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

After studying it all night, Shen Yingtang decided to ask a tech enthusiast for advice the next day.

Qiao Wan slept in the same bed with Shen Yingtang that night and slept soundly until dawn.

Du drove over in the morning, first dropping Xiaobao off at kindergarten, then heading to the winery.

On the way, Boss Luo sent her today's reservation form, specifically instructing her to treat one of the guests, surnamed Zhao, who was coming to visit, well.

Qiao Wan dared not slack off, and upon arriving at the winery, she went with Du Yi to inspect the wine cellar.

She walked among the rows of oak barrels, explaining to Du Yi, "The wine in the cellar is divided into two areas, one for aged premium red wine and the other for fresh red wine."

Qiao Wan stopped, uncorked the bottle, and took out the utensils to get the wine.

"This barrel of wine is from the vineyard behind us. It has a fresh and sweet taste and is not suitable for long-term storage, otherwise the fruity aroma will dissipate."

"Sister Qiao, let me try some!"

As soon as Du Yi finished speaking, the security door to the wine cellar slammed shut, and an electronic alarm sounded: "Door locked from the inside."

Outside, Jiang Yutong clapped her hands and took the keys.

"I'm here to receive Mr. Zhao today. No one is allowed to open the door for Qiao Wan."

The other sommeliers were too angry to speak up.

Jiang Yutong is Boss Luo's favorite, so it's a bit unreasonable that Boss Zhao gave that order to Qiao Wan.

Inside the wine cellar, Du Yi ran to the door but couldn't open it no matter what he tried.

"Why is it locked from the inside? How do I open it?"

Qiao Wan sighed and glanced at the thousand-square-meter wine cellar.

"Save your energy, we might have to wait for someone to come to the wine cellar before we can leave."

"It must have been Jiang Yutong who did it," Du Yi snorted. "She was afraid you'd outshine her."

Qiao Wan found a place to sit down, unhurriedly.

On the contrary, Du Yi was very anxious, pacing back and forth, making Qiao Wan dizzy.

"Du Yi, have a drink, and if you get dizzy, just go to sleep."

Du Yi sat down cross-legged next to Qiao Wan: "Sister Qiao, you can really sit still. Have you ever had a love that was unforgettable, someone who made you wait for a very long time, turning you into a stone waiting for her husband?"

Qiao Wan lowered her eyes, the dim light shining on her face, giving her a uniquely serene beauty: "I really have."

When she was pregnant with Xiaobao, she would sit by the French windows of Tanshu every night, looking at the front door, counting the days until Pei Hansheng left the country.

At first, she thought he would only be gone for a month, so she put the pregnancy test report into the birthday gift box she had prepared for him. However, she overheard the Pei family talking about the funny story of how Jiang Chunzhi blew up the kitchen while making Chinese food to celebrate Pei Hansheng's birthday.

Three more months passed, and her belly grew bigger, but Pei Hansheng still hadn't come.

One day, she couldn't wait any longer, but Pei Hansheng returned. The two years they had been apart, such a huge blank space, had turned him into a cruel and indifferent stranger.

Du Yi asked, "Sister Qiao, did you meet that person?"

"Waiting around isn't a solution either," Qiao Wan said, avoiding the question and sitting up.

She found a work phone that allowed her to contact the outside world, but it was full of clients.

Qiao Wan thought for a moment, and a string of numbers came to mind.

She dialed the number uncertainly.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Big brother, it's me, Qiao Wan, please help me..."

The phone went dark and shut down before I could say anything.

"It's too cold in here, even my phone can't stand it," Du Yi sighed. "Sister Qiao, who did you call? Can he come and take us out?"

Qiao Wan was also unsure.

Time passed in an unknown amount of time. Du Yi was in despair, and Qiao Wan was also feeling unwell, shivering with cold, and probably about to get a fever again.

There was a loud banging on the door, and you could hear someone angrily yelling at someone.

"If you don't open the door, I'll demolish the winery and bury you all!"

Qiao Wan was somewhat surprised; it sounded like Pei Hansheng's voice.

Then the door opened, and two tall figures walked in from outside, backlit by the light.

