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

She will never forget that familiar voice.

It felt as if a gaping wound had been violently torn open in her heart, causing those memories she had so desperately tried to forget to flood back like a tidal wave.

It was fear, terror, the hysteria and heartbreak that followed being betrayed by Pei Zhan in her past life.

Panic, helplessness, my mind went blank, and my fingertips were trembling.

Those memories, like a tide, flood in.

It was the same voice as that child; she couldn't be mistaken.

"Hello, who is this? Are you looking for my dad? My mom cried today and is unhappy. Dad is trying to comfort her. If you need anything, you can tell me."

"If you don't say anything, I'm going to do my homework."

...

"It's you again! Dad said you shouldn't call anymore, or I'll get a spanking if he finds out."

later…

It was Song Qingran's voice. To this day, she can still imagine the warm and loving image of her family of four that appeared in her mind in her past life.

...

That demonic voice was like a nightmare that Jiang Hua couldn't shake off.

The phone in his hand fell to the ground.

Jiang Hua stood up as if fleeing, staring fearfully at the landline phone on the ground, as if she had seen something terrifying.

Its voice was still ringing, "Woman, if you don't speak, I'm hanging up."

Seeing this, the maid rushed over immediately, "Madam, what's wrong?"

Jiang Hua's palms were sweaty, and it wasn't until she heard the maid's voice that her thoughts came back to normal. "Impossible..."

"impossible."

"That can't be, it can't be."

"That's absolutely not the case."

"How could it be him?"

In this life, Song Qingran and Pei Zhanming are not together, and they have no children. They have completely deviated from the trajectory of their previous life, so how could that child possibly reappear?

The maid panicked. "Madam, are you ill?"

"I'll go and call the gentleman down right away."

"No, it's nothing..." Jiang Hua was momentarily dazed, so dazed that she didn't even know where to look. She turned around, stumbled and held onto the stair railing, stepped up the stairs, her steps unsteady and swaying, as if she was about to fall at any moment.

When Jiang Hua returned to her room, she locked the door, leaned against it, and slumped to the ground, clutching her hair. The familiar voice kept echoing in her mind.

Then came Song Qingran's voice, "Xiao Bao, come and eat! Go wash your hands and see what gifts Daddy brought back for you today."

Her pale face and just one voice were enough to so easily break her down.

Yes, Song Qingran…

For the past five years, Jiang Hua has not heard any news from Song Qingran. Where did she go?

Could it be that Pei Zhan secretly hid the child again, and that he disguised the child as Huo Ling's child, keeping it by her side so that she could raise it?

Could it be that she... misheard?

It's just that the voice sounds similar...

No...that's impossible.

She was absolutely certain she had heard that voice correctly.

It was the child born to Pei Zhan and Song Qingran. His voice was very distinctive, so Jiang Hua recognized it immediately.

Heartache, anger, fear... all the negative emotions enveloped her heart.

That's how it was in her past life; it gradually drove her insane.

Did Pei Zhan lie to her again?

He lied to her again, didn't he?

There was a rapid knocking on the door; it was Pei Zhan's voice, "Huahua?"

"Huahua, open the door!"

A few minutes ago, the maid noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Hua and, without much hesitation, went to the study to tell Pei Zhan, who was in a meeting, about her situation.

Halfway through the meeting, Pei Zhan abruptly ended it, leaving Huo Ling to chair the main session.

"Mother…"

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Pei Xun didn't know what had happened. He only heard the man and the maid worrying about his mother, and he thought something had happened to her.

He rushed to the door, his voice trembling with anxiety, almost crying.

"Go get the spare key to the room."

"I'll go to the sir."

...

"Mom, don't scare Gou Dan."

"Did that big bad guy bully Mom again? Dog Egg will help you get revenge."

“You big bad guy, go away, go away! I don’t want to see you. It’s all your fault. As soon as you came back, Mom was happy for a few days, and then you made her cry again.”

Pei Xun attacked Pei Zhan indiscriminately.

The noise outside was so loud that she couldn't think straight.

Jiang Hua lowered her head, covered her ears, and a voice kept screaming in her heart: Stop arguing, stop arguing!

Her heart could never find peace.

