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

That evening, Qiao Wan put her son to bed.

Taking advantage of this time, she returned to Jinxiu Jiayuan.

Take a shower, tidy up, and lie down to rest in bed.

On the wall hung a photo of her and Shen Yingtang together. She was wearing a wedding dress, and Shen Yingtang was wearing a suit. They were both smiling happily.

Just because Qiao Wan mentioned that she had never experienced wearing a wedding dress in her life, Shen Yingtang dragged her to a wedding dress shop without saying a word. At that time, Xiaotang was not famous yet and could not afford high-end luxury dresses, so she rented a wedding dress for 1999 yuan, along with two portrait photos.

The shop assistants thought they were people with a special sexual orientation, and their attitude remained respectful and friendly. They praised them a lot during the photo shoot. At that time, Qiao Wan was in a low mood and felt hopeless. It was Xiao Tang who pulled her out of the mire step by step.

It's no exaggeration to say that without Xiaotang, she and her son wouldn't be alive today.

She missed Xiaotang, she missed her terribly.

She sat up and took out her phone to call Fu Yuanzhou.

"Big brother."

"Xiao Wan, your older brother is here."

"Xiao Bao is sick, so I'm going back to Beijing."

Fu Yuanzhou was in the kitchen, wearing an apron, making soup for Shen Yingtang. He looked every bit the domestic husband, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"I know that, Han Sheng told me."

Qiao Wan's mood soured when the man was mentioned.

"oh."

"Xiao Wan, you sound upset."

"I'm not there, I'm just tired."

"I've made dinner. Do you want to come to Yue Shui Wan? You're worried about Xiao Tang, so come and check on her."

"How is Xiaotang?"

"Great, the bones are slowly recovering."

"Then I'll take her home and take care of her, so as not to trouble my older brother."

Fu Yuanzhou frowned: "What are you talking about? My brother is going to marry her. How can taking care of his wife be a problem?"

Qiao Wan hesitated, then said, "Brother, let me go over and talk to you."

She changed her clothes, went downstairs, got into her car, and arrived at Yue Shui Wan half an hour later.

A black luxury car was parked outside the yard; it looked familiar.

It belongs to Pei Hansheng.

Just as she was hesitating whether to leave, Fu Yuanzhou came out to greet her: "Xiao Wan, come in quickly, dinner is waiting for you."

Qiao Wan hesitated, then asked, "Big brother, is Pei Han inside too?"

"You two are quite in sync; you both called me as soon as you got back, and you were both in a bad mood."

Qiao Wan curled her lips into a playful smile: "We just had a fight, how can things be okay?"

Fu Yuanzhou's face turned cold: "If you don't want to see him, I'll kick him out and make him go through the back door. He's not allowed to see you."

"Never mind, I came to see Xiaotang, so I won't eat."

Qiao Wan walked ahead, then suddenly remembered something and turned back to look at Fu Yuanzhou.

Fu Yuanzhou smiled gently, his eyes filled with doting affection: "What's wrong, Xiao Wan? Why are you so serious?"

"Big brother, are you serious about marrying Xiaotang?"

"Of course."

"So, did you marry her because of love, or on a whim, or for some other reason?"

Fu Yuanzhou had thought about this question: "Perhaps all of the reasons you mentioned are true; you just want to settle down, and she is the most suitable one."

Qiao Wan was dissatisfied with this answer: "If it's not because of love, then what's the point of marriage?"

She struggled for four years in a loveless marriage, deeply experiencing the pain and torment involved. Was she just going to watch Xiaotang follow in her footsteps?

She was the first to disagree.

Fu Yuanzhou's eyes were deep and thoughtful.

"Xiao Wan, I hope you understand that not all marriages have to be dramatic and passionate; that's exhausting. But I can promise that after we get married, I will be loyal and responsible to Xiao Tang. As for love, we can cultivate it slowly."

With tears welling up in her eyes, Qiao Wan grabbed Fu Yuanzhou's sleeve: "Brother, promise me you will never let Xiao Tang down and will not let her repeat my mistakes."

A flicker of panic crossed Fu Yuanzhou's eyes: "Xiao Wan, do you really not trust your older brother that much?"

