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

Pei Hansheng assumed the old man was talking nonsense, picked up his cane, and went into the room.

He stood regally to the side, his handsome, well-defined features drawing Qiao Wan to secretly gaze at his face, which Pei Hansheng mocked as infatuation.

It's good enough that I only had him briefly.

Qiao Wan looked away, took her grandfather's hand, and said goodbye.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving now. Your hearing isn't good, and you've smashed all the hearing aids we bought. If you don't want to hear something, then don't. Just live happily. I hope you stay healthy and live a long life."

Pei Xiongkai held Qiao Wan's hand, the longevity lock digging into her palm and causing a slight pain.

"I know you had a child with Pei Hansheng outside, Xiao Wan. Grandpa isn't stupid; he understands everything."

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, then stared intently into her grandfather's eyes with a pleading look.

"Don't worry, Grandpa won't say anything. I've saved the portion for you and the child. If you don't want Pei Hansheng, do you want Grandpa instead?"

Qiao Wan couldn't hold back her tears, which fell onto the blanket over her grandfather's legs.

"grandfather……"

Pei Hansheng frowned, wondering what the two of them were whispering about, probably complaining about him again. He pulled Qiao Wan's hand into his arms.

Staring at her reddened eyes, he frowned at Pei Xiongkai: "Can you please stop provoking her? She just loves to cry, and I can't soothe her."

Pei Xiongkai snorted arrogantly: "Is it because she loves to cry, or because you always bully her when she cries? Xiao Wan is a very strong-willed girl."

Pei Hansheng glanced at Qiao Wan: "Ask her who's the boss at home."

Qiao Wan and Pei Hansheng exchanged a glance. Perhaps because their marriage was about to enter its final countdown, they looked at each other with less hatred.

"Grandpa, I listen to Pei Hansheng both at home and outside, but he doesn't bully me. He's very good to me."

Pei Hansheng glanced at Qiao Wan, feeling a light, fluffy feather brush against his heart, stirring up a tickle.

Pei Xiongkai subtly probed Pei Hansheng: "You're so reckless, I don't believe you haven't wronged her. Xiao Wan always protects you. If you don't cherish her, you'll definitely regret it later."

Pei Hansheng scoffed dismissively and whispered in the old man's ear, "Have you forgotten that I've never cried since I was a child?"

Pei Xiongkai was too lazy to talk about his childhood antics. He closed his eyes and said, "I'm going to sleep. Don't bother me."

On the way back to Tanshu from the old house, the atmosphere in the car remained silent the entire time.

Pei Hansheng vaguely sensed that Qiao Wan was different from usual. She wasn't arguing about divorce or making a scene with him. She was quiet and reserved, which made him feel uneasy. He felt like something was missing.

He spoke in a serious tone, warning, "No matter how well you pretend to be obedient, Qiao Wan, I will not allow you to enter a place like this again. Stay away from the Jiang family in the future."

Qiao Wan leaned back in the car seat, looking somewhat tired.

"Are you putting on an act with me tonight because you're afraid my presence will ruin your image as the best son-in-law in the Chiang family?"

"otherwise?"

Qiao Wan didn't say anything.

Pei Hansheng was always like this, his attitude was always ambiguous, making her mistakenly believe that he was protecting her.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "If it weren't for me, you and Jiang Chunzhi would probably be married by now, and your kids would be old enough to run errands, right?"

Pei Hansheng glanced at Qiao Wan, his brows furrowing as he gripped the steering wheel. "Most likely. Why are you asking?"

Qiao Wan's eyes were calm and still: "I'm just curious, so why do you want to marry me?"

"Did I have the right to refuse back then?" Pei Hansheng was somewhat irritated. Qiao Wan had been acting strangely tonight, and he didn't want to bring up past unhappiness. "It's all in the past. What's the point of asking these questions?"

Is it all in the past? Why does everyone live in the past? When they mention those past times, it's so beautiful it's heartbreaking.

Qiao Wan said softly, her voice low and serious, "What a pity."

Marrying her was something he had no choice in, and that fact has never changed in Pei Hansheng's mind.

She only learned tonight that Pei Hansheng and Jiang Chunzhi had been through so much together.