When the maid brought the key and the door opened, a shadow fell over him, and Pei Zhan found the person curled up behind the door.

The man's brows were furrowed, his eyes filled with a sinister coldness and worry. He instructed Kagel, "Take the young master back to his room first."

"Yes, Master."

Pei Xun was unwilling to leave and started crying, but his small strength was no match for his ability to break free.

She was in the shadows of darkness, and Pei Zhan could sense the fear and sorrow emanating from her. His heart ached sharply. Even after all these years, Pei Zhan had never seen her like this before.

He slowly knelt down in front of her, pulled her into his arms, and whispered gently in her ear, "Can you tell me what happened?"

Jiang Hua abruptly broke free from Pei Zhan's embrace, pushed him away, and questioned him in a trembling voice, "I'm asking you, where has Song Qingran been all these years? Have you been hiding her?"

She clung tightly to Pei Zhan's arm, as if only in this way could she support her swaying body.

Pei Zhan was taken aback by Jiang Hua's sudden questioning, but seeing the pain in her eyes, his heart tightened.

I have no idea why they suddenly asked about Song Qingran's whereabouts.

Pei Zhan explained to her, "I have never had any contact with her."

"No contact. What's going on with that child? Liar... Pei Zhan, you liar."

Jiang Hua scolded her in a trembling voice, but there was no way she wouldn't recognize the child's voice.

"Are you afraid I'll find out, so you've hidden her away again?"

The shadows of her past life haunted her like ghosts, making her afraid that history would repeat itself, afraid that she would be like before, secretly protected by him without her knowledge, and even give birth to his child.

Even though Pei Zhan is no longer with Song Qingran, why did that child still appear?

After Pei Zhan was injured, he disappeared for five years, and Song Qingran also disappeared.

How could she not be suspicious?

"Huahua, calm down. Hmm?"

Pei Zhan tried to reach out to comfort Jiang Hua, but she slapped him away hard.

"How can I stay calm? Tell me, are you doing those things behind my back again, just like before!" Jiang Hua's voice was choked with sobs, each word seemingly squeezed out from the depths of her heart.

Pei Zhan felt helpless. He comforted Jiang Hua, speaking gently as he stroked her face and wiped away her tears.

Her emotions collapsed like a burst dam, and tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

Each and every tear was like a knife, piercing his heart deeply.

Again and again, as if it could never be cleaned properly.

"No, Huahua, I will never have anyone else but you."

However, Jiang Hua's heart was not at peace, and her mind was filled with all sorts of questions and speculations from the past five years.

She suddenly raised her head, looked directly into Pei Zhan's eyes, and questioned, "If you didn't hide her, why did Song Qingran also disappear during the five years you were gone?"

For Pei Zhan, the events that had occurred over the past five years seemed to be merely a passing mention.

But Jiang Hua knew that he was hiding many things from her. If he really wanted to hide something, with his abilities, he could easily keep it from her forever.

“The child, and that child…” Jiang Hua’s voice trembled slightly as she stared intently at Pei Zhan, seemingly trying to find a clue in his expression.

Pei Zhan asked in confusion, "What child?"

"Is that child yours?!" Jiang Hua's emotions grew increasingly agitated; she couldn't wait to get a clear answer from him.

Pei Zhan gently pulled her into his arms, stroking her back to try and make her feel better. He sighed, "Huahua. Xiaoqian is the child of Huo Ling and Xu Zhoulan."

"My only child is Ah Xun."

"I only have one wife, and that is you."

“Kagher!” Pei Zhan called out.

Kagel: "What are your orders, master?"

"Immediately investigate Song Qingran's whereabouts over the past five years. Use whatever methods you have to find her."

"Yes, Master."

Pei Zhan looked at Jiang Hua again and said softly, "Whether it was a dream you once had or something you actually experienced, I will not let what you want happen again."

"If you want to find Song Qingran's whereabouts, I'll help you find her."

"Don't cry, okay?"

Jiang Hua bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. In the dimly lit room, she stared intently at Pei Zhan, trying to find a trace of a lie in his eyes, but all she saw was determination and sincerity.

No, no!

not like this.

Pei Zhan: "The ground is cold, let me pick you up."

