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

Jiang Hua was lying on the sofa, playing a game out of boredom, when she heard a sound and looked over.

"finished?"

Shen Yebai nodded, "Yes, I'm going back."

“Alright.” Jiang Hua had no desire to stay here any longer. She stood up and picked up the white suit jacket that was originally covering her, but she didn’t know when it had fallen off. She picked it up, patted the dust off the white suit jacket, and said, “Sorry, I didn’t notice. I’ll take it back to wash it and return it to you when it’s clean.”

She doesn't like owing people things.

"It's alright, you're dressed, no rush."

Jiang Hua put on her coat. Perhaps due to her constitution, she did feel a bit cold going outside. The two walked out of the lounge side by side, and Shen Yebai suddenly asked with concern, "Does your wound still hurt?"

Jiang Hua: "It's much better, but it still hurts a bit when I sleep at night because of the pressure."

At the elevator entrance, the attendant pressed the button for the downstairs elevator.

Once in the lobby, we asked, "Where's Bao'er? Didn't she come with us?"

"Why can't I see her?"

The secretary behind Shen Yebai stepped forward and reported to Jiang Hua, "Miss, Miss Bao'er had dinner at the Western restaurant downstairs and then went back."

Jiang Hua raised her eyebrows. "Ah, it slipped away on its own."

His tone sounded light, but there was a hint of displeasure in it.

The secretary went ahead and drove off. At the hotel entrance, a cool breeze blew in. The Kyoto Grand Hotel was located by the Bund, where a boat passed by, making noise from time to time.

Jiang Hua tucked her wind-blown hair behind her ear and said, "I'm married."

Those few words drifted into the ears of the handsome man standing beside her. Little did he know, the man's fingers stiffened. "Congratulations," he said, offering only two words of blessing.

"I overheard it in the hallway just now, rumors about the two of us. I don't want it to affect you. To be honest, I'm not good enough for you, Brother Ye Bai. I don't want to lie to you either, but I'm afraid that the media will spread rumors and cause irreparable consequences."

"You know, I've always loved to play since I was a child. I can't control my personality and I'm never well-behaved."

Shen Yebai asked, "When did you get married?" His tone was flat, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Jiang Hua: "Last year, just over a year after we got married. It's not convenient for me to tell you who it is, but I hope you won't tell Bao'er, okay?"

Given Shen Bao'er's fearless nature, she will definitely investigate to the end. If something happens to Song Qingran, who is by Pei Zhan's side, who knows what kind of murderous swindler Pei Zhan might do.

Shen Bao'er's brain is no match for Pei Zhan's; she won't even know how she died.

"Okay." Shen Yebai replied, "I will have someone remove any false information."

"If you need anything in the future, you can come to me."

If this were anyone else, it might just be polite talk, but it was Shen Yebai…

Jiang Hua curled her lips into a beautiful smile, "Of course, you are my support."

Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, Jiang Hua's outgoing and friendly nature remained unchanged, making it easy for people to get along with her.

People outside say that Shen Yebai is cold and aloof, making him difficult to approach, but Jiang Hua thinks he's just like that.

Actually, she also wanted to ask him why he didn't bring the female companion from last time, but then she thought better of it. After all, it was his private matter. Shen Yebai was now twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, and seemed to be about the same age as Pei Zhan. It was normal for him to have women around him.

Just then, a car drove up and stopped outside the Kyoto Grand Hotel.

In the back passenger seat, Song Qingran timidly lowered her head, not daring to look at the man beside her. She had never imagined that Mr. Pei was actually the president of the Jiang Group, and that he... had helped her so much.

Zuo Xiangnan looked at the person not far ahead, and a look of amazement unconsciously appeared in her eyes. This... wasn't it a bit too coincidental? She was actually with that person from the Shen family.

Why do these two seem so well-matched? When Jiang Hua is next to Shen Yebai, her usual arrogant and domineering aura disappears.

Jiang Hua followed Shen Yebai into the passenger seat of the car, which represented their identities, after Zuo Xiangnan stopped the car.

It seemed as if they hadn't been detected.

inside the car.

Song Qingran suddenly asked, "So, your wife is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, right?"

Pei Zhan did not deny it, "Yes."

“But I heard that Miss Jiang is very beautiful. You... shouldn’t do anything to hurt her.”

Song Qingran felt her mind was in turmoil. She clearly had someone she liked, but... for some reason, her thoughts and heart were almost uncontrollably drawn to him. "Mr. Pei, can we... end this here?"

Pei Zhan did not respond. They got out of the car to celebrate, to celebrate her... winning first place in the Jiang family's competition.

She naturally received all the resources that the Jiang family should have, and after graduation, she would also receive support from the Jiang family to study abroad for further education...

Song Qingran followed cautiously behind Pei Zhan. As she took her steps to catch up, the man in front of her stopped and quietly took her hand. At that moment, Song Qingran's mind went blank, and she didn't know how to react.

Zuo Xiangnan was surprised. There were paparazzi and media staking out the area. Was President Pei really not afraid of being caught up in rumors by the media? If it got back to Chairman Jiang, there would be another round of trouble.

The paparazzi in the shadows, looking at the photos they had just captured, immediately burst out laughing. "What kind of day is this? A member of the Shen family and the president of the Jiang Group, holy crap... we're rich!"

When they reached the elevator, Song Qingran forcefully shook off his hand. "That's enough, Mr. Pei! I hope you'll stop teasing me. I'm just an ordinary person, and I know my place. No matter what, we can't be together. I already have someone I like."

"I know that we won first place in today's competition because of you and me, but I don't need you to do that."

"I only hope to get the number one position based on my own ability."

As she spoke, Song Qingran bowed to Pei Zhan and forcefully said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Pei." She straightened up and looked at him with a bright and stubborn look in her eyes, "I really can't accept your kindness. I will explain it to Director Zhou myself tomorrow."

"I...I'm leaving now." Song Qingran clenched her fist, her palm still seemingly warm from being led by the man. She turned and tried to run away.

Pei Zhan remained motionless: "..."

Before he could speak, people outside the lobby blocked Song Qingran's path.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, but the young master means that you cannot leave."

The Kyoto Grand Hotel is an asset left behind by the Huo family in the capital.

...

Jiang Hua took off the earrings hanging from her ears. The pure gold ones were too heavy. These officials' wives wore either jade, agate, or gold. In order to match their aesthetic tastes, Jiang Hua also wore a whole set of gold jewelry. The style might be a bit old-fashioned on others, but on Jiang Hua, her face covered up all her flaws.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when we get there."

"Ah."

The air conditioning wasn't on in the car, and the window was only slightly ajar. Jiang Hua couldn't stand the cold air; if she caught a chill, she would get sick again.

It was almost 10 p.m., and Jiang Hua was indeed sleepy.

She slumped down in the back passenger seat and fell asleep.

They arrived at the Jiang family villa.

Secretary: "Should we wake the young lady?"

Shen Yebai also kept his eyes closed, "No need."