"Sister Qiao, someone's here to rescue us."

Du's legs were so numb they felt like they weren't his own. He stood up and fell down again, and then a pair of genuine leather shoes appeared in front of him.

Fu Yuanzhou reached out and helped him up.

Qiao Wan had no strength and couldn't stand up at all.

Pei Hansheng bent down and picked her up horizontally, his warm chest inviting her to draw closer and absorb more warmth.

The man lowered his eyes, a thin layer of anger covering his face, while a deeper darkness lingered.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I don't remember your number."

Pei Hansheng gritted his teeth: "You can remember Fu Yuanzhou, but you can't remember me?"

Qiao Wan gripped Pei Hansheng's buttons with her fingers, her head down, her head aching from the noise.

She didn't want to argue with Pei Hansheng anymore.

But it's really hard to explain. She and Fu Yuanzhou never exchanged contact information. The only two phone calls they had were with her grandfather, who used his phone to discuss the old man's medical treatment and medication.

She has a good memory; she can remember things at a glance and never forget them for years.

Walking beside Fu Yuanzhou, Du Yi couldn't help but say, "Sister Qiao told me she works as a nanny at Mr. Pei's house. Mr. Pei is a very kind person and takes good care of her. It turns out it's all true."

He was somewhat agitated.

He could only look up to Pei Hansheng from behind a screen.

Fu Yuanzhou walked behind, watching Pei Hansheng's back as he carried Qiao Wan.

"Hansheng, how come I didn't know you had such a young and beautiful nanny at home?"

Pei Hansheng didn't speak, nor did he clarify his relationship with Qiao Wan. He simply tightened his grip on Qiao Wan and hugged her very tightly.

As they emerged from the wine cellar, darkness was falling. The winery staff gathered in the lobby, watching Qiao Wan nestled in the arms of the young master of the Beijing elite, looking as delicate as the apple of his eye.

Shocked.

Upon hearing the news, Boss Luo rushed to the winery and pulled Jiang Yutong out of the crowd.

He slapped her twice hard across the face, sending Jiang Yutong sprawling to the ground, her earring flying far away.

"You wicked woman, you viper, how could you be so vicious!"

Jiang Yutong touched her face, got up from the ground, grabbed Boss Luo's ear, and started fighting with him.

Qiao Wan was put into the car, and she could still hear Jiang Yutong's shrill and stern cries and curses coming from inside.

"I knew you and Qiao Wan were having an affair. You're treating that used, discarded junk that the rich kids in Beijing's elite circle have been with, like a precious treasure. Don't you find it disgusting?"

Qiao Wan was speechless, but felt mostly sorry for him.

Jiang Yutong was in the same situation as her, raising a ten-year-old son alone, working at the winery, and making a living by following Luo Cheng. At first, she probably wanted to earn a living for herself and her son and make a living.

Later, she took another shortcut: Luo Cheng was married, and she knew this but still agreed to be his mistress.

Jiang Yutong was almost insane, all she wanted was a little love. Qiao Wan seemed to see a reflection of her past self in her.

Pei Hansheng drove the car all the way to the entrance of Jinxiu Jiayuan.

Qiao Wan finally realized what was happening, but she didn't understand how Pei Hansheng knew she lived here.

She didn't ask any further questions, opened the car door, and got out.

Pei Hansheng walked around, picked Qiao Wan up, and carried her into the residential compound: "What's the address?"

"I can go back by myself, thank you."

Pei Hansheng stopped at the fork in the road, glanced at the surrounding apartment buildings, and frowned.

Qiao Wan's bedroom in Tanshu is 100 square meters. In the past four years, he has never asked her to come out and suffer. How could she get used to living in such a house?

"Which building are you asking me?"

Qiao Wan pointed randomly to one of the buildings: "Just take me downstairs."

"What, are you hiding a man in your house and not letting me upstairs?"

Qiao Wan bit her lip, her quiet and obedient appearance stirring a ripple in Pei Hansheng's heart.

Shen Yingtang had just picked up Xiaobao from school. When the little guy saw Qiao Wan, he ran all the way with his schoolbag on his back.

"Mommy, baby's home from school, want a hug."