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

Qiao Wan was terrified: "Master, I'm not going to the western suburbs anymore. Turn around and go to the hospital, hurry up."

Pei Hansheng took the phone, speaking calmly: "It's not that serious. You can go your way, it's fine if you don't come."

The old man was playing on his phone late at night and smashed it against his face, breaking his nose. The doctor said that staying up so late was not good, but he misheard it as "he's about to die."

Qiao Wan breathed a sigh of relief: "That was scary. Master isn't going to the hospital anymore, he's going to the western suburbs instead."

"Xiao Wan, if you don't come soon, Grandpa will come looking for you. Han Sheng pushed my wheelchair here; I'm going to the western suburbs too."

"What are you going to do? If I send you to jail, I'm afraid my ancestors will strike me down with lightning."

"What are you babbling about? Move now, you're like a block of wood."

The grandfather and grandson started arguing on the phone, and Qiao Wan was at her wit's end.

"Grandpa, I'll come see you now, and then we'll go to the western suburbs later."

Pei Xiongkai threw his phone at Pei Hansheng and kicked him in anger.

"You need my help to appease your wife? You're so stupid."

Pei Hansheng lowered his head and patted the dust off his trousers, his face dignified: "Who wants to coax her? She's harder to please than an ancestor."

"Then you're right, Xiao Wan is your little ancestor. If you don't treat her well, you'll really be struck by lightning."

Pei Hansheng said impatiently, "Let's take a break."

The old man's hearing is sometimes good and sometimes bad, but he becomes very sharp when it comes to Qiao Wan.

He sometimes wondered if Qiao Wan was the old man's long-lost granddaughter.

When Qiao Wan arrived at the hospital, Jiang Chunzhi also got out of the car, carrying nutritional supplements and gifts, also to visit the old man.

She carries a luxury brand bag on her shoulder and wears ten-centimeter high heels. Every time she appears, she is very flamboyant and always the first person to be noticed.

"Mrs. Pei, why didn't Han Sheng mention that you were coming too?"

"He mentioned it, so you're not coming?"

"No, I'll come later to avoid suspicion."

"Is this really necessary? Who are you trying to hide it from? Grandpa? He probably doesn't want to see you."

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Jiang Chunzhi was taken aback, perhaps not expecting Qiao Wan to be so composed and assertive in her rebuttal.

She forced a smile: "If Han Sheng wants to see it, that's fine. What's the use if the old man likes it? I'm not living with him anyway."

Qiao Wan understood the implied meaning in the words.

This is a mockery of her, saying that although she has the support of the old man in the Pei family, she still cannot win Pei Hansheng's love.

Qiao Wan sneered, finding Jiang Chunzhi increasingly insidious and despicable.

It wasn't that she ruined her marriage, but that this person was utterly wicked, and the things she did in secret were more disgusting than the last.

Jiang Chunzhi took the lead and entered the elevator first.

Upon entering the old man's hospital room, she put on an innocent and kind mask.

"Hansheng, I asked a doctor friend in Germany to buy a hearing aid for Grandpa. Let's give it a try."

Jiang Chunzhi opened the box, took out a pair of hearing aids, and insisted on putting them on Jiang Xiongkai, regardless of how annoyed he looked at her.

"Grandpa, can you hear me?"

Pei Xiongkai ripped off his hearing aid and threw it at the door.

"Who wants your junk!"

As soon as Qiao Wan came in, she stepped on the hearing aid that had been smashed into several pieces.

She shifted her feet and heard Pei Hansheng's voice, tinged with anger:

"Grandpa, this is Chunzhi's heartfelt gift. You've gone too far."

Jiang Chunzhi wiped away her tears: "Hansheng, don't talk about Grandpa like that. He's old and confused, and he's quite pitiful. We should be understanding towards him."

Pei Xiongkai snorted: "Pah! Hypocrite. When it comes to kindness, you're not even one ten-thousandth as good as Xiao Wan."

Qiao Wan pursed her lips.

The old man's fainting spell was not an accident; his medicine had been tampered with.

The Pei family all say he's old and senile, but actually he's the most discerning judge of people, and he knows better than anyone whether someone is a good person or a bad one.

Jiang Chunzhi must have done something to warrant her grandfather's attitude towards her.

"Pei Hansheng, could you come out for a moment?"

She felt that if she didn't say something on her grandfather's side at this time, everyone would think that Jiang Chunzhi was innocent and that her grandfather was taking advantage of his age, and would have a reason to attack and blame him.

Pei Hansheng turned his gaze to Qiao Wan, his eyes landing on the handbag in her hand, and his expression turned cold.

"Just say what you have to say."

"Let's just talk about this between the two of us. We don't want a third person to hear."

She was referring to Jiang Chunzhi.

Jiang Chunzhi grabbed Pei Hansheng: "Hansheng, you're leaving me to face Grandpa alone. I'm so scared."

"I'm right outside the door. Call my name if you need anything."

Jiang Chunzhi looked up at Qiao Wan, her tearful eyes filled with defiance: "Yes, I'll wait for you to come back."

