage from the rooftop appears to have been sabotaged. The bodyguard wasn't with Madam at the time, but they did hear arguing. There are currently no eyewitnesses."

"The hospital's surveillance footage also shows that only the young lady led people to the rooftop."

"However, we can infer that Wang Yingchun's death was not directly related to the madam, because the madam had already left the hospital after going downstairs before Wang Yingchun fell to her death. This is clearly an attempt to frame her."

Pei Zhan sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his sharp aura undiminished, and the 'evidence' was placed in front of him.

He sent people to monitor Zhou Yan as she left the country, but something happened at the airport and she was taken away.

"Furthermore, we discovered that she had late-stage stomach cancer, and even with chemotherapy, she wouldn't last more than a month..."

"This is a chat log that was obtained from the police half an hour ago. Whether it was the last time someone deliberately led the lady to the building where Miss Zhou Xu's ashes were placed, or led the lady to the rooftop, it was always this number."

Pei Zhan couldn't possibly be unfamiliar with this number; it was Zhou Yan's phone number.

Just then, a servant came to report: "Sir, someone has arrived outside and says they want to see you."

Kagel: "At this time, I think it should be Miss Song and the others."

A sharp glint flashed in Pei Zhan's deep eyes, and his tone was icy, "Bring them in."

Soon, as Song Qingran led Lu Yuanzhou into the magnificent hall, they immediately saw a man exuding a dangerous aura, with an air of nobility and unapproachability, sitting in front of the sofa. As they approached, his gaze was filled with oppressive force, as if an invisible pressure surrounded them, making their hearts tremble.

"You actually dare to come!" A cold voice rang out.

"Mr. Pei, how long are you going to protect her!" Song Qingran looked at him with heartbroken disappointment. "Because of the Jiang family's affairs, do you know how many people have died, including my mother..."

“Mr. Pei, you know perfectly well that my mother is my only family. Do you know what her existence means to me?”

“I don’t know what my mother and Senior Jiang said on the rooftop. If she really resented my mother, she could have taken it out on me. Why did she have to hurt innocent people…” Song Qingran said, her voice breaking with sobs.

Until she suddenly knelt down, kneeling in front of Pei Zhan.

Lu Yuanzhou: "Qingran..." He tried to pull her back, but couldn't stop her.

“Mr. Pei, I know that everything before was my jealousy. I shouldn’t have appeared, and I shouldn’t have existed, becoming a thorn in her heart. But… Mom is innocent.”

"I...I can give up everything, I can even die in my mother's place, please give my mother back to me!"

“If all of this is my mother’s fault, we can atone for it, accept the punishment, and go to jail… If… she did something wrong, I also hope that Mr. Pei can be fair and just and make her pay the corresponding price.”

"Does having immense power mean one can escape all responsibility for their crimes?"

"What do the dead matter! What does Sister Ah-Xu's death matter!"

The man sitting on the sofa leaned forward slightly, his arms resting on his knees. An imperceptible, chilling danger emanated from him. "What makes you think that my wife was responsible for your mother's death?"

With tears welling in her eyes, Song Qingran met his gaze. He was completely different from before. He was a stranger and a source of terror to her, and a chill seeped into her skin from every pore.

"Why did the rooftop surveillance cameras malfunction at this particular time, and why did it have to happen three days ago!"

"I'd also like to ask you, how much evidence do you actually have regarding the Jiang family?"

"Using this kind of evidence to threaten my wife, what exactly are you trying to do!"

Song Qingran met his eyes fearlessly, "Threat? Mr. Pei, are you still speaking up for a murderer even now! If I had known back then that the documents I gave you would be evidence of Zhou Xu's murder, I wouldn't have given them to you."

"Mr. Pei, all of this is clearly the Jiang family's fault, why won't you admit it!"

"How many more people do they want to kill to cover up the truth?"

“Mr. Pei, you were never like this before. You told me that if you do something wrong, you should be punished. If you are bullied, you should not swallow your anger, but fight back.”

"For this evidence, my brother Yuanzhou and I were detained in the police station for a whole night. Even my brother Yuanzhou's law firm was falsely accused and shut down."

"Mr. Pei, why have you become like this? You were never like this before!"

"Do you even know how terrifying you are right now?!"

"Right now, all I want is to get justice for my mother. Is that wrong?"

"How many more people have to die before you're satisfied? Is it... that you want to wipe out everyone who knows about this?"

The man's eyes stared at her like a bottomless abyss: "What right do you have to judge that my wife is guilty!"

"As for everything Lu Yuanzhou has, it was all given to him by me. Now I'm just taking back everything I gave him. Do you really think the financial case in France went so smoothly?" Pei Zhan raised his eyes, his sharp gaze falling on Lu Yuanzhou behind her. His tone was terrifyingly calm. After just one glance, he lowered his head and looked at Song Qingran kneeling on the ground. "Since you remember so clearly, do you still remember what I told you?"

