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

Shen Yingtang studied art and was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She even obtained a grade certificate for piano.

She stared at Jiang Chunzhi on the stage, feeling that something was off.

"Wanwan, I want to go backstage and take a look."

"Come back quickly, I want to go home."

Shen Yingtang glanced at the center area, but Pei Hansheng didn't notice them at all; his eyes were only on his piano-playing girl.

After drinking the juice, Qiao Wan felt extremely dizzy, probably because she was in a bad mood and felt very depressed.

The waiter approached her: "Miss, you don't look well. Please come with me to the lounge and wait for your friend. I'll ask her to come find you."

"Okay, thank you."

Qiao Wan was led into the lounge. Feeling dazed, she lay down on the sofa and fainted.

After Jiang Chunzhi finished her performance on stage, she walked to Pei Hansheng's table, leaned towards him, and seemed to be snuggling against him.

Lei Dingcheng's gaze swept over them.

"Mr. Pei, is this your wife?"

Pei Hansheng subtly distanced himself from Jiang Chunzhi.

"My wife couldn't come this time, but I'll bring her out and introduce her to you another time."

Jiang Chunzhi's eyes darkened.

She looked at Lei Dingcheng and said, "Hello, I am Jiang Chunzhi, Hansheng's younger sister whom I've known since childhood."

She raised her hand and swept the cup in front of Lei Dingcheng, spilling it all over him.

"Oh dear, Mr. Lei, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to."

"It's okay, I'll go clean it up."

Jiang Chunzhi gave the waiter a look, and the waiter nodded and led Lei Dingcheng to the lounge where Qiao Wan was.

Lei Dingcheng looked around. There was no water tap, and a woman was on the sofa.

"Hello, miss..."

Qiao Wan's face turned pale, and she was breathing rapidly like a fish stranded on a beach, looking very uncomfortable.

Lei Dingcheng had received medical emergency training, and these symptoms resembled respiratory poisoning.

He didn't have his phone with him, and when he went to call someone, the door was locked from the inside.

There was no time to lose; the only thing to do was to loosen Qiao Wan's clothes, open the window for ventilation, and ensure she could breathe freely.

His eyes fell upon the expanse of snow-white skin above Qiao Wan's collarbone, and his cheeks flushed. Without a second thought, he lifted her slightly higher, asking, "Miss, Miss, can you hear me?"

Inside the restaurant, a waiter hurried over to Jiang Chunzhi and whispered a few words to her.

Jiang Chunzhi's face suddenly turned red: "Hansheng, Mr. Lei was shouting loudly with a woman in the lounge. This is a respectable place. You are not allowed to bring people here and ruin my reputation."

Pei Hansheng frowned and stood up: "I'll go take a look."

Jiang Chunzhi and the waiter exchanged a glance and followed him over.

You could hear the two talking through the door to the lounge.

"Would this be more comfortable? Or like this?"

"Much better, I can manage on my own now."

Pei Hansheng was about to leave when the woman's familiar voice pulled him back.

"Why is that Mrs. Pei's voice in there?"

Jiang Chunzhi feigned surprise as she looked at Pei Hansheng, whose expression was shrouded in a frighteningly sinister aura, exuding murderous intent.

"Why is the door locked from the inside? Go get the key."

No sooner had Jiang Chunzhi finished speaking than Pei Hansheng stretched out a long leg and kicked the door hard with terrifying force, quickly breaking it down.

Pei Hansheng rushed in, and Qiao Wan was disheveled.

Lei Dingcheng's face turned bright red, and his neck swelled up.

Pei Hansheng pulled Qiao Wan aside, took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her, then grabbed Lei Dingcheng by the collar.

"This is my wife, I've skinned you alive."

Lei Dingcheng opened his mouth in surprise: "Mr. Pei, is she your wife?"

Qiao Wan felt weak all over and grabbed Pei Hansheng's clothes: "Let go, what are you going to do?"

Pei Hansheng gritted his teeth, a surge of anger rising in his heart, overriding all reason.

What can he do? His woman has been defiled by another man, he's been cuckolded, he's going to kill someone.

"I'll settle accounts with you after I've dealt with him."

Pei Hansheng swung his fist and smashed Lei Dingcheng's glasses, causing one of his eyeballs to swell and bleed.

Jiang Chunzhi's eyes widened, completely unprepared for this turn of events.

Based on her understanding of Pei Hansheng, he was a clean freak with an extremely strong possessive streak. He could not tolerate anything dirty and demanded that women be clean and pure.

Qiao Wan is already lying on another man, how could he not be disgusted?

