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

Song Qingran was heartbroken, and when she looked at Jiang Hua again, her eyes were filled with hatred. Jiang Hua noticed this. Song Qingran was like a vine clinging to a big tree, constantly extending and growing poisonous thorns, frantically reaching towards Jiang Hua, but finding that no matter what she did, she couldn't hurt her at all.

If Wang Yingchun had jumped from the building just two minutes earlier, the murderer would have been on her, and Jiang Hua would have had no way to defend herself.

Just as Pei Zhan said, the surveillance cameras had been sabotaged, and there were no eyewitnesses nearby…

It's obvious that all of this was premeditated.

"Throw her out, disgusting." Jiang Hua casually uttered these words, then turned and stepped onto the stairs.

Pei Zhan followed Jiang Hua into the room. She hadn't had a proper rest in a while, and suddenly felt very tired.

The moment the door closed, Jiang Hua had already lifted the covers and gotten into bed. With her eyes closed and her back to him, she looked thin and frail. It had been so hard to raise her up during this time, but in just a few days, she seemed to have lost weight all at once. Her appearance was even calmer than the man had imagined.

The more she acted this way, the more torment it became for Pei Zhan.

As Jiang Hua's heavy eyelids closed, a gentle warmth enveloped her from behind, clinging to her back. An arm reached out and embraced her from behind. Jiang Hua neither resisted nor refused…

The two lay in silence and slept for a while.

...

It started raining outside sometime during the day, the rain mixed with snowflakes pattering against the French windows, making a chaotic, arrhythmic sound.

The bloodstains under the hospital building were quickly washed away, and the blood flowed into the sewers with the rainwater.

People around were walking by with umbrellas in hand. Everything that had happened just two hours earlier seemed like a small farce, and not many people cared about it.

In the morgue, covered by a white sheet, the mortician said, "This is all we can do. Her body parts are scattered and cannot be pieced together. We can only cremate her as quickly as possible and proceed with the next steps."

Song Qingran stood in front of her, her face pale. "She's always like this, presuming to be nice to me."

This time, Lu Yuanzhou didn't rush to comfort her as meticulously as he usually did.

When the staff came out carrying the urn, Song Qingran hugged it tightly, squatted on the ground, and sobbed uncontrollably…

...

Jiang Hua slept soundly until the end of the night. When she opened her eyes, she saw a faint light shining through the wall.

The sound of rain also decreased.

The moment she opened her eyes, she heard a soft phone call coming from inside the room.

"Yes, Huahua is fine."

"I'll take her there soon."

Little did anyone know, Jiang Hua slept from yesterday afternoon until now…

Pei Zhan, just like before, helped her sit up and let the still-sleepy person lean against his chest as he helped her change her clothes. Pei Zhan helped her put on a new outfit, then tidied up her long hair that was pressed under the clothes and lifted it up. "It's okay, we're not in a hurry, we can take our time."

Her eyes were always downcast and lifeless. Pei Zhan was deeply moved. He pressed his forehead against hers, his voice trembling slightly, "Don't do this."

His voice was low and tinged with a hint of suppressed emotion.

He seems...to be sad.

"Pei Zhan...were you just as heartbroken as you are now when she died?"

“Huahua, I am also a human being. When I lose a loved one, I also have emotions, I feel sad, and I find it hard to accept.”

“It’s just that so much time has passed, and I’ve gradually come to accept this fact. It’s not your fault.” Pei Zhan looked into her eyes and gently tidied her messy hair behind her ear. “To me, she’s just family. She’s different from you.”

“Nothing is different…” Thinking of the past, her heart still ached. “From the very beginning, when you entered the Jiang family, wasn’t it all a premeditated scheme?”

"You clearly want me dead..."

"If I had known from the beginning that Zhou Xu's heart was in my body, I would have preferred to rip my heart out and return it to you."

"I also don't want to bear the consequences of your revenge against the Jiang family."

Her words were forceful, each one tinged with resentment.

"At first I didn't understand. You always said I owed you something and should pay for it with my life. Now I finally understand!"

"Why did you choose this method to retaliate and deceive me!"

The man gently kissed away her tears, finally placing his kiss on her lips, "I'm sorry..."

"I love you."