"As long as you behave yourself, I will make sure you live a worry-free life for Ah Xu's sake."

"But you just want to use such methods to frame my wife."

"Your mother fell to her death, what do you want to verify here!"

"Tell me, your mother was pushed to her death by my wife?"

"What right do you have to convict her because of you!"

Even if she is guilty, so what?

"And what makes you think that the evidence you have is necessarily true!" Song Qingran looked at him in disbelief. "What do you mean by the deaths of Sister A-Xu and my mother, Mr. Pei?!"

Pei Zhan: "You really think I wouldn't dare kill you!"

Upon encountering someone who is already angry.

Kagel calmly stepped forward and recounted: "Miss Song was also present at the time. You should know that when Madam came out of the hospital, your mother happened to fall in front of Madam. If it weren't for the master arriving in time and preventing Madam from witnessing the bloody scene firsthand..."

"If the lady is frightened as a result, who will bear the mental anguish she suffers?"

"When Madam returned, she was holding a document whose authenticity could not be verified. The Huo family had reason to suspect that someone had deliberately fabricated false evidence to frame her and threaten her, demanding money and benefits."

Song Qingran: "Nonsense... We have absolutely no reason to do this! This evidence was obtained from Sister Zhou Yan. If it were all fake, why would she be afraid and go to her mother to get it back?"

Kagel simply smiled and said, "If these things really get out, the Huo family will claim that this evidence has not been verified and is fabricated by someone to frame us."

"Besides, so many years have passed. Even if it were true, no one could verify it!"

"As for the so-called photos, how can Miss Song determine that they are not artificially synthesized and deliberately created?"

"Your mother's death was your own fault, caused by your own greed. You have no one else to blame."

Song Qingran seemed to have all her strength drained away, and she slumped to the ground, muttering, "Fake? How could it be fake!" Her voice was indistinct, like an illusion, not real at all.

...

Song Qingran recalled Zhou Yan's words: "Do you think he doesn't know?"

“These are just a pile of waste paper to him; they’ve long been useless.”

"Take it if you want it. With your status, who would you dare give it to!"

Song Qingran: "Sister, what if all of this is just a misunderstanding, and Sister Axu's death has nothing to do with Senior Jiang?"

Zhou Yan: "No relation? If there's no relation, where did this evidence come from?"

...

Song Qingran recovered from her daze, "If all of this is fake, then where did it all come from?"

Kagel: "I think this has nothing to do with outsiders."

"Miss Song only needs to know that your mother's death has nothing to do with Madam."

However, at that moment, Jiang Hua's gentle voice slowly came from downstairs. She looked over Pei Zhan, who was walking towards her, and stood in front of Song Qingran, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Don't you want to know what I said to your mother on the rooftop?"

Pei Zhan stood up, unaware of when she had come downstairs or how much she had overheard.

She said, "Everything I have now should belong to you."

"She wants me to divorce Pei Zhan and cancel the wedding so that you can take her place."

Jiang Hua maintained her superior attitude as she looked at her, "Do you think you're worthy?"

"Do you think your mother can convict me by using such methods?"

“Song Qingran, you are just like your filthy and despicable mother, self-righteous.”

Song Qingran shook her head: "You're lying! You're lying! It can't be like that. Yuanzhou and I are already together, and we'll be getting married soon. I've never thought about it."

“Lu Yuanzhou?” Jiang Hua’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile, her voice filled with contempt and disdain.

Her gaze slowly shifted to Lu Yuanzhou, and then she said mercilessly, "I almost forgot about you. Do you know what you mean to the Song family?"

Lu Yuanzhou's expression changed slightly, but he didn't speak. He just looked at Jiang Hua quietly, as if waiting for her to continue.

Jiang Hua sneered and continued, "You... are nothing more than a tool for them to withdraw money from. They take your contributions for granted and never think of giving you anything in return. Even when she was about to die, she was thinking of marrying her daughter to Pei Zhan."

"Do you really think Song Qingran's heart belongs to you?"

Her words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight to Lu Yuanzhou's heart. However, Lu Yuanzhou remained silent, though his fists clenched unconsciously.

Jiang Hua sneered, "Lu Yuanzhou, aren't you a top student who graduated from the law department of Imperial University? What, still can't figure it out?"

Her tone was so calm, yet it was like a sharp blade, threatening to shatter Lu Yuanzhou's heart completely.

"Song Qingran, your mother is willing to risk her life to secure a future for you, and she keeps saying she wants me to cancel the wedding." Jiang Hua's gaze fell on Song Qingran, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

"Do you really think you're some rare gem, that every man wants you?"

“I’m telling you, your mother’s life is worth absolutely nothing to me.”

Jiang Hua then said in an extremely cold tone, "Even if I told you that I was the one who pushed her down, that I killed her."

What can you do to me?!