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

study.

"Don't worry too much about the competition. With your ability, getting a ranking is not a problem."

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Pei Zhan answered the call from Fan Hua Bi Jin. He almost never received calls from her. Looking at the rippling lake in the distance, his voice was unusually gentle, a voice that unconsciously flowed from his heart.

"But I don't know what happened. The school just received a notice this morning saying that the finals have been extended. I don't know what the problem is."

"Yes, it's been extended by a week."

The little princess of the Jiang family was injured, and it will take her a week to recover.

According to Jiang Weiguo's wishes, Jiang Hua needs to be present for the final of this jewelry design competition. Even though Jiang Hua didn't personally draw a single design draft for this competition, the design department has already completed Jiang Hua's work as part of a confidentiality agreement. She will submit the design department's entry to the competition, and without a doubt, Jiang Hua will be the winner this time.

The first-place entry will gain fame through the author's own name or through Jiang's promotion, and Jiang Hua's posters will be displayed all over the streets of the capital.

The saying that the rules of this world are made by the rich... is indeed very true...

But ordinary people will eventually see the light at the end of the tunnel, and those who stand at the top will not stay there forever.

Pei Zhan: "Mm."

Song Qingran stammered, "Um...I..."

"Could I go home for a bit? I'd like to... get something."

Pei Zhan: "Mm."

"But the bodyguards at the door keep blocking me and won't let me out." Song Qingran frowned, still wearing her pajamas, looking at the bodyguards guarding the door. Before, when she was forced to come here, she had thought about escaping, climbing over the wall, climbing through the window... It was after that time she climbed through the window that several more cameras were installed in the house, and the number of bodyguards doubled.

Pei Zhan: "Give them the phone."

Song Qingran's face immediately lit up with a smile, her clear eyes shining. "Thank you... Mr. Pei..." Before she could finish saying the word "Mr. Pei," she heard the voice on the other end of the phone.

In the conversation, Song Qingran heard the voice, the word "Madam." As if she had done something wrong, her hand loosened, and the phone slipped from her palm, falling to the ground and shattering into pieces, with the battery falling out.

Pei Zhan heard that sound.

The nanny rushed into the study, "It's terrible, sir! It seems there's a fire in Madam's room."

Pei Zhan's deep eyes narrowed. He took out the key from the study drawer and opened the room that Jiang Hua had locked. On the open-air viewing balcony, a black suit was burning. Jiang Hua was lying on the tatami mat, a cigarette in her hand, her long, slender legs crossed and exposed. The black suit she was wearing barely covered her buttocks.

Jiang Hua looked at the lake view outside. The shimmering lake light and a flock of birds she didn't recognize flew by, flapping their wings and flying into the lake. The scenery here was indeed unique. It was rare to see such a view in a bustling metropolis like the capital.

The summer sun shone on Jiang Hua, making her skin glow white. A gentle breeze blew through her long hair, and the ash from her cigarette fell from her hand. She had smoked most of the cigarette before casually tossing it on the ground.

Jiang Hua didn't look at the person behind her. "Find a car and take me back to my apartment," she suddenly said.

The nanny was afraid that the fire would spread to the house next to the torch. It would be such a pity if such a nice house burned down. She quickly filled a basin with water and put out the fire.

Pei Zhan noticed the burned suit but didn't pay it any mind.

I just remembered what Jiang Hua said that day…

She'll ruin it; she gave him everything, including this suit.

The reason was simply because he dressed Song Qingran in his clothes.

"You know there are still many things waiting for me to handle at the company. Wouldn't it be better for me to stay here and recuperate? What else are you dissatisfied with?"

“He’s never satisfied with anything that’s yours.” Jiang Hua stood up, her legs bare, and walked to his side, tilting her head to look at the man in front of her. “If it’s something I don’t like, he’ll treat it worse than a dog.”

"Of course... if you're not afraid of me ruining this nice house, I don't mind staying here forever. After all... Jinsha Shallow Bay can't compare to Fanhuasijin."

After saying that, Jiang Hua walked up to him again. With a gentle wave of her hand, an expensive glass vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. "...Pei Zhan, do you think you earn money faster, or I spend it faster?"

"You, a country bumpkin with no background or connections, how could you possibly support me?"

"One should have some self-awareness."

She reached out and patted his face, a mocking smile in her eyes.

Before they got married, they went on less than ten dates. Every time they went out to eat, it cost several thousand yuan. Even his meals were reimbursed by his father's company. Anyway, Jiang Hua had never seen such a stingy person. What could Jiang Hua expect from someone like him?

"Get out!" Pei Zhan frowned and his voice suddenly turned cold. Jiang Hua thought he was talking to her, so she walked past him, but the man forcibly restrained her wrist. "You can clean up later."

The nanny finally realized what was happening, and said, "Yes, sir," before quickly leaving with her head down.

Leave the room and close the door.

Pei Zhan turned around and pinned Jiang Hua against the wall. The two were very close, and the cold aura emanating from him enveloped Jiang Hua, carrying a familiar sense of aggression. Jiang Hua had only ever felt this aura in bed before.

Jiang Hua is 1.7 meters tall with shoes on, which isn't short, but in front of this country bumpkin she looked down on the most, she seemed petite and dependent on him, completely enveloped by him. He looked down at her slightly and asked, "How much do you want?"

Jiang Hua looked into his deep eyes, her heart skipped a beat, but quickly... she came back to her senses, her red lips curled up, and she poked his chest, "No amount of money could support you."

Jiang Hua tried to run, but Pei Zhan blocked her way. "Pocket."

Jiang Hua had no idea what he was up to. She looked into his suit trouser pocket and reached in as he did. She pulled out a black bank card with gold lettering. He tilted his head and looked at her, then said, "We'll go back after my injury heals."

"I'll be very busy during this time, so please stay here and be quiet. I'll go shopping with you when we get back to the capital."

Jiang Hua flipped through the cards in her hand. Apart from the gold-embossed bank card number, there was nothing special about them. Although Jiang Weiguo had also given Jiang Hua a credit card with no PIN and no spending limit, she could easily spend millions a day without batting an eye. But thinking of Pei Zhan's status, she looked up and met her gaze, a mocking and disdainful smile curving her lips. "The money in this card probably isn't even enough for one of my earrings. Don't embarrass yourself here."

"Keep this money for your Song Qingran."

"After all, she's your future..."