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

Fresh blood dripped from Pei Hansheng's palm onto the floor. Chen Yafang lowered her head, inhaling the faint smell of blood into her nostrils. She was so nervous that her breathing became rapid, and she couldn't help but gag.

A pair of shiny black pointed leather shoes came into view. She knelt on the ground, her gaze following the long legs encased in trousers upwards, only to meet a sharp and sinister face. Terrified, she wet her pants.

"Waaah... I had no choice back then. Qiao Wan's birth mother saved my life. How could I let her have her promising future ruined by a child?"

Pei Hansheng's eyes suddenly darkened: "Explain yourself."

Chen Yafang slumped to the ground, recalling Qiao Wan's background, her tears mixed with a hint of guilt.

Qiao Wan's biological mother, Xia Dingxiang, fled from Nancheng to Beijing and rented a small apartment in the suburbs. She didn't let her son go to school and hired a tutor instead, ostensibly to teach him, but in reality, she hired a nanny to take care of him.

She was three months pregnant. During the day, she worked as a secretary and at night, she went to nightclubs to accompany customers. That's when she met Fu Zhiyuan, who was in the pharmaceutical business.

Xia Dingxiang was originally a wealthy wife, but she fell from grace and still retained her wealth. Fu Zhiyuan was going through a low point in his life, and Xia Dingxiang became his closest bedmate, treating him exceptionally well. Fu Zhiyuan gradually became infatuated with this woman.

But he wasn't a naive and simple-minded young man; he secretly had someone do a background check.

Xia Dingxiang was far more complicated than he had imagined. She was born into poverty, but was an exceptionally beautiful woman. She was discovered and entered the entertainment industry at the age of twelve. She was a third-rate star and never really made it big. At a wrap party, she caught the eye of a real estate tycoon, who kept her for five years. She eventually became his third wife.

Later, the wealthy businessman was imprisoned, and Xia Dingxiang was forced by her creditors to take her son north to live in anonymity, where they lived in constant fear.

When Fu Zhiyuan learned of this, he not only did not despise Xia Dingxiang, but also felt sorry for her past.

He saw his own reflection in this resilient woman, and with the development of feelings, Xia Dingxiang was skilled both in and out of bed, captivating men to the point of obsession. Fu Zhiyuan was so infatuated that he could ignore her dark past and married her directly.

As an observer, Chen Yafang witnessed Xia Dingxiang's transformation from a bankrupt socialite to a wealthy man who remarried into a rich family. One night, Xia Dingxiang came to her rented room and knocked on the door, carrying a baby girl in swaddling clothes.

She begged her, asking her to send the child to an orphanage for the sake of the child she had saved. Fu Zhiyuan only accepted her son and not the baby girl, because his ex-wife had already left him with another man's daughter, and he could not accept a third child who was not his own.

Xia Dingxiang once used all her savings to treat Chen Yafang's illness. Chen Yafang was unable to grant Xia Dingxiang's request, even though she knew how cruel their decision would be to the little baby girl.

This is the secret of Qiao Wan's background.

Over the years, Xia Dingxiang had been inquiring about Qiao Wan's situation, watching helplessly as she jumped from one fire pit into another hellish abyss. Chen Yafang didn't know if she had ever regretted it, but Qiao Wan never gave up on finding her real family.

But Xia Dingxiang had blocked all her paths and was determined not to accept her.

Chen Yafang wasn't that hard-hearted. Because of this incident, she became depressed and gave up the opportunity to stay in Beijing. She stayed in Daxing Village for twenty years.

When the past was brought up again, and the man in front of them forced them to tear off this fig leaf, Chen Yafang realized how absurd she had done. She lived in fear and trembling, unable to go on living.

"I'm so sorry, Qiao Wan. I'm the one who ruined her. I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

"You're not truly remorseful; you're just afraid of me." Pei Hansheng lowered his eyes, and after listening to Chen Yafang finish speaking, his eyes welled up with soft moisture.

"The suffering Qiao Wan endured was caused by you. This is a man-made disaster, a premeditated murder. Back then, you never intended for her to live."

