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

"How dare you touch me!"

Pei Zhan calmly lit a cigarette, and after listening to her finish speaking, he exhaled a puff of white smoke. "Last night, wasn't Miss Jiang rushing to fulfill her marital obligations with me?"

Jiang Hua cursed, "Stop pretending! I'm clearly going to find Shen Yebai."

Why were you at that hotel last night?

Pei Zhan: "It was just a coincidence."

A look of mild anger appeared on Jiang Huaming's bright face. She simply did not believe in any coincidence. Just then, a voice that did not belong to him came through the microphone.

The nurse walked up behind Pei Zhan and said, "Sir, regarding your girlfriend's condition, please go to the doctor's office. There are some important things I need to discuss with you."

Pei Zhan moved his phone away and nodded to the nurse, "Okay, I understand."

When Pei Zhan looked at the phone again, it had already been disconnected.

Then, Zhou Yan, who had overheard the phone call, walked out from a corner with a blank and somewhat helpless expression.

"You...are married?"

Pei Zhan didn't try to hide his feelings and said frankly, "Yes, I'm married."

Zhou Yan never imagined that the person who loved her sister so deeply would learn from this man that he was already married.

These words were like needles piercing her heart, causing her immense pain.

Zhou Yan's heart told her that she couldn't accept this fact.

"You're married, but what about Ah-Xu?"

"Are you just going to forget about her like that?"

"How can you do this to Ah-Xu!"

Pei Zhan said, "Ayan, people can't live in the past."

"It is a fact that she is dead."

"You should also have your own life, find a suitable boyfriend and settle down."

Zhou Yan's eyes were slightly red. She found the news a little ridiculous. She looked to the side, pretending to be nonchalant as she wiped away her tears. The wind blowing from the corridor outside the 16th-floor ward made her eyes feel dry.

She looked at the man in front of her. His demeanor was different now; he had become more mature and composed.

Pei Zhan used to have a rough, street-smart air about him. Even the clothes he wore were things that others had thrown away, which he would take back, wash, and continue wearing. His clothes always had a fresh scent of laundry detergent.

But now he is successful in his career, and even the clothes he wears are very expensive.

The black suit was covered in the scent of high-end aromatherapy essential oils.

For a moment, the man in front of her seemed like a stranger.

“But…I…” she choked out.

The remaining complete statement is:

But I fell in love with you a long, long time ago!

She was selfish. She thought that after Ah Xu was gone, she and he... still had a sliver of hope that she could be with him.

When she was sixteen, she was just beginning to experience romantic feelings.

Since being adopted by his mother, Pei Zhan has taken on the role of his father in caring for her and A-Xu.

Pei Zhan had never attended school, but he was very intelligent and learned a lot through self-study. He even taught her her lessons. He sat next to her, took a pen, and wrote a line of beautifully written formulas on her notebook…

Even the slightest touch from time to time was enough to make Zhou Yan's heart race.

She was an excellent student from a young age, always ranking first in everything she did.

All the credit goes to him; everything she has is thanks to him.

Once, when she was bullied, he stood in front of her and carried her back home despite her injuries.

To this day, Zhou Yan can't forget the feeling of being carried on his back; her heart was pounding.

It wasn't until she learned that Ah Xu and Pei Zhan were secretly together that she completely buried all her love in her heart, and this burial lasted for thirteen years.

Ah Xu is beautiful, innocent and kind. Everyone likes her—neighbors, teachers, classmates… even her mother favors her. She is like the sun, warming everyone around her.

From childhood to adulthood, the person Pei Zhan relied on more was still her.

As the older sister, Zhou Yan knew she shouldn't take away things her sister liked, including his…

Now, she thought she would have a chance to stand by his side, even if it was just to replace Ah Xu, he would be willing.

"So what about you? Aren't you going to take revenge?"

"One thing at a time. I'll finish what I need to do." Pei Zhan's gaze fell on the girl lying in the hospital room behind Zhou Yan, and he tapped a long trail of cigarette ash with his finger. "Take a good rest today. I'll grant you a day off."

Pei Zhan turned to leave.

Zhou Yan pressed further, "Is it Jiang Hua!"

Pei Zhan paused for a moment. "Yes."

Zhou Yan lowered her head and smiled, but her eyes were quickly filled with tears, and a single tear rolled down her cheek.

Jiang Hua!

He actually married the daughter of his enemy!

Pei Zhan, you actually married Jiang Hua!

You clearly had more choices, so why did it have to be her?

Pei Zhan said, "Ayan, don't tell anyone about this except for yourself."

...

In the hotel room, Jiang Hua's phone smashed directly onto the television at the foot of the bed, shattering the screen instantly. Even the valuable ceramic vase next to her was smashed to pieces.

Despite the aches and pains all over her body, Jiang Hua got out of bed. Her legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground several times.

The full-length mirror in the bathroom showed her neck, arms, and even legs covered in marks; there was hardly a clean spot. If an outsider saw this, they would think she had been abused.

During this period, she won't be able to wear those revealing slip dresses in her closet.

"Pei Zhan is a bastard!"

The thought that Pei Zhan was the person she slept with last night filled Jiang Hua with extreme disgust.

Under the warm water, Jiang Hua scrubbed her body again and again, leaving no part untouched, trying to cover up the hickeys.

It took almost an hour before Jiang Hua came out of the bathroom.

A set of clothes had already been prepared on the bed. Jiang Hua changed into the clothes, and then got angry and smashed everything in the hotel room.

Outside the door, the private hotel butler, hearing the noise, immediately knocked on the door, thinking something had happened.

"Ms. Jiang, how may I help you?"

A few minutes later, Jiang Hua dejectedly threw down her golf club and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

The door opened, and there stood a man in uniform.

Jiang Hua asked him, "Do you have a cigarette?"

Seeing the situation in the room, the hotel butler, with years of professional experience, remained calm and bowed his head in refusal, saying, "Ms. Jiang, I'm sorry, smoking is not allowed on this floor of the hotel."

Jiang Hua: "Boring."

After leaving those two words, Jiang Hua took the private driver arranged by the hotel to the Jiang Group.

The handprint from last night is still on her face, it hasn't faded, and she can't swallow this insult no matter what.

The hotel butler had just told Pei Zhan what had happened.

Jiang Hua arrived shortly after, downstairs at her own company.

Upon seeing Jiang Hua's arrival, the receptionists were on high alert. "Good afternoon, Miss," they greeted her respectfully.

Jiang Hua walked with a swagger, her long hair flying freely, exuding a fierce aura: "Which floor is the design department on?"

The receptionist answered hesitantly, "On the sixth floor."

When Jiang Hua arrived on the sixth floor, just then, a designer from the design department came out of the tea room carrying a cup of tea.

"Zhou Yan, where is she?"

“Director Zhou, do you have an appointment in conference room B2? President Pei is also here. Miss… please don’t…” She hadn’t finished speaking.

Jiang Hua didn't give her a second glance and kicked open the conference room door.

Inside the conference room, the selection of designs for this quarter was still underway, with Pei Zhan seated at the head of the table.

Without saying a word, Jiang Hua slapped Zhou Yan across the face in front of all the core employees of the design department…