"Han Sheng, Mr. Lei is a distinguished guest invited by Uncle Pei. Are you going to ruin your future?"

Shouldn't he slap Qiao Wan and call her a shameless, despicable woman?

Pei Hansheng sneered. His mind was filled with the image of Qiao Wan lying there with her eyes glazed over.

All I want to do is gouge out Lei Dingcheng's eyeballs.

Lei Dingcheng was completely disoriented from Pei Hansheng's beating, lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, searching for his glasses.

Pei Hansheng grabbed him and punched him repeatedly in the stomach, venting his anger on him.

Lei Dingcheng was powerless to resist, unable to utter a single word, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Pei Hansheng usually practices boxing, having studied under a South Asian boxing champion, and is able to kill a wild bear with his bare hands.

Jiang Chunzhi hugged his waist: "Hansheng, if you hit someone again, they'll be gone."

Pei Hansheng shook off Jiang Chunzhi's hand, and Jiang Chunzhi was caught off guard and fell to the ground, hitting her head.

Pei Hansheng didn't notice Jiang Chunzhi, grabbed Qiao Wan's arm, and pulled her away.

"Where did he touch you? Go home and wash him clean. From now on, don't even think about leaving Tanshu without my permission, or I'll break your legs!"

Qiao Wan's eyes were filled with fear.

She never wants to go back to that cage; Pei Hansheng will torture her to death.

She struggled to stay, but Pei Hansheng picked her up in one go.

Qiao Wan's eyes welled up with tears. Why did he seem to care so much, yet be so cruel? She couldn't understand.

Rong Wenying rushed over upon hearing the noise, and the scene before her almost made her faint.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Qiao Jiadong looted Lei Dingcheng of valuables, stuffing his watch and wallet into his pockets.

Standing outside the door were prominent figures from the capital, who looked at Qiao Jiadong with disbelief.

Rong Wenying roared, "Who let you in? Did Qiao Wan tell you to do this?"

Qiao Jiadong bit his big gold watch, his greedy face extremely ugly: "He's just a big ladybug, he slept with my sister for free and didn't even pay me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Mr. Lei is a distinguished guest of the Pei family and a meritorious contributor to the Pei family's rise to power."

Rong Wenying clutched her heart, feeling a surge of urge to kill Qiao Wan.

"Pei Hansheng, you must divorce Qiao Wan tomorrow and sever all ties with this family of debt collectors! Otherwise, I'll kill myself!"

Jiang Chunzhi quickly helped her sit down, glancing at Qiao Wan: "If it were me, I wouldn't even have the face to stay in the capital."

Qiao Wan closed her eyes, her face turning deathly pale.

She herself wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

"Her home is in the capital. If you keep pressuring her, I'll send you away first."

Pei Hansheng coldly surveyed the chaos in the room, then carried Qiao Wan away, putting her in his car.

Qiao Wan opened the car door and got out.

Pei Hansheng, with his long legs, circled back in a few strides: "Why are you running? I'm capable of eating people!"

Qiao Wan looked at him expressionlessly, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

Pei Hansheng was stunned; the coldness in her eyes was like a block of ice, piercing him.

"What are you trying to do? Trying to kill me with your eyes?"

"When exactly can we get a divorce?"

Pei Han stared at her: "Qiao Wan, do you have a heart?"

"Can we get a divorce tomorrow?"

Pei Hansheng was driven crazy by the torment. He picked up Qiao Wan and threw her into the car.

He sat down beside her, and like catching a chick, pressed Qiao Wan onto his lap, pinched her chin, and kissed her.

Qiao Wan's lips were chapped, and she pounded her fists on Pei Hansheng's chest. Pei Hansheng kissed her, his large hands holding her hands behind her back, pressing her waist and back, and pulling her even closer into his embrace.

Salty tears slid into my mouth.

Pei Hansheng stopped, panting heavily, and slowly sucked away the blood from her lips, then deepened the kiss.

I still can't control myself; I want to meld her into my very bones and swallow her whole.

Qiao Wan was almost suffocating, her body limp and powerless, letting him kiss her.

Until the phone rang, Rong Wenying said:

"Your dad wants you to go back to the old house, Han Sheng. I can't protect you anymore. Your dad has plenty of ways to deal with you."

"understood."

Pei Hansheng tilted his head back and exhaled, his eyes showing restraint. He released Qiao Wan, picked up his suit jacket, and got out of the car.

Qiao Wan sat in the car, her lips swollen from the intense kiss, motionless, her eyes vacant and blank.

Pei Hansheng felt a sharp pain in his heart. He looked away and said to the driver, "Take her back to Tanshu."