She thought four years was a long time, enough for a love to go from unforgettable to heartbreaking. But beyond four years, there are fourteen years, which occupy a person's youth and are enough to hold so many precious and unforgettable moments that move others to tears.

Pity.

As the car drove into Tanshu, Pei Hansheng noticed Qiao Wan's unusual behavior. He pulled her into the villa, wanting to continue what they hadn't finished.

Goldman Sachs came over with a stack of documents and asked him to sign them.

"Why don't you let me rest in the middle of the night?"

"It's an urgent document; the chairman just called and requested it."

Qiao Wan freed her hand and stared at the stack of documents, including their divorce agreement.

Pei Hansheng glanced at her, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "What's wrong, getting impatient?"

He took the pen, didn't look at it carefully, and flipped to the signature column of each document, signing his name one by one.

"Here you go. I won't be treating you to midnight snacks tonight, and don't bother me tomorrow morning."

The Goldman Sachs documents are gone.

The tension that had been building within Qiao Wan suddenly eased, and a weight lifted from her shoulders.

Pei Hansheng spoke to her, but she didn't hear clearly. She stared into his eyes, lost in thought.

Back in the bedroom, the atmosphere was just right.

Pei Hansheng pulled her down onto his lap, his thin lips breathing hot air into Qiao Wan's ear, making her feel weak all over and causing her to shrink back.

Qiao Wan leaned against his shoulder, her voice broken: "Pei Hansheng, I want to ask you for something."

"Hmm, while I'm still really into you, let's hurry up and have it."

"Give me a house, like your apartment in Dongshan."

"Okay... anything else?"

Pei Hansheng ripped off Qiao Wan's dress, the enchanting scenery before him blurring his vision. He just wanted to devour her whole, whatever she said was law.

Qiao Wan pulled a section of her arm out from the two inseparable bodies, opened a drawer, and took out a contract.

Agreement to remove the father and retain the son.

She turned to the last page, hooked her arms around his neck, and his kisses, burning hot, left fiery marks on her body, making her tremble: "Then sign it."

Pei Hansheng scoffed, leaving a row of teeth marks on her chest, then raised his face, slightly out of breath, and wrote his name with a pen.

He threw the contract on the carpet and helped her onto the bed.

"Grandpa keeps urging us to have children, what are your thoughts?"

The woman beneath him did not react, and Pei Hansheng looked down at her with disdain.

Qiao Wan's profile is beautiful, aloof and indifferent, as if she doesn't care about anything, always wanting people to tear her apart and see her clearly.

She stared absently at a spot on the ground. Whenever she looked like this, it would always stir up the beast in Pei Hansheng's heart. He pinched her chin and bit her lip hard, drawing blood.

Qiao Wan snapped out of her daze and stared at his wild and fierce face.

His sweat rolled down his angular profile and onto the corner of her lips. He licked it, and Pei Hansheng's eyes reddened. He grabbed her hand and went deeper.

She bowed to meet him, kissing the sweat on his face with her lips, the salty taste mixed with his unique scent.

Just like his love, it was neither sweet nor unforgettable.

Pei Hansheng was intrigued. He suddenly picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. The full-length mirror in front of them reflected the two of them, and Qiao Wan blushed deeply.

She couldn't resist Pei Hansheng; she was conquered inch by inch by him, and he could arouse her with just a flick of his finger.

After a night of revelry, Pei Hansheng, his hair still damp with sweat, collapsed onto his pillow and closed his eyes wearily.

Qiao Wan picked up the clothes, glanced at him, and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He closed his eyes and grabbed her wrist.

"Let's have a child, Chunzhi."

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, her eyes instantly welled up with tears, a sour feeling rushed to the tip of her nose, and tears streamed down her face.

She pulled her hand away and forcefully suppressed her tears.

She got out of bed, picked up the agreement from the floor, and glanced back at the sleeping man.

He packed his things into his bag and left Tanshu without any further hesitation.

...

Pei Hansheng was woken up early in the morning by a barrage of group messages on his phone.

He touched the body beside him, but there was no soft, fragrant body as he had expected. He let out a sexy snort and picked up his phone in displeasure.

A divorce agreement was posted in the group chat, and it immediately caused an uproar.