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

Jiang Hua didn't know if it was true or false. Now that five years had passed, Xu Zhoulan had no reason to lie to her anymore.

"So, it wasn't...it wasn't my dad who hit the person on purpose."

Xu Zhoulan smiled and admitted his crime. With the Huo family as his backing, he was fearless. "Of course! I had a control device installed on your father's car. As soon as Zhou Xu appears, your father's car will be under my control without anyone knowing."

“In that case, your father will also think that it was because the road was slippery due to the rain, and that it was the driver’s mistake that caused the collision with Zhou Xu.”

Uncle Wang was the one who drove back then.

Uncle Wang has been with the Jiang family for over thirty years. Because of his relationship with my father, the Jiang family can handle these matters.

"Even if he finds it strange that he would run into someone whose heart matches his daughter's, and suspects that it was premeditated, your father would never investigate who controlled his car for your sake. For your sake, Jiang Weiguo can only delay her treatment or, to put it another way, watch her die slowly."

“Even if the police find out, they will only determine that it was an accident. Even if the family files a lawsuit, the compensation will be astronomical. With your Jiang family’s... back then, even if the Zhou family asked for tens of millions, your father might have given it to them without even blinking an eye.”

"She was half-dead and waiting to die, but she was able to transfer you to the hospital immediately and transplant a perfect and healthy heart."

Jiang Hua's head was spinning more and more. With only a sliver of clarity, she finally heard the truth she wanted to know: the Jiang family was not innocent, but the mastermind behind all of this was Xu Zhoulan.

“Ah, I almost forgot. Back then, Jiang Qingcheng approached my mother because she was instigated by Xia He.” Xu Zhoulan slowly stood up, no longer pretending. He approached Jiang Hua, looking at her helpless struggle, like prey that could be swallowed by him at any moment. “Your mother showed no mercy and destroyed the entire Snow White Manor. I hate my mother’s weakness, her lack of resistance, and I also hate Jiang Qingcheng… for not knowing right from wrong.”

"I didn't kill you because I wanted you to live in agony."

Xu Zhoulan recalled those eyes that always looked at everyone with gentle tenderness and kindness, and whose smile could melt even the coldest ice.

When he looked at Jiang Hua again, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Jiang Hua tried to stand up, but then realized that her drink seemed to have been drugged. She tried to get up by supporting herself on the table, but the alcohol made her lose all her strength and she fainted. In the instant she fell, Xu Zhoulan hooked his arm around her waist and felt her hot and soft body.

He held back, not using too much medication. He preferred to possess her while she was conscious rather than let her lose consciousness…

...

Dim lighting flickered in the hotel's presidential suite, and an ambiguous yet dangerous atmosphere permeated every inch of the air.

Jiang Hua collapsed helplessly onto the soft bed, her eyes glazed and empty. She tried to keep herself conscious, but the effects of the drug were like a surging tide, constantly assaulting her remaining rationality.

Xu Zhoulan stood by the bed, his eyes filled with greed and desire, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.

He slowly unbuttoned his dark red velvet shirt, one button at a time... the movements were slow and deliberate, as if he were enjoying the "feast" that was about to begin.

With each button he undid, his breathing became more rapid, and a mad glint flashed in his eyes.

"Aren't you afraid Pei Zhan will kill you?" Jiang Hua's coquettish tone, combined with the effects of alcohol, made her feel like her body was about to be out of her control.

"Before you kill me, what does it matter if I die once, I can have you." Xu Zhoulan's voice was filled with twisted pleasure. He reached out and gently stroked Jiang Hua's burning cheek. Jiang Hua instinctively wanted to dodge, but her body wouldn't obey her commands, and she could only weakly turn her head away.

This feeble resistance was like a kitten's tickle to Xu Zhoulan, further arousing his animalistic desires.

He hooked his fingers around the ribbon of her dress on her shoulder, revealing her perfect and sexy collarbone, which was irresistible.

"I really hope that the moment he appears, he can witness you writhing beneath me."

Xu Zhoulan's cool lips pressed close to her collarbone, leaving a kiss.

Jiang Hua was already delirious and unable to resist his rhythm. She held his head in her arms, and just as Xu Zhoulan's hand was about to slide towards Jiang Hua's collar, suddenly, a series of hurried and heavy footsteps came from outside the door, as if death was approaching.

With a loud "bang!", the door was kicked open, and the powerful impact caused it to slam against the wall with a deafening sound.