As if in revenge, Jiang Hua bit his lip hard, even drawing blood. Both of them tasted the strong, metallic taste of blood, swallowing it down their throats. The taste was sweet and metallic, with a hint of rust, yet it was an addictive flavor.

Pei Zhan endured the pain and deepened the kiss, continuously drawing her in. This time, their union was gentler than ever before, and Jiang Hua scratched him, leaving mark after mark...

Waiting for the final one to end.

Finally, a ray of dawn appeared on the horizon.

There was a knock on the door. "Sir, Madam's wedding dress has been delivered."

Pei Zhan carefully carried Jiang Hua out of the bathroom, as if she were an incomparably precious piece of porcelain. He gently placed her on the edge of the bed, then picked up a clean towel and tenderly wiped the water droplets from her body.

Jiang Hua sat there quietly, letting Pei Zhan do these things for her. Her eyes were a little unfocused, as if she was still immersed in the bath she had just taken. Pei Zhan carefully dried every inch of her skin, then picked up her underwear and skillfully fastened the buttons.

Next, he brought out the wedding dress. This dress was specially made for Jiang Hua, studded with countless sparkling diamonds, each one radiating dazzling light. The train of the wedding dress was very long, requiring three or four people to help her put it on, but he helped her put it on by himself.

He gently slipped the wedding dress onto Jiang Hua's body, then slowly zipped up the back. She looked like a beautiful doll, being casually manipulated.

Finally, he had her sit in front of the dressing table, her long hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. Pei Zhan picked up a comb and gently combed her hair.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

It was Kagel, he indicated with his eyes.

Pei Zhan leaned down and kissed Jiang Hua's forehead, whispering, "I'll come to find you soon." Then, he turned and left the room.

An older servant from the Huo family, who had been waiting outside for a long time, took the comb from Pei Zhan and began to comb Jiang Hua's long hair.

Jiang Hua did not react much to Pei Zhan's departure; her gaze remained somewhat vacant, as if she were indifferent to everything around her.

The moment the room door closed, Kagel followed behind Pei Zhan, reporting the situation: "Last night, people from the Supervision Department came to Yulong Bay in person and took Madam's father away, saying it was just a formality, but after a night, there is still no news."

"It's obvious that the other party is intentionally trying to prevent Mr. Jiang from attending his wife's wedding banquet."

Pei Zhan said, "The Supervision Department is under the jurisdiction of the Shen family. How could they go to Yulong Bay without Shen Yebai's permission?"

Pei Zhan had thought of everyone, but he never expected it to be Shen Yebai.

Pei Zhan said, "Even if it means forcibly taking her, you must bring her to the wedding venue."

If Jiang Weiguo hadn't been there, it's easy to imagine that if Jiang Hua had found out, the wedding would never have gone on.

Kagel: "Fourth Master Huo has already taken care of this matter, and I think there will be a result soon. In the meantime, the priority is to get Madam to the wedding venue..."

...

Bai Ze, the courtyard was covered with the snow from last night, the ground was covered with a thick layer of silvery-white snow, and the branches were also covered with crystal-clear snowflakes, some of the branches and leaves were so heavy that they drooped to one side.

"Mayor, Mr. Jiang is already in the supervisory office. Are we really going to do this?" The speaker's tone revealed a hint of worry and hesitation.

Shen Yebai stood by the window, gazing at the snowy scene outside. His figure appeared somewhat aloof against the backdrop of the white snow. He had changed into the gray suit she had bought for him, which made him look even more upright and noble.

“She won’t suspect it’s me, and she won’t hate me.” Shen Yebai’s voice was low. “If anyone’s to blame, it’s that he brought this upon himself.”

Standing beside him, Xie Huai frowned slightly, seemingly disapproving of Shen Yebai's decision. "But the Huo family has already given orders for us to release them immediately..."

Shen Yebai's cold eyes shot towards Xie Huai like icy stars. "Even if I don't let them go, can the Huo family force their way in?"

Xie Huai was startled by his gaze and quickly explained, "That's not what I meant. It's just that the Huo family's influence in the city is not to be underestimated. If we do this, it might cause some unnecessary trouble."

Shen Yebai's lips curled up slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "I said, tell them to wait a little longer." His words left no room for negotiation, revealing an irresistible pressure.

"He schemed against me like that back then, he should have expected that I would use the Jiang family to scheme against him..."