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

Jiang Hua looked down at the fish that had been handed to her, tears welling up in her eyes, but she held them back. When she looked up, she had a bright smile on her face. "I could never spend all this money, no matter how extravagant I am. It'll be fine."

"That's really strange. I don't know who said it before, but the money I earn is enough for someone to live on. Was it you who said that...?"

"I was just joking with you!"

After finishing her meal, Jiang Hua went back to her room, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window. All around her was a quiet silence.

Jiang Hua never liked being alone in quiet, especially when she had something on her mind, she would start to overthink.

Just like right now… Jiang Hua is wondering why Pei Zhan loves Song Qingran so much…

They protected her so well for five years...

For five whole years, she knew nothing about herself…

Everyone envied her for being born into the Jiang family, living a life of luxury...

However, she can also be unhappy.

Jiang Hua felt a deep sense of inferiority towards Song Qingran, whom she knew nothing about.

Feeling the intense emotions surging in her heart, Jiang Hua knew she couldn't let her mind wander any further. She quickly composed herself, took a shower, and took two sleeping pills before going to bed.

It takes Pei Zhan more than an hour to travel from downtown Beijing to the Jiang family villa.

An hour later, a black car stopped outside the Jiang family villa. The maid who was cleaning the living room heard the noise, walked over, and woke up Jiang Weiguo, who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"Sir, the son-in-law is back."

Jiang Weiguo opened his eyes. "You all go and rest too."

Pei Zhan came in from outside, and all the servants left.

Pei Zhan called out, "Chairman Jiang."

Jiang Weiguo stared at him sharply, "After three years of marriage, you're still blaming me for forcing you to marry Huahua?"

Pei Zhan nodded and lowered his head, "I wouldn't dare, Chairman Jiang."

Upon hearing this unfamiliar address, Jiang Weiguo's eyes sharpened slightly. "Come to my study."

The night was pitch black. On the wide lawn outside the Jiang family's courtyard, there was a white Western-style architectural sculpture with water spraying around it. The center of the pool glowed fluorescently under the light.

The Jiang family's enormous villa looked exactly like a huge, magnificent, and dazzling castle.

Even though it was dark outside, only the Jiang family villa was lit up.

A slight click of the door lock sent a dark figure into the room. The man, glowing faintly in the darkness, gazed at the woman on the bed.

Jiang Hua was fast asleep, her long, silky hair spread out on the bed, her straight legs bent as she lay on her side.

Pei Zhan could clearly hear Jiang Weiguo's warning to him, "When Huahua comes back, I'll know she's been wronged by you."

"Even if you have other women outside, no matter what, I want you to always put Huahua first."

"Even if you're faking it, you have to make it convincing. You have to make her shed a single tear."

"You've eaten so much from my Jiang family over the years, you'll have to spit it all out, twice as much."

Jiang Hua heard the sound of a shower in her sleep, and when she woke up, she realized that it was not a dream.

Jiang Hua looked at the time displayed on her phone. It was already eleven o'clock. Why was he back here?

Since their marriage, Pei Zhan has only visited this place a handful of times…

Pei Zhan only came over when Jiang Hua kept pestering him to the point of no return.

Jiang Hua knew that Pei Zhan didn't want to see her father, and at the same time... he also loathed her...

Pei Zhan emerged from the bathroom in a dark bathrobe, his chest exposed to reveal his strong, muscular physique. As the room lights came on, the two locked eyes, but neither spoke a word.

Jiang Hua was wearing a sexy halter-neck nightgown. One of the thin straps slipped down slightly, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and half-covered breasts, exuding a seductive charm. Jiang Hua, both sleepy and awake, was like a bewitching enchantress.

Jiang Hua slowly asked him, "When did you arrive?"

Pei Zhan: "9:30."

"Dad, did he call you?"

Pei Zhan didn't hide it, "Yes."

Jiang Hua lowered her beautiful eyes, seemingly lost in thought. "Don't take his words to heart."

"Ah."

As Pei Zhan went inside to dry his hair, his phone, which was on the bedside table, suddenly vibrated. Jiang Hua glanced at it.

Song Qingran: You don't need to pick me up tomorrow, I can go to school by myself.

It's her again!

Upon learning of Pei Zhan's infidelity, Jiang Hua felt as if she had never truly recovered from the truth.

Jiang Hua felt her hands trembling!

My heart also felt uncomfortable.

Pei Zhan came out of the bathroom, walked to the bedside, and glanced at his phone. Jiang Hua, under the covers, gripped the sheets tightly. "Who are you messaging so late?"

Pei Zhan: "Work."

lie!

Jiang Hua left a bedside lamp on, then curled up in bed with her back to him.

Feeling the ground around her cave in, Jiang Hua closed her eyes.

Since she was discharged from the hospital, the two of them have been sleeping in separate rooms. Before, she always slept in the guest room, and after that, she would wake up in the bed. Pei Zhan... made do in the study. After that, it has always been like this, with him sleeping in the study.

Feeling the warm hand penetrate her skin through the thin fabric, Pei Zhan placed his hand on her waist. Jiang Hua felt a little uncomfortable, knowing what he wanted to do. She said, "You're keeping Song Qingran as a mistress while having sex with me, Pei Zhan, isn't that disgusting?"

Jiang Hua kept her eyes closed, motionless, and remained awake. She didn't know how much time had passed until dawn broke outside, and then the person beside her stirred.

At the same time, a cell phone rang, but Pei Zhan quickly cut it off.

Jiang Hua felt as if she were drowning in water, her chest tight and suffocating, a dense, throbbing pain sweeping through her entire body.

A few minutes later, the sound of a door closing rang out.

Jiang Hua felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

A few minutes later, Pei Zhan drove away in his black sedan. Jiang Hua stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms crossed, watching the car drive away, and then she made a phone call.

"My husband will be taking a female college student to Beijing University in two hours..."

"No matter what method you use, I need to see her face clearly."

"Ideally, we could capture their intimate moments on camera."

The other party: "But..."

Jiang Hua: "Two hundred thousand."

Without the slightest hesitation, the other party agreed, "Yes, Miss Jiang, we will definitely not let you down this time."

Pei Zhan, this time, you will not have another chance to hurt me.

After the divorce, your father will remove you from your position in the company. Even if you are no longer the president of the Jiang Group, with your abilities, you can still give Song Qingran the best future.

But I can't... just stand by and watch the Jiang family's business, built up over so many years, be destroyed in your hands.

To keep a low profile, Pei Zhan changed his car when picking up and dropping off Song Qingran at school. The car cost around 400,000 to 500,000 yuan, which was easily recognizable in the capital city. It wasn't particularly good, but it wasn't bad either.

Song Qingran wore a neat ponytail and seemingly ordinary t-shirt and pants, but these clothes were all custom-made from a brand, each costing around five figures.

Song Qingran sat in the passenger seat, her innocent face showing extreme dissatisfaction, with her backpack on her lap. "...Could you put this at the subway station for me? I'll take the subway myself. It wouldn't look good if someone saw me."

Pei Zhan: "On the way."

Song Qingran had never seen a man as domineering, unreasonable, and autocratic as him.

When they arrived at the gate of Imperial University, Song Qingran was afraid that others would see her, so she hurriedly tried to open the car door and get out.

Song Qingran pressed the doorbell several times but still couldn't open it. She looked at him impatiently and said, "What else do you want to do!"