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

A hint of annoyance flashed across Pei Hansheng's face.

He kept her tied up here, not wanting her to go out and face those unpleasant people and things; he thought this room was her sanctuary.

Just like he left her in Tanshu, a new house he bought with his own money. He has many houses, but only this one can give him a sense of belonging.

Because his wife lived inside, not someone else.

He thought that the castle he had built was just a cage for Qiao Wan.

A cage that suffocated her so much she couldn't breathe?

Looking at the woman's helpless and pleading face, Pei Hansheng felt a deep, persistent pain in his heart.

He knelt down and untied Qiao Wan, holding her slender arms and gently rubbing her red and swollen skin with his warm, calloused fingertips.

He raised his face and looked at Qiao Wan: "If you had been more obedient and less resistant, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."

Qiao Wan lowered her eyes, her expression aloof and weary, devoid of desire.

"Am I not obedient enough, Pei Hansheng? I've listened to you for four years. You left me in Tanshu, and I obediently waited for you to come back. You told me not to contact you, and I didn't even dare to make a phone call when something happened. You brought back a woman you met abroad, and I agreed to a divorce. How much more obedient do I have to be? What do I have to do for you to let me go?"

Pei Hansheng avoided looking into her eyes, where the gentle tenderness was sharper than a blade.

His nose stung with tears.

"Was it because we were apart for so long during the years I was abroad that you became insecure?"

Qiao Wan smiled and pulled her hand away. She wanted to get out of bed, but Pei Hansheng pressed her shoulder down.

"I've let you go. I promise I won't do anything, just have a meal together."

"No, I'll eat at the hospital with Xiaobao."

"Don't hide, Qiao Wan." The man's face was dejected as he lowered his head and buried his face in Qiao Wan's soft chest. "Will you die if you stay by my side?"

Qiao Wan had never seen Pei Hansheng like this before, so powerless, as if he were trying to hold on.

But she could no longer tell if it was genuine emotion or crocodile tears; what if it was just to satisfy his wicked possessiveness?

If you get this kind of man, will he cherish him?

She dared not gamble, nor did she want to get hurt again.

"What do you mean by acting like this? Are you regretting it? Or are you just putting on an act?"

Pei Hansheng closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Qiao Wan's waist: "Whatever you think is what it is, anyway, you don't believe me anymore."

No matter what he did, it was wrong; the more he did, the faster she ran away.

Qiao Wan sneered, "Then don't bother me. Just sign the divorce papers as soon as possible, we'll get through the process, and then, as you said, we'll go back to being strangers who don't bother each other."

Seeing that she was frowning and resisting fiercely, Pei Hansheng released her and let her go.

Qiao Wan didn't want to stay a moment longer, so she got up and quickly walked to the door of the lounge. She turned around and glanced at the man.

Pei Hansheng remained kneeling on the ground, his hands hanging down, his face lowered, the light and shadows casting a shadow over him, making him look so dejected.

Qiao Wan felt a dull ache in her heart. If it were in the past, she would have been reluctant to let him go and would have gone forward to hug him.

But now, she can't even save herself.

She turned away cruelly, walked out of the lounge and left the office. Aunt Liu and the servants from Tanshu came to deliver the meal, with Gao Sheng leading the way.

"Xiao Wan, it's time to eat. Where are you going?"

"Aunt Liu, Pei Hansheng is inside. You can call him to eat. He has a bad stomach, so remind him to drink less coffee."

"These meals were all custom-made for you by a nutritionist at Pei Shao's request, along with nourishing soups specifically for women after miscarriages. Why would Pei Shao need them?"

"It's fine to give it to someone else."

"this……"

Aunt Liu thought that the two would get their relationship back after going out, but it turned out to be worse than before. Anyone with eyes could see that Pei Shao was reluctant to get a divorce.

He likes Qiao Wan.

Goldman Sachs said to Aunt Liu, "You take the food in, I need to talk to my wife alone."

Aunt Liu sighed. Watching the two of them go through a divorce was exhausting for her.

"You should talk to Xiaowan nicely; she's having a really tough time all by herself."

"I know that."

Goldman Sachs gestured to Qiao Wan, "Madam, may I take five minutes of your time? Let's find a place where I can show you something."

Qiao Wan glanced at the time: "Let's go."

The two went to the coffee shop downstairs, where Goldman Sachs took out the divorce papers that Pei Hansheng had signed.

Qiao Wan opened the document and looked at it. The staff at the Civil Affairs Bureau only told her that she had signed the wrong name, but did not tell her what Pei Hansheng had signed.

I am sorry.

Is this what Pei Hansheng said to her?

Goldman Sachs said, "Madam, don't you understand yet? Young Master Pei doesn't want to divorce you at all. He did things that wronged you in the past, maybe he used the wrong methods, or maybe he was too proud and didn't want to hurt his pride, which is why he went further and further down the wrong path."

Qiao Wan tossed the documents over and laughed, "What are you trying to say? That I should let go of the past and get back together with him? Let me ask you, if you truly love someone, why would you care about saving face?"

"Then you're putting Young Master Pei in a very difficult position. He's a prodigy who's been pampered since childhood and may never learn to bow his head. He's already being very humble in front of you."

Qiao Wan laughed heartily, as if she were listening to the biggest joke in the world.

In terms of humility, who can compare to Qiao Wan?

When she humbled herself to the dust, begging for love like a beggar, did Pei Hansheng ever think that she was also a woman with a strong will at heart?

What, is her self-esteem worthless?

Qiao Wan stood up, her tone cold and unapproachable: "Assistant Gao, I don't think there's any need for us to continue talking. You don't understand Pei Hansheng. He seeks the thrill of conquest. If I were to forgive him, I would only be tortured to death by him."

Goldman Sachs paused for a moment, then looked up to examine Qiao Wan.

He first met Qiao Wan in front of the Pei family's old mansion. The sun was blazing, the temperature was forty degrees Celsius, and the ground was so hot that you could fry an egg on it. A thin girl was kneeling on the ground, her knees rubbed raw and bleeding.

The Pei family members came and went, pointing and gossiping about her. Her boyfriend had killed someone in a car accident, and she was the culprit. The things they said to her were incredibly nasty.

The girl stood up straight. He walked over and handed her a bottle of water. Qiao Wan sneered, seemingly regarding him as one of the same kind as those others.

The stubbornness in her eyes left a deep impression on him; her tenacity, which refused to give up even when crushed, momentarily shocked him.

Later, this girl married into the Pei family and became Pei Shao's bride to bring him good luck. Countless insults and contempt never stopped, but Gao Sheng never saw the expression on Qiao Wan's face again that afternoon.

He thought she had resigned herself to her fate, compromised, and was like those wealthy wives who depended on men, loving so much that she lost herself and had no strength left to struggle.

However, at this moment, he saw that Qiao Wan, who valued her self-respect above all else, had been resurrected after a long period of silence.

Goldman Sachs' eyes lit up, and they looked at him with newfound respect.