Pei Hansheng's veins bulged, and the anger in his eyes brewed into a storm. He raised his bleeding hand and grabbed Chen Yafang by the neck.

No one hated them more than he did. He hated these villains who made Qiao Wan suffer so much. They deserved to die, they all deserved to die!

Chen Ya-fang was forced to tilt her head back, the suffocating feeling in her neck made it difficult for her to breathe, her neck bent backward at an odd angle, and the whites of her eyes kept rolling upward.

Through the blurry vision, I could see the man's face, his expression sinister and ruthless, like a demon seeking death.

The door suddenly opened, and the little boy rushed in. Seeing the scene before him, he burst into tears.

Pei Hansheng glanced at the child, then released his grip. It wasn't out of pity, but because he had promised Qiao Wan he wouldn't commit any evil deeds.

Chen Yafang felt weak all over and collapsed to the ground, on the verge of fainting.

The child cried his heart out, his voice piercing the air. Gao Sheng quickly covered the child's mouth, his gaze falling on Pei Hansheng's injured hand.

"Mr. Pei, your wife will be here soon. You should take care of her wound. She's afraid of blood and can't stand seeing others get hurt."

The man lowered his eyes, a surge of moisture welling up within them. Suddenly, he smiled, but as he smiled, tears streamed down his face, and a deep sorrow filled his eyes.

Qiao Wan couldn't stand seeing others get hurt, but who cared about her wounds? Even her closest husband was slow to realize what kind of path she had walked and how much blood she had shed.

He loosened his tie, casually wrapped it around his hand, and said in an icy tone, "Take these two guests back to their room, clean it up, and I'll wait for Qiao Wan to have dinner with us."

When Qiao Wan arrived, she only saw Pei Hansheng drinking alone.

She left the private room: "Goldman Sachs, where's Professor Chen?"

"It's been brought upstairs."

"Which room? I'll go up and say hello."

Goldman Sachs stopped Qiao Wan: "Madam, President Pei is drunk. You should spend more time with him."

Qiao Wan looked inside and saw two empty liquor bottles in front of Pei Hansheng, both containing high-proof spirits.

The man's back looked somewhat forlorn, suggesting he wasn't in a good mood.

"What? Which woman did he offend?"

"No." Goldman Sachs hesitated, then pushed Qiao Wan inside. "You should ask her yourself."

As soon as Qiao Wan was pushed in, Goldman Sachs closed the door and stood outside holding the doorknob, preventing her from leaving.

She was somewhat confused. She approached Pei Hansheng, whose eyes were red, and she couldn't tell if he was drunk or crying.

He looked at Qiao Wan, smiled, and reached out to grasp her wrist.

His tone was incredibly tender as he called her, "Wife..."

Qiao Wan looked down and noticed that his other hand was injured.

"Pei Hansheng, where are the people you invited? We agreed to go on a cruise to enjoy the moon together, why are you drinking alone?"

Pei Hansheng stood up and pressed Qiao Wan down to sit: "Wife, sit down."

"Don't touch me, Pei Hansheng, let go."

"Shh, don't make a sound, my dear wife." Pei Hansheng put his finger to Qiao Wan's lips, pinched her lips, and his hazy, drunken eyes were filled with a doting smile: "Listen to me, listen to me."

Qiao Wan looked disgusted and pushed the man away, saying, "Stay away from me, you reek of alcohol, you stink!"

Pei Hansheng knelt on one knee in front of her, feeling extremely dizzy, and buried his head in Qiao Wan's chest.

Holding her in his arms, his voice was hoarse and choked with suppressed sobs: "Wife, you are not a child without family, you are my child, you have a man, and your husband will cherish you."

Pei Hansheng had a good capacity for alcohol, and judging from his words, he had drunk quite a bit. Qiao Wan slapped him angrily: "Why are you drinking so much at such a crucial occasion? Have you found my family? Get up and explain yourself!"

Pei Hansheng raised his head, and after the dizziness subsided, he grabbed Qiao Wan's hand and pressed it against his face: "Okay, then come back to the room with me first."