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

Less than half a minute later, at the bend in the road, a blinding beam of high beams illuminated the scene, and the black sedan came to a steady stop beside the unconscious Jiang Hua. The man opened the car door and scooped up the almost weightless Jiang Hua, only to discover that her body exuded an icy chill. If it weren't for the fact that he could still feel the softness of her body, Pei Zhan would have thought he was holding a dead person.

Before the car accident, Jiang Hua frequented various entertainment venues, indulging in carnal feasts and living a decadent life. Now... she is almost too weak to breathe.

She only calmed down when she was about to die.

So Heaven is fair; it gave the Jiang family enormous wealth, but not a healthy body.

This is probably the retribution for doing all sorts of bad things.

This fright kept Jiang Hua in bed for a full day and night.

The man stood by the bed, one hand in his pocket, looking at the person who remained unconscious. His tone was indifferent, revealing no other emotion: "Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

The middle-aged man standing next to Pei Zhan, speaking in broken Chinese, tentatively asked, "Young Master, are you worried about Miss Jiang?"

Pei Zhan: "Her death is not good for me at the moment."

"...Isn't the young master's goal to plunge the Jiang family into utter ruin? Since the young master doesn't want to use the Huo family's power to bankrupt the Jiang family, it would be the same to achieve the young master's goal if Miss Jiang were gone and Jiang Weiguo lost his most beloved daughter."

not enough!

Far from enough!

At this moment, Pei Zhan was looking at her intently, his eyes as dark as a stagnant pool.

Jiang Hua vaguely heard voices in her ear. She slowly opened her eyes. The ceiling was unfamiliar and dark. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a black figure standing by the bed. She frowned and looked at the man's cold expression, somewhat lost in thought. "...What are you doing here? Where is Aunt Xu?"

"I don't want to see you, get out."

“This is my home, Jiang Hua.” He frowned.

"Your home?" Jiang Hua sat up, propping herself up on the bed, and looked around. It didn't seem like a flower garden, nor did it seem like a hotel... She looked out the window, where the sheer curtains swayed gently in the breeze. Outside, there was a large artificial lake with rippling water, and on the lake stood a four-cornered, ancient-style building, simple and solemn. Swans were on the lake, and the water shimmered and sparkled. This... seemed to be the most expensive Jinsha Shallow Bay in the capital, where every inch of land was precious, far beyond what the Jiang family's Yulong Bay could compare to. No matter how rich you were in the capital, you couldn't buy it.

Jiang Hua composed herself and looked away. "I didn't expect you to be so resourceful, managing to buy a house in Jinsha Shallow Bay. Pei Zhan, you must have embezzled a lot of money from the Jiang family over the years. You're really bold... If Dad finds out, he'll do everything he can to bring you down from your position."

Then she carefully examined the painting hanging in the room. Jiang Hua frowned and muttered, "It's really ugly."

Pei Zhan followed her gaze and saw that the painting was done by a famous artist and was quite valuable. In her eyes, it was only defined as beautiful or ugly, which was indeed in line with her superficial personality.

"I'm hungry, go get me some food." Jiang Hua was giving orders to her slave.

"What to eat?"

"casual."

"Wake me up when you're done, I'm going to sleep a little longer." With that, Jiang Hua lay back down. She didn't know what was wrong with her; she kept feeling sleepy.

Pei Zhan: "You've been asleep for almost two days."

Jiang Hua kept her eyes closed and ignored him.

Fifteen minutes later.

Pei Zhan carried a bowl of cooked noodles into the room. "Get up and eat."

Jiang Hua seemed to still be sleepy, and lazily sat up. She rubbed her temples, her chest pain subsided and her headache returned, then frowned as she looked at the cooked noodles beside her. "You live in such a nice villa, and this is what you eat?"

"Do you have to be so stingy? Pei Zhan, can't you change your lowly nature? Forget it, someone like you, born in an orphanage and never seen the world, can't cook anything good anyway."

Who knows if he borrowed this villa to live in?

No matter what, a country bumpkin like him wouldn't have the ability to live in such a nice place.

Looking at that bowl of noodles, it was just clear broth with a few pieces of green vegetables floating on top. Was it meant to be used to feed pigs?

Even pigs probably wouldn't eat it.

With each word Jiang Hua spoke, the man's brow furrowed more deeply.

She reached out her hand, her eyes sparkling, and looked at him. "What are you standing there for? Pick me up, or do you want me to eat in bed?"

Pei Zhan ignored her and turned to leave the room.

The door slammed shut with a loud noise.

Hmm, she has quite a temper.

Pei Zhan had only been gone for a few seconds when a crisp 'snap' sound came from inside the tightly closed room, as if something had been broken.

The man frowned, turned around and opened the door. He saw a bowl shattered into pieces on the floor beside the bed, and soup noodles spilled all over the floor.

"It seems Miss Jiang still hasn't had enough fun." His tone was cold, and Jiang Hua could feel the chill emanating from him. But what could she do? Pei Zhan wouldn't really kill her. Seeing his narrowed eyes, his displeasure only made her more reckless.

She will never forget the scene of almost being burned to death.

But she didn't care that Pei Zhan was angry; she only cared about achieving her goal.

“You brought me to this filthy place, so you should take responsibility for me. I can’t walk now because of you. If you don’t want to serve me, then send me back to Royal Dragon Bay. Of course… if Dad asks, I will definitely tell him everything. I will tell Dad how you wanted to burn me to death back then.”

"Wasn't it Miss Jiang who was in the wrong first?"

Jiang Hua pursed her lips and shrugged. "I made a mistake, so what? Let alone a life, in Dad's eyes, those people are not even worth a hair on my head compared to me. Who told me to be Jiang Weiguo's daughter!"

Jiang Hua was telling the truth. Jiang Weiguo had cleaned up countless messes she had made. As long as she was alright, even if she caused a huge disaster, Jiang Weiguo could handle it all.

"Miss Jiang's confidence is a good thing. I hope Miss Jiang can continue to be confident."

"Without the Jiang family, one day I'll be left to wander the streets, and I'm afraid I won't even know how I died."

Jiang Hua chuckled, as if she had heard something ridiculous. "Don't worry, even without the Jiang family, there are plenty of people eager to support me. You don't need to worry about me."

"Hurry up and carry me to the dining table, I'm starving."

"I'm starving, you can't afford to pay for it."

Pei Zhan stepped forward and picked up Jiang Hua. Her body seemed never to have been warm. His rough palms, through the thin fabric, could feel her soft, intoxicating touch. Countless times, Pei Zhan had felt an unprecedented ecstasy with her. Jiang Hua only looked thin; her figure wasn't bad at all—curvy where it should be, and slender where it should be. There were no clothes for Jiang Hua at Jinsha Shallow Bay; she was currently wearing Pei Zhan's black shirt, the buttons undone at the chest, revealing her curvaceous figure…

Pei Zhan: "Miss Jiang, aren't you worried about getting dirty?"