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

"Zhou Yan, I have no right to make you not hate the Jiang family."

"But some things are true, don't really fool yourself. Do you think... you're clean?"

Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly turned deathly still: "..."

"This is the last time I'll let you go. I'll say it again: whatever you want, the Jiang family will always give it to you unconditionally. Even if you and your mother are bottomless pits, the Jiang family is willing to fill them."

"I never believed that my father was the mastermind behind Zhou Xu's death. I believe that one day, the truth will come out."

Jiang Hua slowly got up and walked out of the cell. Zhou Yan sat motionless in her seat, her eyes glazed over. The moment the door closed, the beam of light that shone on her plunged her back into darkness.

Upon seeing the person who came out, Kagel reported, "As Madam instructed, we have brought her out of the mental hospital abroad and temporarily placed her in the villa. She will be treated by the best doctors who treat mental hospitals until she is fully recovered."

As Jiang Hua walked out of the police station, she looked back and said, "...Let her out. The Jiang family won't pursue the matter."

Kagel: "Yes."

Jiang Hua never thought that one day she would think of others. She didn't consider herself a good person, but she wasn't an absolute bad person either. She was even quite selfish.

In the past, Jiang Hua would have thought that Zhou Xu was dead. Even if her heart was in her body, there was no way to bring the dead back to life. She could have spent five million, or even tens of millions or hundreds of millions, to buy Zhou Xu's life.

She just wanted to do these things in the way she thought was right.

The Zhou family killed her two children, and they felt they were right, but Jiang Hua couldn't accept that she was right.

Who should she blame?

Whose fault was it from the beginning?

A life for a life?

She will not die, nor does she want to die.

She was just unlucky.

Everyone has their own destiny. Even if someone has to pay with their life, it shouldn't be just the Jiang family who has to pay. She also won't let her father pay for the Zhou family's life.

Kagel: "Where would you like to go next, Madam?"

Jiang Hua finally looked away and walked towards the car on the side of the street: "Let's go to Wuchuan."

"I want to go see her."

Kagel: "Yes."

...

The journey from the capital to Wuchuan is indeed very, very far. When the plane landed, the entire Wuchuan was shrouded in a gray haze, with a light drizzle of snowflakes mixed with a cold rain.

Kagel stood behind Jiang Hua, a black umbrella held above her head. "It's getting dark, Madam. Why don't you go tomorrow?"

"The path might be slippery if we go up the mountain at this time."

"It's alright, it's not far."

The best cemetery in Wuchuan is far from the town, in the beautiful western suburbs of Qingshan. The steps here are paved with the finest cobblestones, so they won't slip.

Jiang Hua was followed by several bodyguards, each carrying a different variety of flowers. When they arrived at her tombstone, looking at the photo of the young girl with a smile, they bent down with a touch of melancholy and put down the bouquets of roses they had brought. The bodyguards behind her also presented their bouquets to her, and in a short while, the flowers covered the area around her.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I just bought a little of everything."

More than three months ago, Jiang Hua saw Zhou Xu's ashes, and she was indeed quite scared. It was Kagel who told her about it later.

When the company ran into trouble, Pei Zhan voluntarily resigned from his position as president of the Jiang Group. During the time he disappeared, he came to Wuchuan to build a tombstone for her so that she could be laid to rest.

Later, in an attempt to provoke her, Zhou Yan dug up Zhou Xu's ashes again.

When faced with Zhou Yan's accusations, Jiang Hua's suspicions that she was not clean were not entirely unfounded.

If she truly loved her sister and cared about her family, how could she bear to let her sister rest in peace even after she's buried?

During the time Zhou Yan was imprisoned, her ashes were neither disposed of nor placed.

Jiang Hua had her grandfather carve a tombstone, and she also had a piece of land in Wuchuan purchased as her cemetery. Around it, she had camellia trees planted, and next year, it will be a beautiful sea of ​​flowers in full bloom.

Seeing that the rain had blurred her photo, Jiang Hua reached out to wipe it clean for her. Looking at her delicate features and sweet smile, she couldn't remain indifferent; she felt guilty.

"I can live again, and I believe that you can also be reborn in another world."

"This time... could you please not bring him home?"

"Leave him to me for once."

"I wonder, if we hadn't missed each other that day, and I had brought him home, would we have been happy together...?"

"My idea is selfish, isn't it!"

"I am indeed a selfish person."

“I know you like him too, but I… still don’t want you to be with him.”

She has a strong possessive streak towards the person she sets her sights on, and she will stop at nothing to snatch him away.

