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

Jiang Hua curled her lips into a mocking smile, noticing the fleeting desire in his eyes. She had caught it; no one could remain unmoved by her body.

Hearing this, Jiang Hua reached out and patted Pei Zhan's face. "No matter how dirty you are, you are still my dog. No matter what, you can put up with it when your master needs you."

Pei Zhan's eyes darkened instantly.

Pei Zhan: "I should have let you starve to death in your room."

Jiang Hua said, "Pei Zhan, disobedient dogs will be punished. I will remember how you almost burned me to death. One day, I will get my revenge on you."

She will never have that chance.

After leaving the master bedroom and arriving at the dining room, Pei Zhan found that the nanny was already cooking in the kitchen. He placed Jiang Hua at the head of the table, and since she had an injury on her foot, he also brought her a small stool to sit on.

Even the tableware here is inlaid with gold. Jiang Hua looked at the pair of gold chopsticks and said with a smile, "No wonder, you're a country bumpkin who grew up in the countryside. Even your chopsticks are gold. Aren't you tacky? So ugly." There was mockery in her eyes.

Pei Zhan: "What do you consider beautiful?"

Jiang Hua: "What I like is what looks good."

Then she turned her head and looked around the living room. Hmm... it was quite large...

However, she didn't like the layout at all. The wallpaper was ugly, and she didn't like the vase on the shelf either, mainly because the pattern wasn't to her taste. At first glance, disregarding the villa's value, she could only give it a ten out of a hundred. If there wasn't anything she liked, no matter how luxurious the villa was, Jiang Hua wouldn't be interested.

The nanny said, "Mr. Pei, Mrs. Pei... the food will be ready soon, and there will be soup too. Please wait a moment."

The title "Mrs. Pei" felt like a thorn in Jiang Hua's heart. She found it incredibly ironic. She picked up her chopsticks, added a piece of fish, and said without thinking, "I am not Mrs. Pei. I am Mr. Pei's mistress."

The nanny almost dropped the pot lid while lifting it, but thankfully she managed to keep it steady.

The nanny was mainly frightened and didn't dare to say anything.

Pei Zhan offered no explanation.

"Don't you have a nanny to cook for you? You just gave me such plain noodles. No matter what, you're living in a house like Jinsha Shallow Bay. Can't you change your naturally poor and cheap-hearted nature?"

Pei Zhan's eyes were arrogant, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line. "You said you were hungry. Cooking can't be done that quickly."

"Alright then, I'll reluctantly accept this reason."

"Pei Zhan, who exactly are you? You managed to buy a house in Jinsha Shallow Bay. You didn't go and commit murder and arson, did you?"

"Didn't Mrs. Pei investigate? How could Mrs. Pei have agreed to marry someone of unknown origin, even if it meant being forced into it? She really went all out, not even knowing anything about him." Pei Zhan asked, looking at her.

Jiang Hua met his gaze, her eyes somewhat dazed and unfocused, as if she were thinking of something.

But it only lasted for a moment; she quickly realized what was happening.

Jiang Hua turned her face away, "I just wanted to get married, but I never expected to bring a wolf into my life."

At the time, Pei Zhan was just the deputy general manager of Haishi. Jiang Hua only noticed him when she accompanied her father on an inspection tour of Haishi. Pei Zhan was indeed quite capable, and she wouldn't mention his name at home or in front of Jiang Hua.

I heard that he joined Jiang's Group as a low-level employee at the age of 23. He had no background, identity, or education, and was born in an orphanage. But this inconspicuous person quickly rose to a high-level position in just three years.

Jiang Hua was caught in an avalanche on a snowy mountain and was on the verge of death when Pei Zhan saved her. At that time, Pei Zhan was only twenty-seven years old.

However, Jiang Hua never really got to know this person, and she even married him out of spite.

Dad thinks Pei Zhan is capable of running the company, and Jiang Hua is a good match for him, mainly because... he doesn't dislike him too much.

After saying that, she added, "I regret it so much."

She tasted the fish; it was delicious, with a hint of sweetness, and no fishy smell. Although it wasn't as good as the braised fish made by Aunt Xu, it was still quite tasty and had no bones, so it wasn't too much trouble to eat.

Aside from sleeping, Jiang Hua is only quiet for a short while when eating.

Seven or eight minutes later, the nanny brought out the last soup. When she lifted the lid, a foul smell wafted out. "What is this smell? Put it back on right away, it's disgusting!" she exclaimed, pressing her bent finger to her nose.

The nanny quickly put the lid on and explained, "Miss, this is pork heart soup. The master ordered it to be made."

Pei Zhan then added, "People often need to eat what they don't have to replenish what they lack."

"Have a bowl and try it."

Nanny: "Yes, sir."

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Hua got angry and smashed the chopsticks she was holding onto Pei Zhan, saying, "...You're the one who should eat more."

Pei Zhan, the person in this world who has the least right to say I'm heartless is you!

Pei Zhan had just applied medicine to Jiang Hua's feet an hour before she woke up, but now she was just standing there on the ground, throwing a tantrum as she returned to her room and locked the door in a huff.

The nanny was also startled. "Madam... are you alright?"

Pei Zhan picked up the chopsticks from the ground and placed them back on the table, his dark eyes fixed on the door.

Jiang Hua didn't eat much, but she was already full of anger. She grabbed her hair and paced back and forth in her room. After her father died in her previous life, Pei Zhan completely took control of the company and let Song Qingran intern. He had personally mentored Song Qingran, but how could he keep this a secret for seven years? Eight years? Or ten years?

Jiang Hua didn't know. All she knew was that when she received the critical condition notice, someone told her about Song Qingran's existence. Because her health was already poor at that time, she couldn't care less about Pei Zhan. Most of her time was spent recuperating, either taking medicine or resting...

Because… he did everything a husband should do, she thought… Pei Zhan loved her too…

During that time, she considered having another child with him.

Even though she hadn't conceived several times, Jiang Hua still wanted to try again, clinging to hope.

What Jiang Hua finds most unacceptable in this life… or even in both her lifetimes…

It was betrayal by anyone!

She has already been betrayed once.

She understands that feeling.

She didn't know the meaning of her rebirth. Why didn't God let her die completely and end it all?

At least... for now, Jiang Hua hasn't found any meaning in living.

Even her survival is a question, so what can Jiang Hua expect from her useless body?

Her heart seems to be starting to feel uncomfortable again.

See, what else can she do?

Even living is so painful, God must be blind to have given her another chance to live.

Unable to express her emotions, she finally... her eyes fell upon the suit jacket hanging in the room...

This... must be the last gift she bought for Pei Zhan.

...

A smell, like something burning, wafted from the master bedroom, and wisps of smoke seeped through the cracks…

"Fire! Oh no..."

"Sir, there's a fire in Madam's bedroom!"