Qiao Wan glanced at them expressionlessly, then turned and walked out of the ward.

Pei Hansheng stepped out and said, "If it's about divorce, the house is in complete chaos, so you'd better not mention it."

"Although this matter is a bit urgent, that's not what I'm talking about."

Pei Hansheng looked away, his expression displeased: "Let's talk here."

The door to the ward was open, and Jiang Chunzhi could hear everything the people outside were saying.

Qiao Wan tugged at Pei Hansheng's arm: "Then lower your head a little, and I'll whisper."

Pei Hansheng glanced at her, his eyes unreadable, and leaned down slightly. Qiao Wan tiptoed and whispered in Pei Hansheng's ear.

The warm, fragrant scent brushed past my ear, seeping into my body through my ear canal, like a feather gently stirring my heart.

Pei Hansheng's throat tightened, and his whole body felt hot; he couldn't hear what Qiao Wan was saying.

Qiao Wan patted his shoulder: "So if you believe me, tell Jiang Chunzhi to stay away from Grandpa."

Pei Hansheng put both hands in his pockets, maintaining his bent-over posture in front of Qiao Wan, and stared into her eyes: "Qiao Wan, you're jealous."

Qiao Wan frowned and pushed him away.

"Are you deaf too?"

Pei Hansheng was pushed back a step, his thin lips curving into a smile: "You've got some nerve."

Qiao Wan felt like she was talking to a brick wall.

Pei Hansheng never listens to her true feelings, and they always argue when they try to communicate. They are from different worlds and can't see eye to eye, let alone be husband and wife.

"Forget it, I have nothing to say to you."

"Come back." Pei Hansheng grabbed her wrist, sneering, "Going to visit someone in prison?"

Qiao Wan shook her hand away: "I don't need to report to you where I go."

"We're not divorced yet, but I don't have that idea for the time being."

A look of surprise flashed across Qiao Wan's eyes.

"You broke your promise!"

Pei Hansheng grabbed the handbag from Qiao Wan's other hand, threw it on the ground, and pushed Qiao Wan into the bathroom.

This is the VIP floor. There are only two wards. The other one is empty, and no one except the nurses will come in.

Qiao Wan was a little scared and wanted to run away, but Pei Hansheng carried her to the sink.

"Ye Jizhou made me lose my fiancée, and I'll make him taste what it's like to lose love. You love him so much, don't you? I'll make sure he doesn't get you."

Pei Hansheng's body exuded an oppressive aura, forcing Qiao Wan to back away.

My back hit the faucet, and the water gushed out.

Pei Hansheng grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. She groaned softly, her eyes welling up with tears.

It doesn't hurt, but my heart is sinking, plummeting to the bottom.

Pei Hansheng ran his fingertip across Qiao Wan's cheek and sneered, "I love seeing lovers part ways. Qiao Wan, you are destined to suffer at my hands for the rest of your life."

Qiao Wan's lips trembled, and a chill ran down her spine. Pei Hansheng lifted her woolen skirt, pinched her chin, and kissed her.

She struggled fiercely, splashing water all over them, the soaked clothes clinging uncomfortably to their skin.

Pei Hansheng took off his coat and unbuckled his belt.

And so, he took Qiao Wan for himself.

Afterwards, he held her tightly in his arms, straightened her clothes, wrapped her in a clean coat, and kissed her dazed eyes.

"Let's go to a hot spring to warm up."

Qiao Wan's eyes flickered slightly, her gaze drifting to his enigmatic, smiling eyes.

She raised her hand and slapped him with all her might, the crisp sound echoing.

Pei Hansheng curled his lips into a wicked and sinister smile, pressing Qiao Wan's head and kissing her recklessly.

Until the two of them tasted blood, and swallowed the sweet-smelling liquid.

Pei Hansheng relented, and Qiao Wan kicked him away. Her pale face was like that of an emotionless porcelain doll, expressionless and utterly world-weary.

"If you take one more step closer, we'll both perish."

Pei Hansheng stopped, frozen in place as if under a spell, not moving an inch.

An indescribable darkness flashed across his dark eyes: "Crazy woman."

Qiao Wan sneered, walked back to the corridor, and bent down to pick up the books and pen ink that had rolled out of her handbag.

Tears welled up, but she forced them back, picked up her bag, and dragged her aching body step by step toward the elevator.

Behind him, Pei Hansheng's dark eyes were fixed on him, like a ferocious beast lurking in the jungle, posing a deadly danger.

Jiang Chunzhi chased after him, pleading, "Hansheng, are you going to leave me again to go find her?"

"Chunzhi, you can ask me for help anytime. I promised your brother that I would always take care of you."

"Stay and keep me company, okay?"

Pei Hansheng glanced at Jiang Chunzhi, but his feet walked out of the hospital involuntarily.

Qiao Wan took a taxi back to Jinxiu Jiayuan.

Pei Hansheng's car was parked across the street, and he remained seated there until it was completely dark and pedestrians had gone home.

No one slept that night.

Qiao Wan made up her mind; even if it meant filing a lawsuit, she was determined to get a divorce.