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

Jiang Hua neither confirmed nor denied it, but she also remained silent.

They criticized him from time to time, saying one thing after another.

"A woman who is beautiful and knows how to please men may be useful, but she still needs to consider her background and whether she is worthy of the position she holds in the Chen family."

"Yes, it's no use just having money at home."

Jiang Hua quietly peeled the orange in her hand. Her slender, jade-like fingers made the wealthy women envious and jealous. These older women were all wrinkled and wrinkled. No matter how much they took care of themselves, it was useless. They could never compare to the advantages that age brings.

This was only the beginning of the banquet…

Jiang Group.

After everyone had finished introducing their designs,

Zhou Yan had her assistant take the documents and, using her privileged position, went upstairs to the president's office.

The assistant knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The assistant pushed open the door, and Zhou Yan walked in. Pei Zhan and Zuo Xiangnan were finishing their briefing.

Zhou Yan: "President Pei, is this a convenient time?"

Pei Zhan waved his hand, and Zuo Xiangnan nodded and turned to leave.

Pei Zhan glanced down at the half-finished contract on the table and said, "Something came up." He then signed his name smoothly with a few strokes.

Zhou Yan had her assistant put the things down, and then the assistant left the office. She placed some of her best works in front of Pei Zhan and asked, "Who do you think you favor more among these three people?"

Pei Zhan capped the metal pen and closed the file. "You're the director of the design department. I trust your judgment. The final winner should be decided by you, not me."

Zhou Yan rested her hands on the desk in front of Pei Zhan, pretending to ponder before finally choosing a photograph. She said to him, "I think this one is better. Although the design of this bracelet doesn't quite fit the Jiang family's style, I think trying a new style isn't a bad idea. I've seen her resume; her family also makes gold and silver jewelry to support themselves, so we're in the same boat. The carving design, the openwork carving technique—it would take three to five years to reach this level. If I were to do it myself, I probably couldn't do it as quickly as she did. Indeed… one's birth determines one's future. If she… can be properly trained, perhaps she can break the current traditional concepts of modern design at the Jiang family. We… could even create a separate set of antique-style jewelry, but the overseas audience might not accept it."

"There's another one I won't mention. Finally, take a look at her work. This girl is named Song Qingran, the one you helped pick up her things in the meeting room just now. My sixth sense tells me you two know each other..."

"And...Brother Pei Zhan...don't you think her design style is very similar to someone else?"

Pei Zhan leaned back, his deep gaze fixed on her. "What do you want to say?"

“The three of us grew up together. Ah-Xu loves to draw, and her dream is to have her own art exhibition in the future. You taught her the most basic drawing skills stroke by stroke.”

Zhou Yan stared intently at the man in front of her. "I've seen everything you taught A-Xu. Everyone has their own style of drawing. I could tell at first glance that Song Qingran's drafts... had your pen in them, right?"

"You know Song Qingran. Including that fashion show at Viki a while ago, you helped a girl who was completely inexperienced and had no connections to stand on that stage. You were the one who helped her behind the scenes!"

“Back then, when I went abroad to study, I chose jewelry design, which I disliked the most. Besides being able to accept the news of Ah-Xu’s departure, my purpose was to take revenge on the Jiang family. I wanted them to receive the punishment they deserved. For a girl they looked down on, I wanted them to pay with their lives! That’s why I came to the Jiang Group.”

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, her eyes slightly red, as if trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall. With each word she spoke, the pain in her heart grew heavier.

"Is it because she looks somewhat like Ah Xu that you're so eager to help her?"

Those eyes were exactly like hers.

Zhou Yan was overwhelmed with emotion, her eyes fixed on him, wanting to take in all the emotions in the man's deep eyes and try to figure out what he was thinking. But... he was too good at hiding his true feelings. Even though they had grown up together and spent more than ten years together, Zhou Yan had never truly understood the man in front of her.

“Ah Xu loves you so much, and you also deeply love Ah Xu.”

"You haven't forgotten at all, so why should I forget the hatred, forget... everything that happened back then!"

“When I returned to China, the first thing I did was go back to her grave. When I saw that her tombstone was overgrown with grass, you can’t imagine how angry I was. I thought you had forgotten about her!”

“The Jiang family gave you your current position, and I thought… you were blinded by greed and forgot what you were supposed to do.”

"If it weren't for... seeing this painting and realizing that you still have feelings for Ah Xu, I would have really thought that you came to Jiang's Group just to take your position as president."

Zhou Yan also had her own selfish motives. Sometimes, she really wished that he could forget the past, forget the hatred, forget... her!

That way, he can start over!

She...maybe there's even the slightest chance she can reach his heart, even if it's just a tiny crack. She believes that if it doesn't work in a day, then it will work in a month; if it doesn't work in a month, then it will work in a year, ten years. One day, she will get what she wants.

But Ah-Xu is her only sister…

She will never forget how she died that day.

Even today, seeing Song Qingran's presence, Zhou Yan felt her heart being torn apart bit by bit...

Despite being biological sisters, Zhou Yan and Zhou Xu look nothing alike, and their personalities are completely different.

Pei Zhan stood up, walked to the French windows, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and shielded his eyes from the wind with his hand. "It's not that easy to bring down a big tree."

"You still have a chance to get away now. With your abilities, you will have a better life in the future."

"One wrong step and you're doomed."

Zhou Yan stepped forward and stood behind him, revealing her vulnerable side, "For A-Xu, I'm not afraid of anything."

"If my mother were to regain her senses, she would support my decision."

Everything I have now is a gift from you.

"Brother! Let me help you. Let's bring down the Jiang family together, okay? I also want to do something for A-Xu. As long as you agree, the Jiang family will be completely ruined in less than three years, and they will never have a chance to recover!"

three years?

Under Pei Zhan's leadership, the Jiang family couldn't last even a year.