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

Qiao Wan had already compiled a complete and detailed list of evidence of Jiang Chunzhi's evil deeds. Once she presented it, she could surely ruin Jiang Chunzhi's reputation.

Qiao Wan only showed part of the case to Uncle Hat before filing a case.

Uncle Hat repeatedly confirmed whether she was referring to the young lady from the Chiang family mansion, implying in his words that the other party was very powerful.

"If you can't handle it, then I'll solve it my own way. Anyway, I have nothing to lose and I'm not afraid of anyone wearing shoes."

Qiao Wan acted arrogantly, and Uncle Hat was afraid she would cause trouble.

"We will process the case as usual. Go back and wait for our notification."

After signing the papers, Qiao Wan left the police station with the case acceptance receipt.

It was already dark when they got home. Shen Yingtang took Xiaobao to her brother and sister-in-law's house and asked about the results over the phone.

"Besides Pei Hansheng, I can't think of anyone else who called the police to arrest me. He would stop at nothing to get me for Jiang Chunzhi's sake."

"Xiao Wan, we're not afraid. At worst, we'll fight her to the death, and then we'll leave this godforsaken place, the capital, as soon as possible. They can't possibly chase you to the ends of the earth, can they?"

"Leave..." Qiao Wan lowered her eyes, changing her shoes in the entryway of her home. "Let's wait for the right opportunity."

"What are you waiting for, Ye Jizhou? You've already sacrificed your happiness and marriage for him; that's more than enough..."

The sound of a key turning in the lock came from the doorway. Qiao Wan changed into another slipper and said, "Xiao Tang, I'll talk to you later."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Hansheng came in from outside, changed his shoes and took off his coat.

It felt as natural as returning to one's own home.

His forehead was bandaged, and he looked tired. Even after entering the house, he kept making work calls.

He took a can of ice-cold beer from the refrigerator and placed the takeout food on the table. He beckoned to Qiao Wan to come and eat.

Qiao Wan stood there watching. He looked like a perfect family man, but who would have thought that he was so ruthless behind the scenes that he would want to kill someone?

Just for the pleasure of a couple of ounces of meat, he's turned into a hypocrite.

She didn't look at him again, not even a glance, and went straight into the bedroom, packed some clothes, picked up her suitcase, and left.

Pei Hansheng is the owner of this place, so she has no need to stay here.

She remained a discarded woman, waiting for a man to return and favor her, just like before.

Pei Hansheng quickly told his subordinate on the other end of the phone that they would talk again tomorrow, put down his phone, strode to the door, and grabbed Qiao Wan's wrist.

"What have you done now, running away from home?"

Qiao Wan looked at him calmly, without making a fuss at all.

"You are now the owner of this house. I will move my things out within a week. I am not renting this house anymore."

Pei Hansheng frowned, stared at her face, and laughed in exasperation.

"Is it because we're going to have a photoshoot at the winery? You always do this, not only are you unhappy, but you also do things that annoy everyone and make everyone uncomfortable."

Qiao Wan glanced at Pei Hansheng: "You're really crazy. I didn't think that way at all."

"Why are you moving out today when you were perfectly fine? Something must have happened."

Pei Hansheng secured the suitcase and led the person into the house.

"Come on, Qiao Wan, tell me clearly what exactly happened."

Qiao Wan decided to cut to the chase and asked directly, "Did you call the police to arrest me?"

Pei Hansheng paused, his angry gaze instantly extinguished, replaced by worry: "You were arrested. Did they do anything excessive to you?"

Qiao Wan curled her lips into a sneer: "Stop pretending, it's disgusting!"

Pei Hansheng's anger, which he had just suppressed, surged up again: "Qiao Wan, you have to take responsibility for what you did. You are never allowed to touch that drug again, nor can you use it on anyone else. This time, I'll teach you a lesson."

Qiao Wan shook off his hand and slapped Pei Hansheng across the face.

"Why didn't you call the police and have Jiang Chunzhi arrested? She's the one who needs to be taught a lesson."

Pei Hansheng blushed, puffed out his cheeks with his tongue, but wasn't very angry. His eyes were full of helplessness: "I can't control her affairs that much."

Qiao Wan sneered inwardly.

"Whether you can't control it or you want to protect it, you know best in your heart. You're a hypocrite, a despicable and selfish scoundrel, saying one thing to my face and another behind my back. You slept with me while possessing my body, and then you ruined me for other women!"

Pei Hansheng stared at Qiao Wan intently, his eyes swirling with a strange and unsettling undercurrent.

The fleeting sense of loss, lasting only a second, left Qiao Wan somewhat taken aback.

He sneered, "Yes, that's how I am in your heart, that's how worthless I am, not as good as any of the men around you."

Qiao Wan stood there, calming all her emotions, and closed her eyes to hide her endless loneliness.

"The divorce is going well, why are you bothering me?"

Pei Hansheng's face was filled with a dark and painful expression. He looked at her, his eyes red and moist. He grabbed his coat.

"I'm the one who should leave."

Pei Hansheng changed his shoes, the door opened and closed, the footsteps gradually faded away until there was no more sound. Qiao Wan, like a deflated balloon, squatted on the ground and hugged herself tightly.

I'm exhausted; this was a battle I had to fight all by myself.

Pei Hansheng, please never appear in my life again...

……

Pei Hansheng went downstairs, sat in the car for a while, took out his phone, and called the Pei family's old residence.

The maid answered the phone, her voice filled with surprise: "Young Master, are you coming back? I'll tell Madam right away."

"Tell Rong Wenying not to do anything underhanded to Qiao Wan. If she dares to call the police to arrest someone today, I'll send her abroad for vacation tomorrow, and she can forget about ever coming back to China."

"This... young master..."

The maid glanced at Rong Wenying beside her. Her face, which had been showing a faint expectation, instantly turned extremely cold, and her resentment was so great that it could lift the roof off the entire old house.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

Pei Hansheng hung up the phone, and Rong Wenying grabbed the landline and smashed it to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

Pei Xinyang came out of his study upon hearing the commotion.

He dared not easily get angry when Rong Wenying lost her temper, but he usually went along with her when it came to Pei Hansheng's affairs. No one knows a son better than his father, and he knew how infuriating his son could be, especially when it came to marriage.

The maid complained, "Master, the young master just called, falsely accusing Madam of bullying Qiao Wan and making her cry."

Pei Xinyang waved his hand, signaling the servants to leave.

He pulled Rong Wenying into his arms, sat down with her on the sofa, and patiently coaxed her:

"I'll inform the photography company right now that we won't be taking a family photo tomorrow, we'll go straight to taking engagement photos. The marriage between the Pei and Jiang families is settled."

Rong Wenying glared at Pei Xinyang with a red nose, her anger subsiding considerably: "That's more like it. That kid can at least listen to you a little."

Pei Xinyang sighed, patted Rong Wenying's shoulder, and said with heartache, "Since Qiao Wan was kidnapped, you two have been like enemies. It's really not suitable to keep such a daughter-in-law. Once their cooling-off period is over, we'll have Pei Hansheng marry Jiang Chunzhi. Things will eventually get back on track."