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

The Pei family's old residence.

When Pei Hansheng arrived, Rong Wenying and Jiang Chunzhi were both there.

The atmosphere in the living room was heavy. Half an hour ago, Pei Xinyang had lost his temper and kicked over a colorful flower vase from the Wanli era.

Rong Wenying stood up and straightened Pei Hansheng's collar: "Hansheng, go and apologize to your father. Tell him that you will visit Mr. Lei in the hospital after the divorce is finalized tomorrow."

Pei Hansheng frowned: "The earth will keep turning even without him."

Rong Wenying punched him hard, angrily saying, "Both father and son are stubborn. I've had enough."

Jiang Chunzhi came over and helped Rong Wenying up.

"Auntie, Han Sheng really isn't to blame for what happened tonight. I don't know what happened to Mrs. Pei, she went into the same lounge with Mr. Lei and locked the door. Later, her brother came to ask Mr. Lei for money, it's obvious she's trying to extort him."

Rong Wenying gritted her teeth in anger: "Those two siblings are desperate for money!"

Pei Hansheng's dark eyes were fixed on Jiang Chunzhi, sharp enough to pierce a hole through her.

"I'm going to the study."

Jiang Chunzhi breathed a sigh of relief, secretly clenched her fists, and helped Rong Wenying sit down.

"Chunzhi, go outside and keep watch. If Hansheng and his father make any noise, call for help immediately."

"Okay, Auntie, I'll go right away."

In the study, Pei Xinyang, who had just returned from a business trip abroad, had a stern face, even more serious than usual.

"I'm in Australia, busy as a bee every day, and I have to get up in the middle of the night to listen to your mother complain about your messes. Can't you just shut up for once and get a divorce and marry Jiang Chunzhi?"

Pei Hansheng remained silent, letting Pei Xinyang vent his anger.

"Both of your brothers are more capable than you. If you continue to be so decadent, they will eventually join forces to squeeze you out of the company."

Pei Hansheng scoffed: "They either resort to underhanded tricks behind people's backs, or they indulge in drinking, gambling, whoring, and womanizing. How can they compare to me?"

What's so good about you?

He is perfect in every way: he doesn't mess around with women, he has no bad habits, and aside from being busy with work and business, he goes home to stay after finishing his business engagements.

Pei Xinyang snorted coldly: "You still have the nerve to talk about the woman you married? She and her family have ruined the Pei family's reputation. What did you promise me? If this happens again, you'll send her here to be disciplined."

Pei Hansheng's eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent: "You dare touch her and see what happens."

Pei Xinyang picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at Pei Hansheng.

Pei Hansheng flinched, scraping his forehead slightly.

"You act like a king outside, and you still dare to be disrespectful to your father. Today I'll teach you a lesson."

Pei Xinyang took out a whip from the drawer. The barbs on it were stained with blood, making it look terrifying.

Pei Hansheng was unruly and mischievous as a child, and that's how he got beaten up all the way through his childhood.

He was used to it, so he bent his legs and put both knees on the ground.

"I thought you had made progress after being abroad for a few years, but you have even lost the most basic manners of being a son."

Jiang Chunzhi pushed open the door and knelt down beside Pei Hansheng.

"Uncle, Han Sheng almost died during those two years abroad..."

"Shut up!" Pei Hansheng interrupted her coldly, his expression unchanged.

Pei Xinyang's whip lashed out, once, twice...

His shirt was torn, revealing several deep whip marks that oozed bright red blood.

Rong Wenying covered her mouth and cried outside, while Jiang Chunzhi rushed behind Pei Hansheng and was whipped.

Pei Xinyang lashed the whip on the ground: "If it weren't for the Jiang family's daughter, I would have beaten you half to death."

In his youth, Pei Xinyang was a powerful figure in the business world, with an extremely strong desire for control, and he could not tolerate the slightest disobedience.

Today, Pei Hansheng crossed a line, all because of a daughter-in-law whom the Pei family disliked.

Jiang Chunzhi's back was burning hot, as if it had been scalded by boiling water, and her flesh was throbbing.

"Ouch, it hurts so much... Hansheng, you've taken dozens of hits, how come you haven't uttered a sound?"