Pei Zhan arrived radiating malevolence, stormed into the room, and fixed his cold, sharp gaze on the oblivious Xu Zhoulan.

When he saw what was happening before him, Pei Zhan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He strode towards Xu Zhoulan, each step carrying an overwhelming force. Xu Zhoulan was terrified by this sudden turn of events, his face turning pale. He turned around in a panic, trying to dodge Pei Zhan's attack, but it was too late.

Pei Zhan strode over to Xu Zhoulan, grabbed his collar, and forcefully pulled him away from Jiang Hua.

Xu Zhoulan staggered back a few steps, and before he could even regain his footing, he said, "It seems that my elder brother is still one step ahead of me."

Pei Zhan had already grabbed a golf club from the side. "Hold him down."

The bodyguards quickly subdued Xu Zhoulan. Pei Zhan raised his golf club, and with that single blow, Xu Zhoulan knelt on the ground, excruciating pain instantly coursing through his body. His body slumped uncontrollably to one side, crashing heavily to the ground. But Pei Zhan didn't stop there. He strode to Xu Zhoulan's side, raised his club again, and slammed it down hard on his back.

It's unclear how long it took before Pei Zhan finally stopped.

Kagel, fearing the woman might actually be dead, stepped forward and said, "Madam, something seems amiss. Young Master, perhaps you should check on her first."

Pei Zhan stopped, and Xu Zhoulan, enduring the pain, knelt on the ground. "It seems Big Brother hasn't eaten; he's so light..."

The man, who had lost his mind, suddenly came to his senses. In response to the provocation, Pei Zhan threw the golf club in front of him and said, "Break his legs."

Pei Zhan took off his suit jacket, gently helped her up, and held her in his arms. His movements were gentle and careful. "Don't be afraid, it's alright," Pei Zhan said softly, his voice full of tenderness and comfort.

Jiang Hua leaned weakly against Pei Zhan's chest, unable to hear the voices around her, but feeling a familiar presence. Her hand instinctively grabbed his clothes. "It hurts so much."

“I’ll take you home.” Pei Zhan picked up Jiang Hua and glanced coldly at Xu Zhoulan on the ground. “Take her to the police station and lock her up until she comes back.”

Kagel: "Yes, young master."

A strange light flashed in Xu Zhoulan's eyes. "You think a little girl like you can handle me?"

Pei Zhan held the woman he had missed day and night and hadn't seen for five years in his arms. He gently brushed her hair aside and gazed at her face greedily. She hadn't changed at all.

Jiang Hua felt as if she were hugging a block of ice, hugging it tightly…

When they arrived at the Huo family ancestral home, the family doctor had already arrived. Pei Zhan carried her back to the master bedroom, which had been restored to its original state, and all the original wedding photos had been hung back up.

After carefully examining Jiang Hua's condition, the family doctor removed his stethoscope and said, "Mr. Pei, the effects of the medication in Ms. Jiang's body have worn off. She is simply drunk and somewhat disoriented. She should be fine after a night's rest."

Pei Zhan's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, slowly settled down, and he nodded gratefully to the doctor: "Thank you for your trouble."

"You're too kind."

Pei Zhan instructed, "Go and cook a bowl of hangover soup for Madam."

The maid dared not delay, "Yes, sir, I'll go right away."

After the doctor left, Pei Zhan looked at Jiang Hua lying on the bed, her clothes slightly disheveled and her face still flushed with drunkenness, and felt a pang of tenderness in his heart.

He gently walked to the bedside, squatted down, looked tenderly at Jiang Hua, and said softly, "Huahua, let me carry you to take a bath, that will make you more comfortable."

Jiang Hua opened her eyes groggily, her gaze filled with confusion. She looked at Pei Zhan, a slight smile playing on her lips, but she did not respond to his words.

Pei Zhan smiled helplessly and carefully lifted Jiang Hua off the bed.

Jiang Hua's body was soft and limp, like a docile kitten. She wrapped her legs around his waist and nestled obediently in Pei Zhan's arms. Pei Zhan supported her buttocks and carried her into the bathroom like he was holding a child.

He gently placed her in the bathtub, where the water temperature had been adjusted. The warm water flowed slowly down, splashing onto Jiang Hua's body, and she let out a soft moan of comfort.

Pei Zhan, his hands still damp with strawberry-scented shower gel, moistened them with warm water and gently wiped Jiang Hua's body. His movements were soft and slow.

Jiang Hua closed her eyes, enjoying the comfortable touch.

