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

Pei Hansheng was hit right at the hospital and was quickly taken to the emergency room.

Qiao Wan stayed by her side. The doctor said there was no danger to her life, just a head abrasion.

This wasn't the first time she had seen Pei Hansheng lying in a hospital bed. Recalling when he was paralyzed and in a wheelchair, he was disheveled and weak, and his needs were particularly high. If he wasn't seen for even a moment, he would clamor for Qiao Wan to stay with him. At that time, Qiao Wan cleaned his body, no matter how dirty or tired she was, she didn't mind.

But now he despises her for being dirty, saying she's not even as good as a pig.

It's infuriating to think about.

A commotion came from outside the door. The Pei family and the Jiang family rushed over upon hearing the news that Pei Hansheng had been hit.

Jiang Chunzhi rushed in, clung to Pei Hansheng, and sobbed in his arms.

Pei Hansheng frowned, looking like he was about to wake up.

Qiao Wan picked up her bag and stood up. She glanced at the time; Xiao Bao was still waiting for her to come home, so it was time to leave.

Everyone's attention was on Pei Hansheng, and no one noticed Qiao Wan. To avoid further friction, Qiao Wan glanced back at Pei Hansheng and left without saying a word.

Jiang Chunzhi's crying woke Pei Hansheng. He woke up, but he kept calling out Qiao Wan's name.

"Hansheng, it's all Qiao Wan's fault that you got hit by a car. She always brings you misfortune. I hate her so much."

Pei Hansheng's gaze swept past Jiang Chunzhi, looking around before asking, "Where is she? Is she injured?"

Jiang Chunzhi said bitterly, "I didn't see her at all. She must have seen your car accident, thought you were a nuisance, and abandoned you."

Pei Hansheng had a slight headache: "They're leaving now, so they won't get in the way."

His tone betrayed his disappointment as he said this.

She's never there when we need her; Qiao Wan is an ungrateful wretch.

Rong Wenying took a document out of her bag and threw it in front of everyone.

"Hansheng, your father said you've already signed the divorce agreement. Can you go and complete the formalities tomorrow?"

Pei Hansheng was silent for a moment, then pinched his brow: "My head hurts so much."

Rong Wenying looked worried and didn't mention the matter again: "What's wrong, son? Is there anything we haven't checked yet?"

Pei Hansheng nodded: "I want to be alone. Chunzhi can stay with me."

The two elders looked at each other, their faces beaming with joy.

Their understanding was that Pei Hansheng was divorced, and the next step was to arrange marriages for their two children.

Jiang's mother gave her daughter a look and said, "Then we'll be leaving. Chunzhi, please take good care of Hansheng."

Pei Hansheng finally had some peace and quiet and wanted to call Qiao Wan.

He wanted to ask that heartless little brat himself how she could have the nerve to abandon him on the street after he saved her.

"Hansheng, what are you looking for?"

"cell phone."

"Here it is." Jiang Chunzhi found Pei Hansheng's phone where Qiao Wan had been sitting, and there was also a sticky note underneath it.

Jiang Chunzhi picked it up and looked at it.

The neat and beautiful handwriting immediately caught the eye, listing the precautions to take when Pei Hansheng was injured.

Pei Hansheng's medical history, commonly used medications, injured areas, drug allergies, etc.

Without years of meticulous care for Pei Hansheng, he wouldn't have been able to write these things.

Jiang Chunzhi crumpled the note in her hand into a ball and tossed it into her pocket.

She handed the phone to Pei Hansheng and went to call the doctor.

"Hello doctor, Hansheng was in a car accident before and had major surgery. He broke his seventh rib and also has a comminuted fracture of his ankle. Could you please take another X-ray and examine him carefully? Also, he is allergic to cephalosporins, so please avoid prescribing that medication..."

Pei Hansheng's hand lingered on Qiao Wan's phone number. As he listened to Jiang Chunzhi meticulously explaining everything to the doctor, he couldn't help but sneer.

