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

Rong Wenying called Pei Hansheng.

"Son, Chunzhi said her brother's eyelids twitched today, showing signs of waking up."

On his way to an important social event, Pei Hansheng heard this and slammed on the brakes, turning around to head towards the hospital where Jiang Nanhe was.

"Son, are you ready to come? Don't rush, bring Qiao Wan along too."

Pei Hansheng slowed down: "What are you taking her to do?"

"Chun-Chi said that her brother needs a blood transfusion. You know, rare blood types can only be obtained through donations, and they are very hard to find."

Jiang Nanhe and Qiao Wan both have the same Rh-negative blood type. When Rong Wenying arranged for Qiao Wan to marry into the Pei family, she was very careful and secretly had people investigate Qiao Wan thoroughly. Putting aside her family background, her education, age, and appearance were all acceptable. Not only were her birth dates compatible with Pei Hansheng, but she also shared the same blood type as Jiang Nanhe.

It will come in handy someday.

Pei Hansheng parked the car on the side of the road and rubbed his temples: "Is Qiao Wan a miracle doctor? Jiang Nanhe always goes to her whenever he needs a blood transfusion. Don't they have a blood bank?"

"Han Sheng, what kind of attitude is that? Who was it that ruined Jiang Nanhe like this in the first place..."

"Qiao Wan died once, and I saved her life. Now she's under my care. I'm familiar with finding rare blood types, and I'll definitely do my best for Nan He's matter. Stop trying to take advantage of Qiao Wan. I don't want to lose something I've worked so hard to keep again, or it would make me look incompetent."

When Qiao Wan attempted suicide, he knelt in front of the emergency room begging the doctor and humbled himself to contact people to find a blood bank. It wasn't that he loved Qiao Wan so much, but that he put a lot of effort into it. Like marking an animal's territory, Qiao Wan was his private property, and no one else could easily touch her.

Rong Wenying had just suffered a setback with Qiao Wan, and was now ruthlessly rejected by Pei Hansheng.

She felt that the world was about to change for the Pei family.

"Pei Hansheng! Are you trying to rebel? You're becoming more and more disobedient. Qiao Wan is just a plaything of yours. What are you trying to do by protecting her?"

Pei Hansheng took off his Bluetooth headset and turned the car around: "Mom, I'm going to talk to Mr. Dolly about the project now."

Rong Wenying remained silent.

She couldn't get involved in her son's career. Pei Hansheng was capable. When he took over the family business, Pei's was declining. Everyone said he was young, arrogant, and incompetent, and that the Pei family was doomed. But he quietly accomplished several major things, turning the tide and gaining control of the business in just a few years, thus consolidating Pei's long-established business empire.

"Go ahead, but Chunzhi's matter is also urgent. I'll think of a way."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Wenying turned around and saw Jiang Chunzhi sitting on a bench with her head down. Her face was twisted into a near-mad expression, extremely dark and sinister.

"Chunzhi, Hansheng is busy. Let me ask around for you. I'm sure I can find a way."

Jiang Chunzhi raised her head, adopting a weak and pitiful expression: "Auntie, thank you for your trouble. My brother loved me the most when he was well. I would rather be the one suffering inside. So no matter what, I will do everything I can to save him."

Rong Wenying sensed from her words that she still wanted to find Qiao Wan.

They didn't stop him, but indulged him, saying, "Of course, you're a smart and hardworking child. Don't give up as long as there's hope."

After seeing Rong Wenying off, Jiang Chunzhi returned to Jiang Nanhe's ward.

Through the glass, she looked at Jiang Nanhe on the bed, who was emaciated and just skin and bones, and the warmth on her face gradually disappeared.

Brother, didn't you also want me to marry Pei Hansheng? Then I should never wake up, nor die. Let Pei Hansheng live with that little bit of guilt for the rest of my life, and I will always have a place in his heart.

……

When Qiao Wan arrived at the winery, An Leyi was hospitalized. Jiang Yutong and Luo Cheng became increasingly unrestrained. She went in to sign the papers, and the two of them entangled together, feeding each other. While eating, they started kissing.

She knocked on the door but no one answered, so she came in and slammed the documents on the table.

"Boss Luo, Meimomeier has ordered a quarter's worth of goods. Can you supply them?"