Pei Zhan didn't dare to bathe her for too long, so he scooped her out of the bathtub and carried her to the sink. Jiang Hua was completely exhausted, resting her chin on his shoulder. Pei Zhan dried her wet body with a towel.

I changed her into a silk slip dress and put it on the bed.

Just then, Jiang Hua suddenly opened her eyes, staring straight at Pei Zhan with a dazed look in her eyes, "Gou Dan? How did you grow so big all of a sudden?"

"Your head is huge too."

As usual, Jiang Hua patted her sweet baby's head before going to sleep.

"Doggy, usually when Mommy touches your head, you snuggle into Mommy's arms. Why didn't you call for Mommy today?"

Ignoring everything else, Jiang Hua reached out and grabbed Pei Zhan's arm, shaking it vigorously, and said in a coquettish tone, "Goudan, call me Mom, hurry up and call me Mom."

Pei Zhan couldn't help but smile slightly, his eyes filled with laughter.

“Huahua, the child is still in Yulong Bay.” Pei Zhan tried to correct her, but Jiang Hua wouldn’t listen and said unhappily, “You’re Gou Dan, I recognize you. Look at your eyes, your nose… you’re exactly the same as his dead father.” She pointed to his eyes and his nose with her rounded fingers.

"Call me Mom right now, or I won't talk to you anymore." As she said this, she turned her head to the side, pretending to be angry.

Seeing her childish behavior, Pei Zhan's love for her grew even stronger. In a deep voice, he uttered two words, almost seductively, "Mom?" His gaze slowly moved down to her alluring lips, his fingers running through the strands of hair behind her head, pressing against her forehead. "Are you satisfied now?"

Countless days and nights have turned into longing.

The moment I saw her, she became a tangible person.

His survival is the greatest blessing God could bestow upon him.

"Jiang Hua..." he called her name, "I'm not Pei Xun, I'm Pei Zhan..."

"I am back."

Jiang Hua lost nine-tenths of her rationality, but had a moment of clarity when she heard his voice, and a pang of pain shot through her heart.

"I don't recognize him. Who is he?"

"It's 9:30. I'm going to find Gou Dan and go to sleep."

"He has to go to school tomorrow, so he can't be late."

Pei Zhan held her hand, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll stay with you tonight, okay?"

"No."

"You're not my son."

"I'm going to find Dog Egg."

"It's time to go to bed."

The final sound faded away.

Pei Zhan kissed her; he could no longer control himself. That night, Jiang Hua's soft sobs spread through the darkness...

...

At Yulong Bay, Jiang Weiguo coaxed the child until midnight before finally putting the noisy Gou Dan to sleep.

With her eyes closed, two tears still clung to the corners of her eyes.

She was holding that pink rabbit doll in her hands.

This doll used to be Jiang Hua's toy; it carries her scent, and it's because of that scent that Gou Dan fell asleep...

...

Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains, casting golden threads into the room and dappling the floor with light and shadow.

As the sun rose high in the sky, Jiang Hua slowly opened her eyes in the warmth, her head still a little dizzy from the lingering effects of her hangover. She instinctively turned over to continue sleeping, but then, without realizing it, she felt a hand draped over her waist, and her gaze fell upon the figure beside her.

Jiang Hua froze instantly, slowly turning her head to look at the man lying next to her again.

Pei Zhan?

She heard the even, drawn-out sound, and the beam of light shining through the gap in the curtains shone on his face, outlining his deep features, as if he were still the familiar face she remembered.

I felt my heart pounding suddenly, as if it were about to burst out of my chest.

Her hand moved uncontrollably, reaching out to touch him, but then stopping just centimeters from his face.

She was afraid it was all just a dream, afraid that if she touched it, this beautiful scene would shatter like a bubble.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief and disorientation…

The chaotic mind, fragments of past memories, converged at this moment, forming a complete picture of memory.

It all seems real.

it is true.

The corners of her eyes were red.

Jiang Hua scrutinized Pei Zhan closely, trying to find traces of the changes he had undergone in the past five years. His hair seemed shorter than before, and he exuded a more mature and composed air; the years had not left many marks on his face.

I lay quietly beside him, feeling his breath and listening to his heartbeat.

It was as if time itself had stood still at that moment.

Her heart was filled with mixed emotions: the joy of reunion, and resentment towards the past…

A mix of emotions left her feeling lost and confused.

"It seems... I've aged a bit more," Jiang Hua murmured softly, her thoughts clearing.