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

Qiao Wan suppressed the stinging in her eyes and pulled her hand away: "I understand, then hurry up and sign the divorce papers."

Pei Hansheng's hatred was tinged with an ambiguous darkness: "But now that I've married you, there's no going back. You've ruined my happiness. I want you to suffer with me, to torment each other forever."

Qiao Wan raised her eyes and looked into his eyes, which were brimming with anger: "If I could do it all over again, I would never marry you, never."

Pei Hansheng felt as if something had pierced his heart, drawing blood and tearing his body apart.

He took Qiao Wan's hand and strode across the hotel lobby, entering the lounge under the watchful eyes of staff and guests.

"Hansheng, wait for me."

Jiang Chunzhi chased after them, but the door was already locked from the inside.

Her face was a mixture of jealousy and resentment, and the sinister look in her eyes turned into murderous intent.

In the lounge, Qiao Wan was pushed onto the sofa, and Pei Hansheng bent his legs to trap her.

"Let me go, you madman!"

Pei Hansheng's face was terribly gloomy: "Dare you say what you just said again?"

Qiao Wan looked directly into his eyes: "I'm telling you, the thing I regret most in my life is marrying you, Pei Han... um..."

Pei Hansheng pinched her mouth shut, silencing her. His tongue darted around, entwining her until she couldn't utter a single word.

Qiao Wan's tears flowed freely, her whole body trembling, and she went limp in his fierce demands.

Pei Hansheng released her, his lips brushing across her cheek and eyes. He swallowed the bitter tears, which were too bitter and extinguished the restlessness in his heart.

He crouched down, pressed the back of her head down, and pressed his forehead against hers, calming his breathing: "Can't we just live peacefully together? It's just that I haven't proposed to you yet. Look at how jealous you are. I'll make you happy after I finish this."

Qiao Wan closed her eyes; she was so tired.

Pei Hansheng gently rubbed her rosy lips. Qiao Wan's phone rang, and he picked it up and swiped to answer.

"Miss Qiao, where are you? I have a hotel meeting later. Do you need a car to pick me up?"

Pei Hansheng glanced at Qiao Wan: "No need, I'll take her upstairs."

After a few seconds of silence, someone on the other end said, "Pei... are you President Pei?"

Qiao Wan snatched the phone and kicked Pei Hansheng in the stomach. Caught off guard, he fell backward, chuckled, and stared at her: "You're really ruthless."

Qiao Wan grabbed her bag and left, almost running away, rushing into the elevator.

The face in the mirror looked lost and dejected. She went upstairs, washed her face, tied her hair up, and went to find the purchasing manager.

Hotel executives have their own rooms in the hotel. When she arrived, the managers of the banquet hall and the sales department were there, and they looked at her with a questioning gaze.

Qiao Wan knew it was because of Pei Hansheng.

Without explanation, she presented her pricing proposal: "Sorry I'm late, let's get straight to the point..."

……

With many factors in place, the deal was finalized as expected. After the deal was completed, Qiao Wan gave An Leyi a reply.

"It's all settled. The hotel will order a quarter's worth of goods first. We'll guarantee the quality and quantity, and long-term cooperation will naturally follow."

"I knew you could do it, Joe. How about running a winery?"

Qiao Wan was naturally interested: "Of course I do. I have some other ideas, and I'll organize them and show them to you when I visit the hospital."

"You'd better get ready, I'm going to kick Luo Cheng out of our family business."

"Sister Leyi, I really admire you, and I'm so happy for you."

"Xiao Qiao, I admire you more than I do; you're far more insightful than I am."

Qiao Wan twitched the corner of her mouth; it was a lesson learned at the cost of her life.

After ending the call, Lao Chen drove to the hotel to pick her up.

Qiao Wan was a little tired and just wanted to take a hot bath and get a good night's sleep.

When she was in Tanshu, she was thinking about all sorts of things every day, which was even more tiring than it is now. She still suffered from insomnia every night. After she came out, her condition actually improved.

Back at Tanshu, Zhang Xiu placed dinner on the dining table: "Madam, the master asked me to make something nourishing for you. Please eat."

Qiao Wan glanced at the table full of soups and broths, but she really had no appetite.

She went upstairs and looked through the footage from the security cameras.