Pei Hansheng stood in front of Qiao Wan, a strong smell of alcohol emanating from him: "Your older brother is getting married soon, can't you be a little more discreet?"

Qiao Wan's eyes were still red, and her face looked delicate and beautiful in the moonlight, like a fragile and precious porcelain doll.

Her voice was still trembling with tears as she spoke: "What's wrong with you? Didn't we agree to be strangers after the divorce? Can you just disappear from my sight?"

Pei Hansheng's sharp tone softened unconsciously: "How was I supposed to know you'd come?"

Fu Yuanzhou twisted his aching wrist: "Don't blame Xiao Wan, I called her here."

Pei Hansheng said impatiently, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Fu Yuanzhou punched him: "Stop acting like a jerk. You've been drinking bottle after bottle in my house, all you want is to see her, right?"

Pei Hansheng sneered: "You start arguing the moment you meet? Do you think I'd let her get me all upset?"

Fu Yuanzhou sighed: "I have a sick person at home, so only one of you can come in."

Seeing Pei Hansheng's drunken state, Qiao Wan knew he definitely couldn't drive.

"Brother, please tell Xiaotang for me that I'll come another day and that she should take good care of herself."

Pei Hansheng followed behind, about to leave as well: "I'm not in the mood, let's go home."

Qiao Wan got into the car and started it when a loud crash was heard behind her.

Looking back, Pei Hansheng's beautiful and expensive car had crashed into a tree, and the headlights were shattered.

Her heart clenched suddenly, filled with worry, and she ran out of the car to check.

The man slumped over the steering wheel, his handsome face bearing a hint of roguish fearlessness as he gazed at her with bleary, drunken eyes.

Qiao Wan thought this man had gone mad: "Pei Hansheng, are you out of your mind?"

The man smiled wickedly, reached out the window, and cupped Qiao Wan's face in his hands: "Wife, you're beautiful even when you're angry."

Qiao Wan couldn't abandon him, so she pushed his hand away: "Get out of the car, I'll take you!"

Pei Hansheng's long, narrow eyes flashed with a dark light as he followed Qiao Wan onto her tram.

After driving out of Yue Shui Bay, Qiao Wan drove the car towards Xiu Shui Yuan.

Today, I heard from those two brothers that Zhao Zhao lives in this neighborhood. Land prices in this area are not cheap in Beijing, and security is very tight.

She stopped at the entrance of the residential complex, glanced back at the man who was resting with his eyes closed, and said, "We're here. Get out of the car."

Pei Hansheng felt dizzy and thought Qiao Wan had taken him back to Jinxiu Garden. He opened the car door and got out, but Qiao Wan drove off very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The man who had been abandoned pressed his throbbing temples and glanced at the name of the neighborhood.

The mist in my eyes was blown away by the cold wind, and my heart turned ice-cold.

He gazed in the direction Qiao Wan had left, a look of melancholy on his face. He took out his phone and called Goldman Sachs, saying coldly, "Xiushuiyuan, come pick me up."

……

After a sleepless night, Qiao Wan slept soundly and got up to go to the hospital to see her son.

I received a call from the Civil Affairs Bureau before I set off.

"Hello, is this Qiao Wanyao?"

"it's me."

"The divorce agreement you signed with Mr. Pei is void and needs to be re-processed. We are informing you of this now."

Qiao Wan was somewhat bewildered: "How can a signed agreement be void? We went through so much trouble, taking photos and getting signatures, and now it doesn't count?"

"The main problem was with Mr. Pei's signature; the staff didn't check it carefully before taking it back."

"understood."

Qiao Wan suppressed her anger, got into the car, and headed straight for Pei's Group.

"Hello, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

"I'm looking for Pei Hansheng."

The receptionist said directly, "Mr. Pei isn't here. You'd better contact him by phone."

Qiao Wan walked to the side, took out her phone, and made a call.

Unable to connect.

She sneered, and when she looked up, she saw Zhao Zhao walking in from the company's main gate, wearing a bodycon business skirt and carrying a folder.

She was on the phone: "President Pei, the documents you requested are with me. Should I come directly to you, or should I hand them over to Assistant Gao?"

"Okay, I'll come to the conference room to find you now."

Qiao Wan heard it clearly; it turned out Pei Hansheng was there.

He just didn't want to see her.