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

Qiao Wan had never had such an experience before.

In a busy parking lot.

It was uncontrollable, impacting her heart.

Pei Hansheng used another method to let her know.

This kind of thing can be more than just painful; it can also be beautiful.

After a long time, everything returned to calm.

Pei Hansheng stood up, pulled her into his arms, his interest undiminished as he admired the blush on her face.

Qiao Wan closed her eyes, feeling somewhat powerless.

They're getting a divorce soon, what are they doing...?

Pei Hansheng's mocking laughter rang in my ears: "So inexperienced. Who did you give your first time to?"

Qiao Wan's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes to meet his ambiguous smile: "Here you go."

Pei Hansheng scoffed, pushed her away, and lowered his eyes to adjust his shirt cufflinks.

Qiao Wan curled her lips in a mocking smile.

"Would someone who's good at showing off care about this?"

Pei Hansheng's cold, handsome profile was sharp as a knife: "Qiao Wan, I can endure loneliness better than you."

Qiao Wan smiled.

Pei Hansheng frowned: "Is it that funny? How can you be so shameless?"

"Pei Hansheng, you're so childish."

Continuing this conversation will only lead to arguments.

Qiao Wan opened the car door.

Jiang Chunzhi stood outside in a formal dress, her nose red and sore from the cold, her eyes adorned with fine shimmer that complemented the watery look in her eyes.

I'm about to cry.

"Hansheng, did I disturb you?"

Pei Hansheng didn't speak, and Qiao Wan came down.

"No, you've come at the perfect time, we just finished."

Just then, Du Yi drove over to pick her up.

Du Yi got out of the driver's seat, completely forgetting about Pei Hansheng's car.

"Sister Qiao, isn't that Jiang Chunzhi?"

"Such a young age, yet quite gossipy."

Du Yi opened the car door for Qiao Wan: "The year I got into university, she started to become famous. Back then, you could see her name trending on the internet. She was called a genius and suddenly became famous. It was quite inexplicable. I had never heard of her before, and suddenly she became popular."

Qiao Wan pressed her forehead and thought about what Du Yi said.

Jiang Chunzhi and Pei Hansheng went to the same international school and then to the same business school. They had never played the piano before. It was only after they went abroad that news of her playing the piano appeared in China.

"She's lucky, she's talented, and her family is willing to spend money on marketing."

Du nodded: "Indeed, I envy the world of the rich."

"Some things may seem glamorous on the surface, but what you don't see behind the scenes is truly shocking."

"Sister Qiao, you must have experienced this."

"These are the lessons I learned from working as a nanny for several years." Qiao Wan closed her eyes. "I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when you get to my house."

Jiang Chunzhi got into Pei Hansheng's car.

The man was in a bad mood, staring at the direction Qiao Wan had left, his face gloomy.

Jiang Chunzhi's heart was breaking: "Hansheng, will you stay with me tonight?"

Pei Hansheng was lost in thought and didn't hear her speak.

Jiang Chunzhi knew that Pei Hansheng didn't love Qiao Wan at all, and their divorce was only a matter of time.

If you give him a little more time and patience, and let him let go of his obsession with avenging his brother and the old driver, he can dump Qiao Wan.

Jiang Chunzhi took Pei Hansheng's arm and gently shook it: "Hansheng, I want to drink. Can you take me?"

Pei Hansheng turned his gaze to Jiang Chunzhi, concealing the deep, dark look in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll call my older brother and the others."

Jiang Chunzhi pouted, "Every time the two of us go out, you always invite my older brother along. He must be tired of it. Can it be just the two of us tonight?"

Pei Hansheng opened the small group chat, sent a message, his voice noticeably low: "It's more fun with more people."

Jiang Chunzhi suppressed the coldness in her eyes and pretended to be very sensible: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Pei Hansheng drove the car to the club.

The others had already arrived, and as soon as Pei Hansheng entered the private room, everyone felt a heavy atmosphere.

Fu Yuanzhou crossed his legs and waved his hand in front of him: "Wow, he's really full of resentment."

"Who provoked Second Brother again?"

"Who would dare?"

"It's just that Fifth Brother broke his finger, otherwise we would have let Second Brother beat him up as a punching bag to vent his anger."

They all assumed that Pei Hansheng and Jiang Chunzhi had some kind of disagreement, because Jiang Chunzhi's expression wasn't good either.

The second brother is possessive; he gets very angry when someone else covets his woman.

Pei Hansheng didn't make sarcastic remarks to them as usual. He sat quietly in a corner and opened a bottle of wine.

Fu Yuanzhou, unusually, stepped in to lighten the mood: "Never mind the second brother, let's find some fun ourselves."

A group of young noblemen, bored out of their minds, said, "It's always the same few games over and over again. What should we play?"

Fu Yuanzhou's gaze swept around the room before landing on Jiang Chunzhi's face: "The club has just bought two new pianos, would Miss Jiang like to play some for us?"

Jiang Chunzhi paused, her smile stiffening slightly, and stammered in refusal: "No, it's no fun for me to play alone."

Fu Yuanzhou smiled enigmatically: "I studied for a few years when I was young, so I still have the basics."

Others chimed in, "This is great! A four-hand piano duet, and it's Chun-Chih's specialty. We can also be influenced by high art."

Jiang Chunzhi gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her expression clearly evasive.

"Han Sheng is in a bad mood, and I want to keep him company."

Pei Hansheng was not interested, finding the group of people too noisy and annoying.

"You guys do your thing, I'm going home."

Jiang Chunzhi chased after him out of the private room, hugged him from behind, and tears streamed down her face: "Hansheng, don't leave me again."

Fu Yuanzhou turned around and wiped away Jiang Chunzhi's tears.

"How could that be? I've been in the capital the whole time, with you and your brother."

Jiang Chunzhi's heart sank little by little, her eyes filled with disappointment.

Pei Hansheng didn't say anything more to her and strode away.

Behind him, Fu Yuanzhou leaned against the wall, one hand in his trouser pocket, exuding a noble and elegant air.

"Miss Jiang, everyone is waiting in the music room."

Jiang Chunzhi's eyes darkened instantly. She turned around and asked angrily, "Big brother, why are you always targeting me? Is it because you like Qiao Wan?"

Fu Yuanzhou coldly curled his lips: "Miss Jiang, don't you have any idea what you've done?"

Jiang Chunzhi took two steps back, feeling unsteady on her feet.

"I didn't do anything! I'm just a poor soul who lost my brother and had my fiancé stolen away. Why doesn't my brother sympathize with me?"

Fu Yuanzhou scoffed, his face cold, and walked out of the club without looking back.

……

Qiao Wan stood at the entrance of the residential compound, watching Du Yi leave.

She had a vague feeling that a pair of eyes were watching her nearby.

She glanced around; there weren't many people on the street. She figured she was probably overthinking things and quickly ran into the residential area.

The phone vibrated and then went black.

Her heart skipped a beat. The image of a baby's body being dissected, with its intestines spilling out onto the floor, was a shocking and graphic depiction of blood.

She was so frightened that she dropped her phone.

A car drove by, illuminating the area, and she steadied herself.

Shen Yingtang got out of the car and hugged Qiao Wan.

"Wanwan, are you alright?"

Qiao Wan remained calm: "Here we go again, that charlatan."

Shen Yingtang picked up the phone, and it returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

She felt a chill run down her spine, glanced back, and grabbed Qiao Wan's hand: "Let's go home first, and figure something out when we get home."