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

"Hansheng, save me! Get her away quickly, hurry!"

As Jiang Chunzhi called out repeatedly, Pei Hansheng withdrew his gaze and went over to help Jiang Chunzhi up.

"What happened?"

"There's a ghost! Zhang Manman has come back to life! She's here to take my life! Han Sheng, I'm so scared!"

Pei Hansheng frowned: "Go see a psychiatrist for a checkup."

She arranged for someone to take Jiang Chunzhi to the psychiatric ward, and while standing at the door of the doctor's office, she called Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan is driving.

The phone rang, and she hung up.

Pei Hansheng called again, then hung up.

The game continued until Xiao Bao looked up from the console, stuck his bottom out, and crawled to the front row: "Mommy, someone called you."

Qiao Wan gripped the steering wheel, looking straight ahead: "I know, but Mommy's driving, so you need to concentrate."

"It's okay, Xiao Bao can answer it for Mommy."

Xiao Bao held Qiao Wan's phone in his two little hands and swiped the answer button with his chubby fingers.

"Hello, this is Xiaobao. Who are you looking for?"

When the call connected, Pei Hansheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Bao, it's me."

"Who is it?" Xiao Bao tilted his head. "Are we playing a guessing game?"

Pei Hansheng gritted his teeth: "I'm your Uncle Pei. Do you think there are many men calling your mommy?"

Little Bao leaned back in his chair like a little adult, crossed his legs, and giggled.

"Xiao Bao is just joking with you."

The soft, sweet voice entered his ears, softening Pei Hansheng's sharp expression.

"Give the phone to Qiao Wan, I have something to say."

"Mommy is driving, so you need to concentrate on driving and you can't make phone calls."

Pei Hansheng sneered.

If I really wanted to answer, I'd take my phone with me even when I was showering; it's all just an excuse.

"Now I'm asking you, where are you driving to?"

"I'm meeting a friend at the Tianjie Shopping Mall."

Pei Hansheng, his nerves on edge, demanded, "Who are you seeing? What's their name?"

"He's a foreign uncle, I think his name is... Dan..."

The car was waiting at a red light. Qiao Wan turned her head and said, "Xiao Bao, don't talk so much. After you say goodbye, give your phone to Mommy."

"Okay, Uncle Pei, goodbye."

Xiao Bao tapped his finger and pressed the hang-up button.

The obedient girl handed the phone to Qiao Wan: "Mommy, are you not going to play with Uncle Pei anymore?"

In Xiao Bao's world, liking someone means being able to play together.

What he really wanted to ask was whether Mommy and Uncle Pei's relationship was falling apart.

Qiao Wan didn't know how to answer this question.

She herself did not want her son to have too much contact with Pei Hansheng.

Shen Yingtang was sending out New Year's red envelopes in the fan group. While typing and interacting, she glanced at Xiaobao and asked, "Do you really want your mommy and Uncle Pei to play together?"

"I don't really want to," Xiao Bao said, unsure. He just sensed that Mommy liked Uncle Pei. "Godmother, does Uncle Pei want to play with Mommy? Did they have fun?"

"In the adult world, this is called love. You probably want to ask, does Uncle Pei love your mommy?"

That's roughly the idea.

"He doesn't love your mommy, so we can't love people who don't love us, because we are people with dignity and need to learn to love ourselves, understand?"

Xiao Bao seemed to understand but not quite, blinking his two big, dark, grape-like eyes.

"If you don't love me, then forget it. Little Bao loves Mommy, and will always love her."

Shen Yingtang put down her phone and was surprised to see a sense of responsibility in the child's face. She hugged the little one tightly and adored him.

"Shen Wei, oh Shen Wei, how come Qiao Xiaowan is so good at having children? You're practically an angel baby. You're handsome, have a great personality, and are so caring. What will you be like when you grow up? You're not allowed to be a scumbag. Your destructive power is enough to bring disaster to the world."

Qiao Wan looked up and glanced at the rearview mirror.

"Xiao Tang, you're exaggerating."

Shen Yingtang stared intently at Xiaobao, and couldn't help but sigh, "You two have such strong genes."

Qiao Wan coughed, signaling her not to say too much.

Shen Yingtang stopped talking and picked up the game console to play with Xiaobao.

Qiao Wan's phone rang again; this time it was a client.

Daniel is from France, the wine capital, and Qiao Wan intends to expand into overseas markets. Over the past three months, she has maintained daily contact with Daniel on social media platforms.

He came specifically for Qiao Wan.

"Hey Joe, my flight has landed."

"I've booked a hotel for you in the city center's commercial district. How about I treat you to hot pot at Jiu Sheng Ju after you check in?"

"Oh, you're like a mind reader! I eat at that restaurant every time I come to Beijing."

Daniel spoke in broken Chinese, mixed with some French, but fortunately, languages ​​were Qiao Wan's forte, so communication was no problem.

In order to secure this major client, she meticulously reviewed Daniel's social media activity over the past three years, including his preferences, habits, and dietary habits, down to the smallest detail.

The last time she paid this much attention to someone was when she first married Pei Hansheng. He was all she could think about, and all she wanted was to be a good wife and live a good life with him.

The more she learned about Pei Hansheng, the more she realized that Pei Hansheng's world was too crowded. She was like a beggar who was always standing outside the door, only able to see through a window. The lively and romantic world inside shone on her, but she could never reach it.

Those few months of sweetness turned out to be nothing more than a meticulously planned deception.

The pain was so intense that she no longer wanted to love Pei Hansheng.

"Joe, there's someone else I need to see in Beijing. He's been inviting me to collaborate with his multinational corporation for the past few years. He's been very sincere and offered a high price, but I don't have that idea right now. However, because of you, I came here this year and decided to meet with him. I just want to hear more of your thoughts."

"Me?" Qiao Wan was somewhat flattered: "You're discussing a very big deal, how can you let my opinions influence you?"

"No, you are very thoughtful and always give me a lot of valuable ideas. In the past three months of our conversations, you have opened up a soft, rich, and vibrant world from a female perspective for me. I trust you very much."

"Okay, shall we chat over hot pot at noon?"

"No problem, Joe, I can't wait."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Wan was genuinely happy, surrounded by a sense of accomplishment, and the world seemed so much better.

Shen Yingtang asked, "Was it that Frenchman? You two seemed to be having a good chat."

Qiao Wan's eyes sparkled as she said, "Daniel is the sixth son of a French luxury goods company. He also runs a wine business. I'm honored to be his friend."

……

hospital.

Goldman Sachs called.

"President Pei, Daniel's plane has landed, but he didn't accept our pick-up. Instead, he took a taxi directly to a five-star hotel in the business district. He must have other plans."

"This time he came to Beijing, trying every possible way to finalize the contract."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chunzhi came out after completing her examination.

After the medication wore off, she returned to normal, but she was so frightened that she felt like she had lost half her soul.

Pei Hansheng glanced at the time: "I'll be leaving after I get the report. Can I have the driver accompany you?"

"Hansheng, is the Daniel you mentioned the sixth son of the luxury brand G&T? I'm a lifetime member of theirs; see if I can help you."

"No need," Pei Han said unhappily. "Take care of yourself. I don't need anyone's help. It makes me look incompetent."

Jiang Chunzhi's eyes welled up with tears: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I just don't want to end up like Qiao Wan, unable to offer any help and instead becoming a burden to you."