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

Pei Zhan took out a card from his wallet: "This is your school card. It has enough for your expenses this semester. Call me if it's not enough."

Song Qingran: "I don't want your money, I can earn it myself."

Pei Zhan: "You already owe me a lot, right? This little bit won't make a difference. I've already arranged for your mother's hospitalization and medical care; someone will take care of her."

Song Qingran bit her lip. She knew his temperament; if she didn't take his card, he definitely wouldn't let her out of the car.

She had no choice but to accept it.

Song Qingran, clutching her bag, ran into the campus. It was quite a while before she dared to stop.

However, it all happened in those few short minutes.

Pei Zhan then received a Bluetooth car call notification and pressed the screen to answer it.

Zuo Xiangnan: "President Pei, the bodyguards have located that person, and the contents of the camera have been destroyed. What should we do with this person next?"

Pei Zhan: "Cripple his hand."

Immediately afterwards, another horrific scream came from the phone.

But the other party, though reluctant and defiant, said, "Even if you destroy my camera, it won't matter; the photos have already been sent."

Zuo Xiangnan: "President Pei... this..."

Pei Zhan pursed his sharp lips, but there was no emotion in his eyes. He was very calm, as if this was nothing to him. He simply said, "Leave it to the police."

"Yes, Mr. Pei."

"What about Miss Song? If she sees the photos, this matter will probably become impossible to keep secret. I'm afraid that if Chairman Jiang finds out, Miss Song will be in danger."

Pei Zhan: "I will handle it."

Jiang Hua, who was enjoying bird's nest porridge in the hall of the Jiang family villa, received photos in her email. The photos were clear.

At six o'clock in the morning, Pei Zhan's car drove into the flower-filled landscape.

At 6:45, Pei Zhan was followed by a tall, slender girl with a bag on her back and a cute ponytail, who walked out of the villa.

Around 8:17, in the car… Pei Zhan gave a card to the girl next to him who looked to be only nineteen or in her early twenties…

The maid looked at the person sitting at the dining table, her eyes red, and immediately asked with concern, "Miss, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Hua immediately lost her appetite.

The maid looked at the half-eaten bowl of bird's nest porridge and felt it was a bit of a waste.

This was specially bought by the master to nourish the young lady's body. He was waiting for her to come back so he could stew it for her. He didn't expect her to stop eating after only a few bites.

Sitting in front of the vanity, Jiang Hua looked at herself in the mirror, feeling lost and disoriented. She hadn't slept well all night, and her face was pale and haggard. She rolled up her sleeves and looked at her burned skin, her eyes gradually focusing.

My gaze fell upon the pile of offensive photos in front of me.

Jiang Hua changed into a long dress, took off her wedding ring from her ring finger, and placed it on top of the pile of photos.

Wearing a gemstone ring worth over 80 million yuan from a French auction, Jiang Hua was made up and wore bright lipstick. Every smile and gesture made her stand out as the most eye-catching presence, even among a group of celebrities.

This was the first time in her life she had dressed like this…

She just didn't want to lose again!

After going downstairs, Jiang Hua sat in the back passenger seat of the private car.

Driver: "Miss, where are you going?"

"Take me to the city center."

Driver: "Is it still the same shopping mall?"

Jiang Hua's favorite pastime is shopping. She spends money like water, and spending millions a day is nothing to her.

I was clearly in a bad mood today, and with my eyes closed, I said, "Whatever."

Her goal wasn't the shopping mall, but...

After arriving in the city, Jiang Hua told the driver to go back first and then went to the law firm.

Upon entering the studio, she was stunned to see a woman who was exquisitely dressed and had an elegant demeanor. She had never seen such a beautiful person before. "Miss, how can I help you?"

Jiang Hua handed a business card to the receptionist. "I need this person. Have him come see me now."

"I'm sorry, Attorney Song is not here right now; he has been on leave for a long time."

Jiang Hua: "I've come to get the divorce papers."

The receptionist was surprised but didn't show it, calmly looking at her: "Recently, we've had quite a few divorce agreement drafts. May I ask your surname, ma'am? I'd like to help you find the documents."

Jiang Hua parted her red lips slightly, "Jiang Hua."

"Okay...ok!"

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him was Jiang Hua, the heiress of the Jiang Jewelry Group. It really was her... She was only in her early twenties, and the outside world knew nothing about her marriage. Now... she had unexpectedly gotten divorced without a word.

My God, this news is absolutely explosive.

Jiang Hua personally took the divorce agreement to prevent the news of her divorce from Pei Zhan from reaching her father's ears.

He... has a heart condition.

He retired so early so that he could recuperate at home.

The doctor said that the father could not withstand any more blows.

Her father always hoped that she could live a good life with Pei Zhan. Jiang Hua had considered this, but Pei Zhan... had already betrayed her.

The moment Jiang Hua received the divorce papers, she thought about many things.

But... she still didn't know how to explain it to her father.

Jiang Hua stuffed the agreement into her bag and walked down the street, attracting countless stares, but she remained unmoved.

After walking for a while, she suddenly felt a little tired, so she found a coffee shop and sat down.

Jiang Hua sat by the window, and suddenly a thought popped into her mind…

She wanted to...

She wanted to see Song Qingran before Pei Zhan got divorced, to see... what kind of person she really was, and why Pei Zhan could keep it a secret from her for more than ten years, and wholeheartedly love only her.

Even at the cost of abandoning everything…

Just as Jiang Hua was lost in thought, a girl dressed in plain clothes, carrying a shoulder bag, and with a ponytail, looking pure and innocent, walked over carrying a stack of papers. Just then, the girl entered the coffee shop and asked, "Excuse me, are you still hiring part-time workers here?"

"Sorry, we don't hire part-time workers."

"Oh, I see. Sorry to bother you."

Are you a student at the nearby Imperial University?

"Yes, this is my resume. If your store needs it, you can contact me by calling the number on it."

"You're actually a student at Imperial University. I'll give it to the shop manager later, and maybe... he'll accept you."

"Thank you so much. My name is Song Qingran."

Jiang Hua sat quietly to the side, listening to the girl's gentle, heavenly voice drift into her ears, and watching her every move with composure.

The girl had a bright smile on her face, and her pure and innocent appearance was the kind of face that all men liked and couldn't forget, the face of their first love. You would be attracted to her at first glance.

Song Qingran was clearly unaware of the person watching her.

Until... a fat, greasy man wearing pointed leather shoes, a tight short-sleeved shirt, and a thick gold chain sat down opposite Jiang Hua.

"Hey beautiful, all alone? Want to hang out with me? I'll give you 100,000 a month and I guarantee you'll live the high life."