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

Shen Yebai stood up and answered the phone.

Once she was alone in the private room, Jiang Hua got up and left after a short while, telling the waiter at the door, "Tell them I had to leave urgently."

The waitress had never seen such a beautiful woman before. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted, "Okay, Miss Jiang."

It was 8:30 p.m., the busiest time of the evening, with guests arriving every three to five minutes. She took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, and started smoking. Holding the thin cigarette between her fingers, she exhaled a puff of white smoke, her posture exuding charm. At the same time, a man came up to chat her up and naturally hooked his arm around Jiang Hua's waist. "...I don't think I've ever seen you at Jinbihuihuang."

Jiang Hua looked at the unfamiliar middle-aged man standing close to her. She glanced down at his hand, frowned, and neither spoke nor moved away. Seeing that she did not refuse, the man felt he had a chance, and the lust in his eyes was obvious. "There's a cruise ship dinner later. Interested in going?"

"What are you doing? Let her go." The girl who suddenly appeared pushed the middle-aged man away. Jiang Hua looked at Song Qingran, who had come to her defense, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

A hint of displeasure flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. "Do you even know who I am?!"

"I don't care who you are, you just can't bully her. If you harass her again, believe me, I'll call the police right now." With that, Song Qingran took out her phone and dialed three numbers.

Zuo Xiangnan, following behind Pei Zhan, was trembling with fear. "Young Miss, she..."

Pei Zhan waved his hand, and Zuo Xiangnan paused, saying nothing more.

After the middle-aged man left, the crisis was over, and Song Qingran breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and looked at Jiang Hua to see if she was hurt. "That kind of person is obviously up to no good. Senior Jiang, you must not go with him."

Jiang Hua smoked half a cigarette, then extinguished it when she felt a slight bitterness in her mouth.

"Song Qingran, you really are a persistent ghost. How did you know... I didn't want to go with him? Mind your own business."

The elevator is still on the sixteenth floor; it will take a while to come down.

Until Jiang Hua's gaze fell on the man who was slowly walking behind Song Qingran, his steps unhurried. Upon seeing this, a wicked and arousing feeling welled up in Jiang Hua's heart. "Is he your boyfriend whom you're secretly keeping from everyone?"

Song Qingran turned around quickly, then hurriedly explained to Jiang Hua, "No, he's not my boyfriend. I already have a boyfriend. He's Mr. Pei, who's sponsoring me. We have no relationship whatsoever."

Jiang Hua raised her lips, a hint of malice in her eyes, "Is that so?"

"Really, Mr. Pei is already married, so... I really have absolutely no relationship with him." Song Qingran made it clear that there was no connection between them. Afraid that Jiang Hua wouldn't believe her, she immediately explained, "I already have a boyfriend, Senior Jiang, please don't misunderstand."

Jiang Hua nodded and said, "So it's a relationship between a sugar daddy and a mistress."

Jiang Hua never minced words, and she felt a strange sense of pleasure about it.

“No…no.” Song Qingran said stiffly.

Jiang Hua: "No? One of them is cheating on his wife, and the other is cheating on his boyfriend. They both came to the Imperial Hotel alone for dinner. What else could this be but a secret rendezvous?"

Just then, the elevator arrived. Jiang Hua stepped into the elevator, crossed her arms, and gave Pei Zhan a meaningful smile. However, Pei Zhan didn't seem to care. His face didn't show much emotion, unlike Song Qingran, who looked humiliated and on the verge of tears, but didn't know how to explain herself.

The moment the elevator doors closed, Jiang Hua withdrew her haughty gaze.

The restaurant has prepared a private car for our return trip.

Jiang Hua walked up to a black car when suddenly a figure came out of the lobby. Song Qingran grabbed Jiang Hua's hand, but Jiang Hua didn't recognize her and quickly pushed her away.

Song Qingran was hurt by the fall and fell to the ground, tears immediately welling up in her eyes, until she was helped up by the man who chased after her.

"Xiang Nan, take her home."

Zuo Xiangnan: "It's President Pei."

With red eyes, Song Qingran snapped at Zuo Xiangnan, waving her hand away to stop her from touching her: "Don't touch me!"

The driver, who got out of the passenger seat, saw the dramatic scene but calmly stood in front of the driver's seat without intervening.

Song Qingran looked like she was about to cry. She took a deep breath and asked, "Senior Jiang, what do you want from me to believe me?"

“I understand, I’ve tried so hard to get your forgiveness, why do you always have to pick on me… Do you know that the things you say can ruin a person?”

Jiang Hua opened the passenger door, then lowered her hand, saying nonchalantly, "What does this have to do with me? Get lost and stop getting in my way."

After saying that, Jiang Hua got into the car, completely ignoring the girl behind her who had been hurt by her words.

Song Qingran watched the departing car with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Hua looked at her phone. Shen Bao'er had sent her a message: You've left?

Jiang Hua replied: Yeah, I'm sleepy, I'm going back to sleep.

As the car drove onto the main road, a disheveled woman suddenly rushed out. The car stopped abruptly, and Jiang Hua was thrown forward, her forehead hitting the back of the passenger seat. Just then... the woman was holding a kitchen knife and kept slashing at the car window.

The driver quickly rolled up the car window, shouting, "I'll kill you... I'm going to kill you!"

Jiang Hua was a second too slow to dodge, but fortunately, the knife only managed to cut her arm. Just a second... just a second away, the madwoman's cleaver would have slashed her carotid artery.

"What are you standing there for! Run!" Jiang Hua dodged back, clutching her bleeding wound. She stared at the madwoman whose face was covered in blood, her eyes filled with ferocious hatred as she held a knife in her hand, as if she wanted to tear her to pieces.

The driver immediately drove away.

Half past ten in the evening.

When Jiang Weiguo rushed over, he heard Jiang Hua crying in fear outside the hospital ward. She was truly terrified.

"Dad~" Jiang Hua's eyes were red. Jiang Weiguo walked to the bedside and sat down, his eyes filled with worry. "Huahua, don't be afraid, it's alright!"

Jiang Hua didn't say a word, but leaned on Jiang Weiguo and cried for a long time.

The emotional fluctuations were intense, and the crying was extremely tragic.

Jiang Weiguo patted Jiang Hua on the back to soothe her emotions.

When Jiang Weiguo received a call from the hospital informing him that Jiang Hua had almost been attacked by a mysterious, crazy woman, he immediately went to the hospital.

At that moment, Pei Zhan received a phone call from the mental hospital.

"Mr. Pei, we apologize for our negligence; your foster mother...sneaked out of the hospital..."