Zhang Xiu came to the room, pretended to clean it, and then started rummaging through Qiao Wan's suitcase. She also touched the phone on the bed, but only glanced at it before quickly putting it down, probably without doing anything.

She sneered. How cunning! Seeing that it was an old phone, she was afraid it was a trap. She probably knew she couldn't hide it anymore.

Qiao Wan took the video recording downstairs.

"Aunt Zhang, my phone that I left on the bed is missing."

Zhang Xiu blinked, feigning ignorance: "Was it a blue secondhand cell phone? I saw it when I was making the bed."

Qiao Wan didn't waste any words with her. She picked up the soup bowl on the table and splashed it at Zhang Xiu, scalding half of her forearm red.

"Qiao Wan! You brat!" Zhang Xiu's eyes widened, her face contorted, but upon hearing the sound of a car engine outside, she instantly transformed into a meek and submissive victim.

"Madam, I'm innocent! I really didn't take your things!"

Qiao Wan watched her act with a cold face.

Pei Hansheng walked in, followed by Jiang Chunzhi, who was carrying a stack of documents. She saw the scene before her and smiled.

Zhang Xiu wiped away her tears: "Miss Jiang, I've been your nanny for over ten years. You be the judge, am I the kind of person who steals and cheats?"

Jiang Chunzhi tugged at Pei Hansheng: "Hansheng, we grew up together. Every time you visited my house, Aunt Zhang would take us to the yard to pick fruit and make toys for us. You know what kind of person she is, right?"

Pei Hansheng glanced at Qiao Wan, noting that she was usually the one who looked disheveled, but today she looked quite presentable.

"Go upstairs to your room. I don't have time to mess around with you tonight."

Qiao Wan sneered, grabbed Zhang Xiu's arm to face her, and waved the surveillance video: "I have evidence that you installed a virus on my phone."

Zhang Xiu was clearly taken aback and became somewhat flustered. She secretly glanced at Jiang Chunzhi and swallowed hard.

Qiao Wan pressed, "Tell me, who sent me those threatening messages?"

Jiang Chunzhi tugged at Pei Hansheng's sleeve: "Hansheng, has Mrs. Pei not been taking her medicine properly again lately? Honestly, this kind of illness can't be left untreated, and you're not making sure she takes it properly."

Pei Hansheng walked up to Qiao Wan: "Is this why you installed the security camera today? Did someone threaten you? Or install a virus on your phone?"

Qiao Wan looked at these people one by one, speechless with grievances.

With a single, casual remark, Jiang Chunzhi trapped her in a self-justification scheme, making her situation worse the more she tried to defend herself.

She was tired and didn't want to continue arguing about right and wrong.

As long as Zhang Xiu is in Tanshu, she will never have a good life.

Without saying a word, she went upstairs.

Jiang Chunzhi glanced at her figure, a cold smile flashing in her eyes.

"Hansheng, I always feel that letting Mrs. Pei be like this will harm both herself and others. It would be better to send her to a mental hospital for a while, and then bring her home after she has stabilized."

Pei Hansheng frowned, his expression displeased.

"I'm not trying to sow discord between you two, but you're at a crucial stage in your career right now and can't afford to be distracted. If Mrs. Pei keeps making a fuss like this, all your hard work will be wasted."

Pei Hansheng walked upstairs: "We won't talk about work today. Put your things in the study and have the driver take you back to the Jiang Mansion."

Jiang Chunzhi bit her lip, feeling like the blood in her veins was about to burst.

On the second floor, in the small guest room next to the master bedroom.

Qiao Wan went to sleep after taking a shower.

I'm so tired that I don't even have the energy for internal conflict.

Pei Hansheng opened the door and walked in.

He stood by the bed, watching her curled up in the blankets, sleeping soundly.

Having been married for four years, he knew best that this woman was heartless and ruthless.

He brought a woman home so late, and she was still fast asleep, not caring at all. Nobody could do anything about it.

He was a little angry. He threw off the covers, lay down on his side next to Qiao Wan, pulled her into his arms, and pressed half of her body down with his leg.

This bed is small; it was bought later. We originally planned to use it as a nursery when we got married, but after that argument, the two of us broke up, and Qiao Wan started sleeping in separate beds from him, never letting him touch her again.

Qiao Wan woke up, somewhat annoyed, and struggled to move.

Pei Hansheng tightened his grip on her arm, holding her even tighter: "Don't move, we're not doing it today."