As dusk fell, Jiang Hua did not rush back to the capital, but stayed in Wuchuan for the night.

The Wuchuan of today is no longer the Wuchuan she came from three years ago.

The town here is quaint and charming, no longer dilapidated. All the houses have been rebuilt. On both sides of the river in the middle are houses with black eaves, boats are moored in the river, and the distant green mountains are shrouded in mist and rain, making it as beautiful as a painting.

Kagel said to Jiang Hua, "Wuchuan is now a prosperous and peaceful place with a large population. The young master invested hundreds of billions to rebuild it, and today it is a town with strict order and no crime. Everyone here is rich and no longer suffers from poverty."

"Does Madam still remember the place where you were imprisoned back then?"

It's been too long; she doesn't remember anymore.

But Kagel took her there.

The place I took her to was a bustling pedestrian street.

"The young master bought this entire street in his wife's name, and the monthly rent goes into her account. The young master said... if the wife gets tired of staying in the capital, she can come here to retire, see the everyday life, and enjoy a peaceful life. Vehicles are prohibited from passing through here, and the street will be closed before nine o'clock. Even after the street is closed, it will not be deserted; there are still people living here."

"The rent here must be very expensive."

Kagel: "1,120 RMB a month, and it's been like this for the past three years."

1120, November 20th.

It was the day she brought Ji Liangchuan back to the capital.

Jiang Hua stood by the bridge, listening to the laughter and chatter, watching the vibrant life and bustling atmosphere of the street...

In the blink of an eye, all the scenery in front of me began to recede step by step.

Returning to Wuchuan that year, a slender, tall figure stood at the alley entrance by the street. Every day, he would pass by here and then stop.

He seemed to be waiting for something…

An image of him as a young boy flashed through her mind. He slightly turned his gaze, and his dark, indifferent eyes seemed to be meeting hers at that moment…

In just a moment, everything vanished like a fleeting bubble.

During all those years in Wuchuan, he waited for her to come back to him.

But she didn't.

She gently clutched her heart, feeling a sharp, throbbing pain wash over her.

Pei Zhan, you've waited for me for so long, this time…

Now it's my turn to wait for you...

...

Night falls.

Yue Simiao curled up on the living room sofa, an unopened pregnancy test report beside her—the fetus was 37 weeks along and could be born at any time. Outside the window, rain poured down and thunder roared. She subconsciously touched her bulging belly, and the fetal movements suddenly became intense.

"Baby, don't rush..." Before she could finish speaking, a warm liquid welled up between her legs, soaking her beige pajamas. Looking down, she saw a wet patch spreading across the light-colored floor.

My water broke.

She grabbed her phone, her fingers trembling as she dialed Huo Beishen's number. Only a mechanical voice answered: "The number you dialed is currently unavailable."

"Huo Beishen, where are you?" she whispered to the screen, her nails digging into her palms. She tried every possible way to contact him—WeChat, text messages, even emergency contacts—but only the sound of rain answered her.

Her abdomen began to cramp regularly. She shuffled to the bedroom, supporting herself against the wall, and pulled out her hospital bag. Inside were items the nanny had packed a week earlier: baby onesies, maternity pads, a sippy cup…

But this felt like a slap in the face—he knew the due date was approaching, so why couldn't he find her at this crucial moment?

"Oh my god... Madam!" The maid, hearing Yue Simiao's faint cries for help in the dark room, quickly opened the door and came in. "You're going into labor! I... I'll go call an ambulance right away."

Yue Simiao gripped the maid's hand tightly, sweating profusely from the pain. "No, no, it's too late."

"Quick... call a car!"

The rain showed no signs of letting up, and a black sedan crawled along at a snail's pace in the downpour. Yue Simiao bit her lower lip, cold sweat trickling down her neck and into her collar.

After arriving at the hospital, the nurse

"The cervix is ​​dilated to three centimeters, but the baby is breech, so a cesarean section may be necessary." The doctor flipped through the medical record, looked up, and asked, "Where are the family members?"

Yue Simiao gripped the bed sheet tightly: "He... is on his way."

The nurse sneered, "You're in so much pain and you still haven't come? Your husband is really carefree."

She closed her eyes, forcing the tears back into them.

The moment the anesthetic needle pierced her spine, she heard herself mumble incoherently, "Huo Beishen..."

The operating lights were blinding, but she was unusually lucid. She could feel the cold instruments cutting through her skin and hear the doctor exclaim in a low voice, "Twins! A boy and a girl!"