Pei Hansheng helped her up: "Chunzhi, you shouldn't have come."

"But I'm so worried about you. The thought of you getting beaten breaks my heart."

Rong Wenying walked into the study with red eyes, crying and cursing:

"It's all that wicked woman's fault. She caused a death and turned our family upside down. I told you to divorce her years ago, but you wouldn't listen. Now we can't get rid of her."

Pei Hansheng put on his suit, his wound sticking to the fabric, and even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain. He frowned and quickly left.

Rong Wenying chased after him, saying, "Pei Hansheng, where are you going? Your wound will get infected if you don't treat it."

"I'm going back to Tanshu."

"Auntie, I'll go with Hansheng."

Jiang Chunzhi ran out of the villa, but Pei Hansheng's car had already driven away. She gritted her teeth unwillingly, got into her own car, and chased after him.

A dark figure rushed into the middle of the road. She slammed on the brakes, her body lurched forward, and she was in excruciating pain.

"Damn it, I should have run him over."

Qiao Jiadong opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and slapped her without saying a word.

Jiang Chunzhi was stunned.

Qiao Jiadong yelled, "Didn't you say you were going to sell Qiao Wan to that guy and give me a huge sum of money? Damn it, a watch is only worth a few hundred thousand, that's not enough!"

Jiang Chunzhi both feared and loathed him.

"We didn't manage to turn this fake act into a real one today, but we'll wait for another chance to make it real."

"What do you mean? Your words are like bullshit, I can't understand them."

"That's easy. Doesn't Qiao Wan have any scandals in Hong Kong? For example, being kept by someone, selling herself for money, etc. You can spread the word that she is a socialite in Hong Kong. There are plenty of people in Beijing who want to see Mrs. Pei's charm."

Qiao Jiadong slammed his fist into his palm: "That's brilliant. If you want to sleep with Pei Hansheng's wife, you'll have to pay a hefty price."

Jiang Chunzhi scoffed.

Are you still worried that Pei Hansheng can't get a divorce? Qiao Jiadong alone is enough.

……

Tanshu.

Pei Hansheng went home.

Zhang Xiuying came over and took the black leather gloves: "Mr. Pei is back."

Where is Qiao Wan?

"Mrs. Pei is upstairs."

Pei Hansheng lifted his leg and went upstairs, his steps were a little heavy because of his wound.

Qiao Wan sat on the sofa, with two divorce agreements on the table.

Hearing the noise, she stood up, faced the man, and smiled ethereally.

"I think we should make things clear. Instead of torturing each other with hatred, let's let each other go. You'll be much happier finding your happiness than with me, so don't waste your time."

Pei Hansheng sneered, his eyes swirling with hatred.

During the two years she was abroad, she ignored him completely and didn't even make a single phone call.

The doctor issued a critical condition notice. Before going into the operating room, he called her more than a dozen times, but in the end, a man answered.

Now she's begging him to let her go, but he can't.

Pei Hansheng pressed closer, and Qiao Wan fell onto the sofa, looking up at him.

His shadow loomed over her, the heavy stench of blood filling the air, dangerous and deadly.

"Qiao Wan, you were the one who abandoned me first. So you'll suffer the torment I inflict!"

Qiao Wan's eyes flickered slightly.

He's injured, who would dare to hurt Pei Hansheng?

She tugged at his sleeve: "Sit down first and treat your wound."

Pei Hansheng grabbed her wrist, and Qiao Wan winced in pain.

"Don't let these hands ever smell like another man again, or I'll chop them off!"

He released her, his head throbbing, and lay down on the bed.

Qiao Wan watched as Pei Hansheng hunched over, his breathing heavy and labored, like a wounded, trapped beast.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the black suit was soaked in blood.

She turned and went out.

Pei Hansheng suddenly opened his eyes: "They're leaving again."

Qiao Wan shook her head: "I'll make a call."

Fu Yuanzhou dialed his number and waited a while before the man answered. His voice was very nasal, so he must have been asleep.

"I'm sorry, brother, Pei Hansheng has lost a lot of blood, I'm a little overwhelmed..."

"Big brother will be right there."