Jiang Yutong wrapped her arms around Luo Cheng's neck, turned her head to glance at the contract on the table, lowered her head to fasten her bra buttons, and pulled her clothes up to put them on.

"It's true that it's good to have a powerful backer. By climbing the social ladder by getting involved with the sons of the princes in Beijing's elite circles, they've even partnered with Meimomeier."

Luo Cheng, his face covered in lipstick marks, glanced at Qiao Wan sideways.

Ever since he learned that his wife was going to let Qiao Wan manage the winery, his attitude towards Qiao Wan completely changed.

He thought she was just a pretty face in a wealthy family, empty-headed and only able to live off men, but who knew she would suddenly kick him off his position.

"You're the boss of the winery now, why are you asking me?"

Looking at his reckless and self-destructive attitude, Qiao Wan suddenly realized that he was nothing special.

"Luo Cheng, if you can do it, then do it; if you can't, then get out. You don't have many good days left."

An Leyi has decided to file for divorce. Before that, the assets need to be divided. Luo Cheng transferred a lot of hidden assets during the marriage, which will take time to investigate.

Qiao Wan couldn't be bothered to look at the two despicable people again. Their presence reminded her of An Leyi's tragic suicide attempt by cutting her wrists, and she couldn't help but project her past self onto them.

Pei Hansheng and Jiang Chunzhi would also do this, embracing, kissing, and making love in places she couldn't see.

It's disgusting to even think about.

Jiang Yutong grabbed the contract and threw it at Qiao Wan.

"What are you so smug about? You're just a discarded wife of a wealthy family! A piece of trash that Pei Hansheng didn't want!"

Qiao Wan didn't flinch, but lowered her eyes to stare at the other person: "Pei Hansheng and I are a legally married couple."

"Everyone in Beijing's social circles knows that the young master and the Jiang family's daughter are a couple. So what if he married you? You'll still end up being played with and discarded. You can't compare to Jiang Chunzhi at all. No wonder she doesn't want you."

"I initiated the divorce."

Jiang Yutong opened her mouth, but didn't know how to curse.

Qiao Wan glanced coldly at the two of them, her eyes filled with contempt.

She turned and left the office.

Jiang Yutong pinched Luo Cheng hard.

"We need to think of a way to teach her a lesson, otherwise she'll get too cocky."

Luo Cheng took a drag of his cigarette and blew it into Jiang Yutong's face, a playful smile on his face.

"Little imp, what kind of mischief are you up to now?"

Jiang Yutong hooked her arm around Luo Cheng's neck.

"Qiao Wan is a slut. She was a socialite in Hong Kong. Yi Yanzhi, the prince of the Hong Kong underworld, redeemed her from her servitude, but she ran off to Beijing with a gigolo and married Pei Hansheng. Yi Yanzhi is in Beijing now. He is extremely ruthless towards women. Once he's tired of them, he won't allow anyone else to touch them. Qiao Wan won't have a good ending."

Luo Cheng flicked off his cigarette ash and smiled, "Do whatever you want."

He had experience with fighting between two women. If the woman won, he would benefit; if she lost, he could just watch the show and not lose anything.

After getting off work, Qiao Wan went back to the hospital to see Xiao Bao.

As I walked out of the winery, a Bugatti Veyron was parked at the entrance. Many of the winery's guests drive luxury cars, but this one had a rare Hong Kong license plate.

She held her breath for a moment.

The car window rolled down, revealing a man's wicked and unruly face.

Qiao Wan clenched her hands, maintaining her smile: "Mr. Yi, it's been a long time."

Yi Yanzhi's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, were fixed on her, concealing a turbulent undercurrent: "Get in the car."

Qiao Wan hesitated for a few seconds, then opened the car door and got in.

A black car followed closely behind, honking its horn several times.

Qiao Wan stared at the rearview mirror, her heart skipping a beat.

Pei Hansheng, he shouldn't be here.

It's highly likely that Rong Wenying complained and dragged her to see Jiang Nanhe.

Yi Yanzhi glanced at her and asked, "Do you know her?"

Qiao Wan looked away: "He's my ex-husband, don't worry about him."

Pei Hansheng overtook Yi Yanzhi and, with a dangerous drift, forced him to stop.

The car stood there domineeringly across the road, and he leaned against the car door, his crossed legs appearing straight and long thanks to his trousers.

He lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and squinted at Yi Yanzhi with an arrogant and provocative look.