Jiang Hua suddenly pushed him away, "No."

"go away!"

Pei Zhan: "Huahua!"

Jiang Hua: "Get out! Get out of here!"

"Get out of here right now."

Pei Zhan didn't know what was wrong with her. Seeing her overly emotional state, he could only get up and leave the room.

After leaving the room, Pei Zhan closed the door, his face grim.

Kagel then told him everything that had just happened in detail: "Madam, when you called Miss Huo Ling, it was Young Master Shi Qian who answered the phone."

"This is a recording of the conversation between Madam and Young Master Shi Qian ten minutes ago."

The recorded phone call played in the corridor. Pei Zhan listened to it several times but didn't find anything wrong with it.

His voice was cold and stern as he gave the order.

"Bring that child to Madam tomorrow, without fail."

"It's the master."

...

Half an hour later, Kagel entered the study.

Pei Zhan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing into the distance, a cigarette between his fingers: "Did you find out?"

Kagel reported, word by word, "Five years ago, the master left the capital with serious injuries. However, just half a month later, Song Qingran disappeared as if into thin air. There were no clues. We have searched everywhere we could, but there is no trace of her."

"Where's Lu Yuanzhou? Isn't she with Lu Yuanzhou?" Pei Zhan turned around with a serious expression, extinguishing the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray.

Kagel shook his head. "Ever since Lu Yuanzhou's law firm was shut down, Song Qingran seems to have lost contact with him. Lu Yuanzhou is still in the capital city, and we also checked the people he's been in close contact with. None of them have any information related to Miss Song."

"He's not with Madam Xiahe either."

Xia He had been under Pei Zhan's watchful eye the whole time. He knew all about her little tricks, and besides, she had been living a quiet life in France for the past five years.

"It's likely that someone did this on purpose to erase all traces of Miss Song."

“In the five years I’ve been by your side, I haven’t heard any news about Miss Song.”

"Why don't you ask the lady yourself, Master?"

Pei Zhan: "Let her calm down first, and let her be alone for a while."

Pei Zhan went downstairs and personally cooked a bowl of sweet soup for her. When he brought it to her room, Jiang Hua, overwhelmed by some inexplicable emotion, immediately turned her head away and ignored him as soon as she saw him, sitting on the bed.

He could only accept the unexpected disaster that came without warning.

Jiang Hua had accidentally broken a bottle of essence lotion on the dressing table. The maid was cleaning it up when she saw someone come in. After kneeling down and wiping the stains off the floor with a rag, she left the room.

Before leaving, Pei Zhan closed the door behind him and sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you feeling better?"

She did not speak.

Pei Zhan: "I haven't found Song Qingran's whereabouts. I can assure you that the child is definitely not mine."

"I'll bring him over tomorrow so you can meet him."

Jiang Hua knew that she had overreacted, but she wondered who was responsible for her becoming like this.

The culprit is right in front of her, isn't he?

Jiang Hua didn't really want to talk to him.

Pei Zhan understood where her emotions came from.

He calculated the time and knew that her period was coming soon, and her emotions would fluctuate accordingly.

Pei Zhan had long been used to accepting all her negative temper tantrums and venting them on him. Sometimes, besides being his wife, Pei Zhan treated Jiang Hua like his daughter, indulging all her temper tantrums and coaxing her from time to time.

The sweet egg soup he cooked contained brown sugar and red dates, which can nourish the blood and improve complexion.

Pei Zhan rolled up his sleeves, held the spoon to her lips, but she didn't move, and Pei Zhan didn't pull his hand away either.

"It won't taste as good if it gets cold."

"Taste it?"

After a moment of stalemate, Jiang Hua finally opened her mouth, took a sip from the spoon.

The sweet aroma of the soup spread in her mouth and flowed slowly down her throat, gradually easing her furrowed brows.

"Is it tasty?"

Jiang Hua, without looking at him, said, "It's alright, barely edible."

Upon hearing this, Pei Zhan immediately scooped up another spoonful and said, "Then eat some more, there's plenty more."

This time, Jiang Hua didn't refuse and obediently ate a few bites.

"Shi Qian is six years old. We were still together six years ago, weren't we?"