"Wah—" Tears streamed down her face when the first cry rang out. The nurse placed her swaddled daughter on her chest; the little one scrunched up her face and clenched her fists tightly.

"Sister, come out first. Brother, you're still trying." The doctor smiled and brought in another baby. Yue Simiao looked at the two children's similar features; they looked exactly like that bastard Huo Beishen.

...

Jiang Hua originally planned to stay in Wuchuan for a few more days, but on the way down the mountain, she unexpectedly met someone she didn't expect.

Among the several cars parked at the foot of the mountain was Huo Beishen's car. The car window was open, and Jiang Hua immediately saw the man sitting inside.

Jiang Hua frowned. "What's he doing here!"

Kagel: "I don't think he meant any harm."

Huo Beishen got out of the car and saw the woman walking gracefully towards him. His men stood in two neat rows behind him, as if to welcome her.

Jiang Hua stepped forward. "What are you doing here?"

Huo Beishen: "Naturally, I'm here to protect you."

Jiang Hua: "If I remember correctly, your wife should be in labor soon. Don't you think it's unnecessary for you to go and take good care of her?"

Huo Beishen: "I was asked to do this."

Jiang Hua gave him a warning look, "Just do what you're supposed to do. I don't need your protection."

Jiang Hua was about to leave and get into the car she had come in when he stopped her. “The roads are slippery in the snow. If your car isn’t safe, it would be best if you rode in the same car as me, Madam.”

"Not safe? I think you're the most unsafe person here!" Jiang Hua slapped his hand away, but before she could make her next move, her path was blocked by two other people.

Jiang Hua: "Get out of the way!"

Huo Beishen opened the passenger door himself. "Mistress, what are you afraid of me for? With so many people around, if I really wanted to do something, I wouldn't have waited until now."

"Of course, if you have time, you can continue to hold me up."

Kagel: "Madam, please get in the car."

Jiang Hua looked at Kagel strangely, wondering when he had come to trust Huo Beishen so much.

Huo Beishen: "Please!"

Jiang Hua didn't want to continue the standoff with him in this cold, snowy weather, so she got into his car.

The car's heater was on, and it soon dispelled the chill from her body.

Immediately afterwards, I saw him hand me a pink hot water bottle.

Jiang Hua's hands were indeed a little numb from the cold, and her knuckles were icy white. She was indeed a little cold, but she didn't make a fuss and took it from her.

Apart from that, the two barely spoke to each other in the car.

Huo Beishen's phone rang again in his pocket. He picked it up, glanced at it, and then turned it off without paying any attention.

As the car drove towards Wuchuan Airport, Huo Beishen boarded Jiang Hua's private jet.

However, he sat in the outer room, while the inner room was where Jiang Hua rested.

It was already 8 p.m. Jiang Hua was leaning back in her chair, feeling drowsy, but the presence of strangers made her fight off her sleepiness and dare not fall asleep.

Kagel seemed to see through Jiang Hua's thoughts. "Madam, there's no need to be afraid. I will be by your side at all times, watching out for any danger. Nothing will happen."

"Once we reach the capital, I will naturally wake up my wife."

With those words from him, Jiang Hua gradually relaxed her guard, closed her eyes, and took a short nap.

Perhaps because she had something on her mind, she dreamed of Zhou Xu in her dream.

I dreamt that she was in another world.

She was doing well in that world.

With her parents by her side, she was admitted to a top high school. Zhou Yan did not drop out of school but continued to study hard and was admitted to her desired university.

Jiang Hua was like a transparent shadow, watching the family of four sitting happily at the table eating.

But in this empty dream, Jiang Hua did not see Pei Zhan…

However, there were five sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Listen, it sounds like someone's footsteps.

Zhou Xu turned her head and looked outside the door. She happily put down her chopsticks and ran out, calling out, "Brother!"

As Jiang Hua looked in the direction she was looking, a sudden sound shattered her dream; it was just a hair's breadth away…

She will be able to see it.

When Jiang Hua opened her eyes, she found herself at Jinsha Shallow Bay.

She actually slept for so long!

"Madam, we...we're home!"

When Jiang Hua got out of the car, more than a dozen servants stood in two rows in front of her, bowing respectfully and saying, "Welcome home, young mistress!"

As you enter the foyer, next to a pair of black leather shoes with red soles in a glass cabinet are her favorite pair of diamond-encrusted high heels. Looking down, you see his suit jacket draped over the sofa.

On the tea table lay the newspaper he hadn't finished reading that day…