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

On Saturday, Qiao Wan and Shen Yingtang took Xiao Bao to visit several kindergartens.

Boss Luo called.

"Qiao Wan, another big order has come in. A client is having a party at a private villa and specifically asked you to attend."

Qiao Wan had a bad feeling.

She's only been in the business for a few days, where did she get all these orders?

"What's the customer's name?"

"Jing Fan of the Jing family, a rising star in Beijing."

Qiao Wan took a deep breath.

Pei Hansheng said that even when she went out to work, she revolved around him.

She wanted to get away, but there were just too many flies.

"Boss Luo, I can't take this order."

Why?

"Boss Luo, I'm not stupid, and don't pretend you don't know."

This person is very shrewd. In terms of professional ability, Qiao Wan is no match for Jiang Yutong, so why would she show more favoritism towards her?

It's all because of the relationship between Qiao Wan and Pei Hansheng.

Once she's squeezed every last drop of value out of Qiao Wan, she won't have to work anymore.

"Qiao Wan, you're not entirely stupid; it's a skill to recognize your own limitations. Instead of taking advantage of Pei Hansheng's lingering feelings for you and grabbing the money, are you still putting on airs and waiting for him to come back to you? Wake up!"

Qiao Wan glanced at her son, who was not far away.

"I never intended to rely on him."

"You didn't realize it, but those three commissions, each worth around two hundred thousand, weren't earned by him?"

Qiao Wan looked up: "I have an appointment with a client today, I really can't go."

"..." Luo Cheng was silent for a moment: "Really? You're finding clients on your own now?"

"Wait for my news."

Qiao Wan hung up the phone and sent a message to Mr. He, who had given her his business card at the banquet the night before, to confirm their meeting at noon.

Xiao Bao bounced over.

"Mommy, Xiaobao loves this kindergarten the most!"

Shen Yingtang held the enrollment brochure in her hand: "This school's tuition isn't cheap. Our son has a really sharp eye; he picked the most expensive one at a glance."

Qiao Wan bent down and straightened her son's tiger-head hat: "This is the place. Mommy earns money to spend on you, baby. We'll start school on Monday."

"Thank you, Mommy." Xiao Bao hugged Qiao Wan, cupped his face and kissed her, "Mommy, you've worked so hard."

Shen Yingtang teased from the side, "Mommy is good now, but don't forget your kindness if something really happens in the future. If that happens, your godmother will kick you, you little brat, into outer space."

Qiao Wan hugged her son tightly and kissed his forehead: "Tell your godmother that our little treasure loves Mommy the most, he's not an ingrate."

Xiao Bao, spoiled and arrogant, stuck out his tongue at Shen Yingtang.

They're so cute, they're adorable no matter how you look at them.

Shen Yingtang secretly marveled at the power of genes. With parents who were both good-looking, they gave birth to an even more extraordinary child, which was simply a masterpiece of Nuwa's skill.

……

At noon, Qiao Wan went to a restaurant to meet with clients.

When I came out to pay the bill, I saw Zhang Xiu by the roadside, looking around.

As she turned around, Jiang Chunzhi walked out of the private room, surrounded by several socialites and heiresses from Beijing, chatting and laughing.

Qiao Wan walked to the side, and Zhang Xiu got into Jiang Chunzhi's car outside.

Zhang Xiu was the nanny Pei Hansheng hired, and perhaps Jiang Chunzhi recommended her. Qiao Wan didn't think much of it and returned to the private room.

As evening approached, Qiao Wan received a call from Tan Shu.

"Why isn't Madam home yet? Mr. Pei is back, and he's angry because he can't see you."

Qiao Wan remained expressionless; even the most obtuse person could figure it out.

"I've already gone back."

Jiang Chunzhi is not as innocent as she seems. As for what she is thinking, you'll find out once you go there.

Qiao Wan told Shen Yingtang and her son that she was working overtime and that she would take a taxi to Tanshu.

Through the door, the lawn lights were dazzling, and the music was loud, creating a chaotic music party atmosphere.

Zhang Xiu opened the door, and Qiao Wan walked into the courtyard. Several young masters and ladies put down their beer and stopped her.

Jing Fan, as always, said, "Qiao Wan, weren't you supposed to be so principled? You rejected my order, so what are you doing here eating shit?"

The man next to him, with ill intent, said, "Young Master Jing, Tanshu is someone else's home. Why can't we come here?"

"Even my second brother wants to get rid of this clingy leech, but she still has the nerve to stick around. There's no one more shameless than Qiao Wan.

A man and a woman walked out of the villa.

