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

Jiang Hua didn't quite understand what he said. After all, she was his girlfriend. She had originally planned to apologize for Shen Yebai's sake, but since he had said so, she decided to let it go.

Just then, Wang Qi came over and said, "Miss, it's getting late. Your husband called, so you should go back now."

Jiang Hua thought for a moment and said, "Well then, Brother Ye Bai, I'll head back first. I still need to apologize for what happened to my sister-in-law. It was too dark, and I didn't recognize her. Tell her not to be angry, and I'll bring a gift to apologize to her next time I have time."

After saying that, Jiang Hua turned and left, unaware of the deep emotion that followed. Once the car was gone, her eyes instantly turned cold.

The secretary assumed that Miss Jiang was angry because she had hurt Xu Xiangjun, so he said, "Miss Xu is fine, you don't need to worry."

Shen Yebai said in a cold tone, "Change her."

The secretary paused for a moment, not quite understanding what was happening, but immediately replied, "Yes."

Shen Yebai: "When was this scene rehearsed?"

The secretary replied, "Very few people buy tickets for this scene, so it's usually filmed once every three months."

"However, I also knew that Miss Jiang would come whenever this play was performed."

At 9:30 p.m., Jiang Weiguo had just returned from fishing. Today's fishing went quite well; he caught several big ones.

Jiang Hua arrived at that moment. She walked into the entrance hall and saw the person who had returned with a worried look on their face. Jiang Weiguo asked with concern, "What trouble did you get into outside again?"

Minor troubles are usually not worth her frowning over, unless they are thorny issues that she cannot resolve, in which case she will frown.

Jiang Weiguo walked over and sat down next to Jiang Weiguo, telling him everything that had happened that day.

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Weiguo didn't react at all. He picked up the tea that Xu Ma had brewed and started drinking it. "He's just a stage actor. So what if you offended him? Haven't you offended enough people already? I took him to a banquet at the Chamber of Commerce, and you directly offended the son of the president of the Capital Chamber of Commerce. Not only did you beat him up, but you almost broke his manhood."

“I’ve never been this anxious before, not even when I saw you.”

"Besides, Ye Bai didn't take it to heart, so you don't need to worry about it."

"He's not young anymore. Men have needs. There's no need to make a fuss about him having women around him."

“The Jiang family doesn’t have as many rules as the Shen family. When the time comes, Ye Bai’s wife will definitely be a wife of equal social standing. Ordinary people probably won’t even be able to get close to the Shen family.”

"So you don't need to worry about it. It's getting late, so get some rest."

Jiang Weiguo's words relieved her of her worries. She stood up, supporting herself on her knees. "By the way, did you speak to Pei Zhan on the phone?"

"He should be back tomorrow, and he'll be bringing a guest over for dinner. You'd better control your temper then, so as not to become a laughing stock in front of outsiders."

"Guests? Who is it?" Jiang Hua asked. Jiang Weiguo kept her in suspense, "You'll find out tomorrow."

When Jiang Hua returned to her room upstairs, she took out her phone and suddenly saw a message. The profile picture was pure white, and the nickname was just a period. The message was simple: two photos of theater tickets, tickets for 11 a.m., with the actors' names written on them. The female lead of the play had been changed back.

He then sent two more words: "Make up for it."

Thinking about it, it should be Shen Yebai.

Jiang Hua didn't think much of it and agreed.

During this time, she didn't want to go to school and had no interest in it at all.

11pm.

On the highway from the city back to the capital.

Song Qingran clutched her chest, her heart still pounding with anxiety. "Mr. Pei, you said Mr. Jiang wants to see me?"

"Is he the chairman of Jiang's Jewelry Group?"

"Why...why does he want to see me?"

“Mr. Pei, I feel like I’m dreaming. What should I do when I get there? What if I say something wrong and Mr. Jiang gets angry?”

The man spoke calmly and patiently: "No, it's just a regular meal."

"It will be over soon. If you don't want to go, we won't go."

Song Qingran was filled with mixed feelings, a multitude of emotions swirling within her: surprise, joy, nervousness, panic, fear... For the past month, she felt as if she were living an unreal life, and she feared that it was all just a beautiful dream.

When she learned that the person who sponsored her was the president of the Jiang Group, she was indeed angry and wanted to run away. The reason she stayed was because of Director Zhou, whose name was Zhou Yan, whom she felt an instant connection with. Although it was the first time she met her, she had a feeling that they had known each other for a long time.

She persuaded her to stay.

Her name is Zhou Yan, and she is the design director of the Jiang Group.

She once dreamed of building a company, but now she has it all within her grasp.

Will my sister go too?

The older sister that Song Qingran mentioned is Zhou Yan.

Last time, when they went to the Kyoto Grand Hotel for dinner, Zhou Yan arrived later. It was then that Song Qingran learned that Zhou Yan and Mr. Pei had been friends for many years, and that Zhou Yan had even given him a bracelet that she had personally designed—the only one of its kind in the world.

She is Zhou Yan, the world's most famous jewelry designer, and is... her favorite person.

Song Qingran's dream is to one day become like her, shining brightly in her favorite field and owning her own unique brand.

These were things she never dared to imagine, because she also had to pay for her mother's medical expenses, and her dreams were indeed too far out of reach for her.

"You want her to go?"

Song Qingran nodded. "Mr. Pei, is that alright?"

"Yes, I will ask for instructions."

"Thank you, Mr. Pei." Song Qingran smiled at the man in front of her, her dimples appearing and disappearing.

It's really too late. It's still an hour's drive back to Fan Hua Si Jin.

Song Qingran leaned her head back on the car seat. Suddenly, as the car turned, the girl's body leaned against the man next to her, her head resting on his shoulder. Pei Zhan opened his closed eyes, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

As we passed a bus stop, a huge sign displayed a promotional poster of Song Qingran. She was wearing a white knee-length skirt, and her whole demeanor was lively, pure, and vibrant.

For nearly half a month, she... remained quiet and did not make a single phone call.

Jiang Hua slept soundly tonight. When Xu Ma went to her room and saw the opened sleeping pills, she frowned and secretly took the pills away.

Jiang Hua has already taken one bottle of these medicines and cannot take any more.

This can't go on...

The next day, in the morning.

Jiang Hua wore a long black velvet dress, a red rose-patterned headband that matched the color of her handbag, and five-centimeter high heels. She jogged down the stairs, holding onto the handrail.

When Jiang Weiguo saw Jiang Hua coming downstairs, dressed up in a neat outfit, he raised his eyes in surprise and asked, "Where are you going to go gallivanting again?"

Jiang Hua twirled in front of Jiang Weiguo and asked, "Am I pretty, Dad?"

"When has my daughter ever been ugly?"

"The guests will be arriving soon. Don't you want to see Pei Zhan before you leave? It's been a long time since you've seen each other. Don't you miss him?"