After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

Pei Hansheng draped his arm over the sofa, his tone as indifferent and nonchalant as ever, showing no interest in anything.

"That won't happen. And if it does, I can handle it properly."

"Then let me ask you." Fu Yuanzhou leaned against the table, arms crossed, his long legs impossibly proportioned.

"Regarding Nanhe's situation, on one side is his beloved sister, and on the other is his lover who is the target of everyone's criticism. What would you choose? Whenever there is a conflict of interest, there will always be a situation where it is impossible to be fair to both sides. Don't think you can do it; even a god would find it difficult."

Pei Hansheng pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "If it's about Nan He, out of guilt and responsibility, I will favor Jiang Chunzhi a little more. As for Qiao Wan, we will both pay the price for that mistake."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yuanzhou scoffed.

"What did Xiao Wan do wrong? She is also a victim. More importantly, someone is constantly inflicting secondary harm on her. Even if she is wrong, she doesn't deserve this much."

Pei Hansheng raised his eyes, stared straight at Fu Yuanzhou, and narrowed his eyes.

"She's my woman, and I know that better than you do."

"Nanhe actually left us four years ago. All these years, he's just been kept alive by drugs and machines. Do you think he would want to live like this if he were conscious? His existence is someone feeding your inner demons. There are some responsibilities you don't need to take on yourself. If you really can't let go, then you have to give up something."

Pei Hansheng frowned: "I can't just let go like that, but I can tell the difference."

There was a knock on the office door: "Director Fu, a lady surnamed Qiao says she's looking for you."

Fu Yuanzhou suddenly stood up straight: "Tell her to come in."

Pei Hansheng looked towards the doorway and saw Qiao Wan carrying two insulated lunch boxes, wearing a white fleece coat. She looked playful and lively, with big, watery eyes and skin that glowed with tenderness.

Pei Hansheng immediately noticed that it seemed Qiao Wan only revealed this side of herself in front of Fu Yuanzhou—carefree, fearless, and filled with pure affection.

Or perhaps, she has feelings for her older brother?

"Brother, I've heated up some dumplings and food for you, please eat them while they're hot..."

When Qiao Wan came in, she noticed that Pei Hansheng was also there. She stopped in her tracks, and the smile on her face froze.

Pei Hansheng raised his eyelids to meet her gaze, his smile tinged with mockery, but his heart was in turmoil, a sour feeling rising within him.

"How did you know I wanted to eat dumplings?" Fu Yuanzhou went over to her, took the two lunchboxes from Qiao Wan's hands, opened them and smelled the aroma. "They smell so good. Xiao Wan's beef dumplings are the best in the world."

Qiao Wan felt embarrassed by the praise and went to Fu Yuanzhou's side.

"Brother, it's not that exaggerated."

Fu Yuanzhou stuffed a dumpling into his mouth and gave a thumbs up: "The most delicious dumpling in the universe."

The tenderness overflowing from his eyes was so warm that Qiao Wan felt a warmth in her heart.

"Just tell me whenever you want to eat it, and I'll make it for you."

With a bang.

An unpleasant sound came from the other end. Pei Hansheng, with his hand supporting his forehead and expressionless, swept a model off the table and onto the floor.

The skull rolled a few times on the ground and landed at Qiao Wan's feet, causing her to scream in fright.

Fu Yuanzhou shielded Qiao Wan behind him and scolded Pei Hansheng, "Xiao Wan is timid, don't scare her."

Pei Hansheng stared at them as if he were an outsider, then waved his arm, sweeping more organ models off the table and onto the floor.

He also threw away several of Fu Yuanzhou's trophies along with them.

Qiao Wan hid behind Fu Yuanzhou, a ripple passing through her eyes. She lowered her gaze, her panic and fear gone, replaced by a calm as still water.

Fu Yuanzhou glanced back at her, then walked over and grabbed Pei Hansheng by the collar: "Get out of here, you bastard!"

Pei Hansheng, with an unruly expression, puffed out his cheeks with his tongue, shoved Fu Yuanzhou away, his eyes filled with a destructive rage.

He glanced at Qiao Wan and said to Fu Yuanzhou, "We were together all night, and I didn't wake her up until dawn, you know that?"

Qiao Wan's face turned pale instantly, and her voice trembled: "Stop talking, please stop talking, Pei Hansheng."

Fu Yuanzhou roared, "Xiao Wan told you to shut up! Shut your stinking mouth!"

Pei Hansheng's face held a chilling smile as he looked at Qiao Wan: "Tell me, how many times did I ejaculate inside you, and how many times did you experience pleasure?"

Qiao Wan didn't even want to look at him; she just felt that Pei Hansheng was like a mad dog, utterly shameful.

Fu Yuanzhou covered Pei Hansheng's mouth with his hand and dragged him out of the office.

She pointed a finger at Pei Hansheng as a warning: "If you dare say another word that Xiao Wan doesn't like to hear, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Pei Hansheng laughed, his heart filled with nothing but cold-blooded indifference.

"Is it that she doesn't like what she's hearing, or did it hurt you? Fu Yuanzhou, are you fucking jealous of me? I'm sleeping with the woman you like, and you can only watch over her like a ghost, but you can never have her."

Fu Yuanzhou frowned, knowing that Pei Hansheng had been provoked; Xiao Wan hadn't even given him a second glance inside.

This is the only way he can make his presence felt.

"This is a hospital, not your own bed. Keep your voice down."

"I'm fucking announcing to the world that Qiao Wan will not only sleep with me, but she's also going to have my baby."

Fu Yuanzhou's eyes showed a hint of disdain: "First, figure out if you've ever conceived a child, going back three or four years."

Pei Hansheng assumed he was referring to Zhaozhao.

"Stop slandering me. You know better than anyone what's going on with Zhaozhao and the child. What, you think you can use this to persuade Qiao Wan to leave me? Don't even think about it!"

Fu Yuanzhou pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

"It's like his head got kicked by a donkey."

Pei Hansheng was furious and pinned Fu Yuanzhou against the wall: "Fu Yuanzhou, a brother's wife is not to be trifled with! If you don't understand this principle, then you might as well be reborn as an animal."

Fu Yuanzhou didn't resist, but suddenly laughed: "You're so stupid, you might as well die."

Hearing the commotion, Qiao Wan came out and saw Fu Yuanzhou being choked by Pei Hansheng. Blood rushed to her head, and she slapped Pei Hansheng across the face.

"Let go of my brother, don't push your luck."

Pei Hansheng's face was turned to one side by the slap, and a handprint appeared on his handsome face. He was stunned for a few seconds, then looked up at the person opposite him in disbelief.

"Big brother, are you hurt? Pei Hansheng has gone mad; he's mentally unstable."

"It's alright, Xiao Wan, don't be afraid. Your brother is used to it."

Pei Hansheng narrowed his eyes, a mocking expression on his face, and deep in his eyes was a desolate bleakness.

The woman who was moaning seductively beneath him last night is now protecting other men at every turn. Does she even have a heart?

Qiao Wan shoved Pei Hansheng aside: "Get out of my way, you lunatic!"

She helped Fu Yuanzhou into the office, her eyes reddening. "I'm sorry, brother. If I weren't here, you wouldn't have been arguing."

"Xiao Wan, don't blame yourself, this has nothing to do with you."

Pei Hansheng stood at the door, watching the two exchange glances and pour out their hearts to each other, and sneered.

He lifted his foot to leave, but Jiang Chunzhi stood not far away in the corridor, walking quickly toward him: "Hansheng, your aunt asked me to come find you. Let's go home."