Pei Hansheng smiled as he spoke to Jiang Chunzhi, their shoulders occasionally brushing together, sparks flying.

There was no anger Zhang Xiu spoke of, only passion.

Noticing that Qiao Wan was being surrounded by a group of people, Pei Hansheng strode over with a stern face.

He was somewhat surprised, and his eyes, tinged with anger, seemed to question why Qiao Wan was here.

Qiao Wan curled her lips into a cold smile and turned her gaze to Jiang Chunzhi.

She wasn't wearing her own clothes; over her bathrobe was Pei Hansheng's woolen overcoat.

"Miss Jiang, you had someone call me here just to see this? The bathrobe is mine, and it looks terrible on you."

Jiang Chunzhi tightened her coat and hid behind Pei Hansheng's tall figure, her eyes filled with innocent tears.

"Mrs. Pei, you've misunderstood. Jingfan and the others were playing around and got me all dirty. Hansheng took me to wash up in the guest room, not in your bedroom."

Qiao Wan found it laughable that she felt both gratitude and guilt towards Jiang Chunzhi yesterday.

The person who deserves the most pity is herself, weak and ignorant.

"I don't care whether you wash in the guest room or in bed. Answer my question directly: why did you call me here?"

Pei Hansheng stared at Qiao Wan, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry, his expression unreadable.

He grabbed Qiao Wan's hand, his tone not harsh: "Come inside with me. Chunzhi is a guest. I'll put up with her if she wants to cause trouble, but don't bother anyone else."

Making a scene?

In Pei Hansheng's heart, he was tired of Qiao Wan's unstable emotions. Even though she hurt herself every time and did not cause trouble for anyone else, she broke down and tried to save herself, climbing out of the abyss time and time again, but there was always an invisible hand pushing her down.

Qiao Wan shook off Pei Hansheng and looked directly at Jiang Chunzhi: "I also want to ask you, what kind of postcard did you mail to Tanshu? Why did you give me a ring engraved with your name? Is it meaningful to have someone spy on me? It's wrong for me to occupy your position as Mrs. Pei, but you don't need to do these underhanded things. I wouldn't even take a piece of trash like this if he were given to me for free."

Jiang Chunzhi was about to cry: "Mrs. Pei, you mustn't get agitated. Aunt Zhang, quickly give Mrs. Pei her medicine."

Pei Hansheng's expression gradually darkened, and he gritted his teeth as he asked, "Qiao Wan, what do you want?"

Jing Fan, observing her expression, seized the opportunity to push Qiao Wan into the pool: "Enough with the rambling, get out of here!"

In the dead of winter, the water was covered with a thin layer of ice. Qiao Wan fell in and sank to the bottom of the pool without even struggling.

In the blink of an eye, a figure leaped into the pool and forcefully grabbed Qiao Wan's arm.

Jingfan was shocked: "Sister Chunzhi, why are you saving this lunatic? Come up here quickly."

Pei Hansheng and another man jumped in at the same time, each carrying one of Jiang Chunzhi and Qiao Wan to the shore.

Jiang Chunzhi nestled in Pei Hansheng's arms: "Hansheng, go check on your wife, her condition is worse than mine."

After saying that, she fainted, her breathing becoming very weak.

Pei Hansheng turned to look at her. Qiao Wan hugged her arms tightly, trembling all over, her dark eyes fixed on him without saying a word.

All emotions were frozen on his face, sealing away the boundless sorrow and disappointment within.

"Aunt Zhang, make her some ginger soup."

After giving his instructions, Pei Hansheng carried Jiang Chunzhi into the villa.

……

"Mommy, let me warm you up so you don't get a fever."

"Mommy, sob, you must...you absolutely must get better, sob..."

Xiao Bao replaced the ice pack on Qiao Wan's burning forehead, his little hands pressed against it until they were red from the cold, tears welling in his eyes, which he held back from falling.

He was terrified, afraid that his mother would get a high fever.

He was also afraid that his mother would hear him cry, and that he would be too worried to fight the virus king.

Don't cry, be strong! But I feel so sorry for Mommy. She was so happy when she left, how could she faint when she got back...?

Shen Yingtang couldn't bear to see the mother and son looking so miserable, so she wiped away her tears and said, "Your mommy took some fever-reducing medicine and will be fine after a nap. Xiaobao, go and rest."

"Okay."

Xiao Bao has become exceptionally sensible lately. He would walk out of the bedroom, looking back every few steps, then cover his eyes and rush to his little bed.

It's all the boss's fault. He made Mommy sick and made Godmother cry.

That annoying bald guy is bullying the two women Xiao Bao cares about most. Let's start a war!