He then realized that Qiao Wan had blocked his number.

Those who wanted to contact him abandoned him.

Those who are by your side will always be there for you.

He got off the hospital bed, stood up, and walked out of the emergency room.

Jiang Chunzhi chased after him: "Hansheng, you haven't finished your examination yet, where are you going?"

Pei Hansheng stood on the steps of the hospital gate, looking up at the night sky, lost in thought.

Jiang Chunzhi hugged him from behind: "Hansheng, both our parents hope that you can divorce Qiao Wan. Since you have signed the papers, don't drag it out. Only a marriage between our two families can maximize our family's interests. We have reached an age where we can't afford to play games anymore."

Pei Hansheng lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on Jiang Chunzhi's tightly clasped hands, his eyes filled with sadness.

Everyone thought he was playing around, and even he himself couldn't tell whether he was just toying with her or genuinely wanted to spend his life with Qiao Wan.

There were many moments in the past when he was determined to get a divorce, but when she actually brought it up, he didn't want to let go. In the end, he was still unwilling to give up.

Unwilling to let her go and live a carefree life with other men, he wanted to torment Qiao Wan for the rest of her life, so that she would serve him in her old age, bathe him, and do whatever he wanted to her.

Pei Hansheng pried Jiang Chunzhi's hand away: "At your age, it's time for you to get married and have children. Have you been on any blind dates that you're satisfied with? Let me give you my opinion."

Jiang Chunzhi's face was streaked with tears of pain, unseen by Pei Hansheng, who could not see how humiliated she was at that moment.

Every time their relationship was brought up, Pei Hansheng would always use this tactful rejection to brush it off. He wouldn't mention getting back together, nor would he give her the status she wanted. His distant attitude reminded her that they could never go back.

But her sacrifices were no less than Qiao Wan's. A woman only has fourteen years of youth, and she dedicated them all to Pei Hansheng. How could she bear to let go?

Pei Hansheng had a faint smile on his face. He was gentle and patient with her, and always remained emotionally stable.

"Get in the car, we'll take you back to Chiang Kai-shek's residence first."

He carried his suit jacket over his shoulder, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the car, his figure so forlorn.

Jiang Chunzhi gazed at him longingly before getting into the car.

"Hansheng, I'd like to go back to Tanshu with you today, is that alright?"

"Tanshu." Pei Hansheng felt an emptiness in his heart. It was no longer a home; it had become a cold, empty shell. "Whatever, whatever makes you happy."

He stepped on the gas and drove towards Tanshu.

The children of the Pei and Jiang families got along well and often visited each other's homes when they were young, taking turns staying overnight. Pei Hansheng didn't think much of it and brought Jiang Chunzhi home.

"I still have work to do. You should go and rest in the guest room."

"it is good."

The guest rooms were on the first floor for friends and family staying overnight. Jiang Chunzhi glanced at the second floor, gave Zhang Xiu a look, and went straight up.

She went into the master bedroom and looked around the walk-in closet. There was a cabinet with a row of women's loungewear, in different seasons, styles, and materials. Since Qiao Wan spent a lot of time at home, Pei Hansheng bought her a lot of clothes.

Among them were many sexy and revealing lingerie pieces with subtle sensuality, some still with the tags on, clearly indicating that Qiao Wan had never worn them.

Jiang Chunzhi smiled coldly, tore off the label, went into the bathroom to take a shower. Her sheer halter dress was so thin it was almost transparent. In front of the vanity mirror, she took out her phone and took about a hundred selfies, edited a few, and posted them on her WeChat Moments.

Caption: [Good night.]

Zhang Xiu rushed up: "Miss Jiang, Young Master Pei has come out of the study. You should go downstairs now."

Jiang Chunzhi remained calm and sat on the edge of the bed, supporting herself with her hands and leaning back slightly, revealing her unique feminine curves.

"Aunt Zhang, do I look good in this? Do you think Han Sheng likes women who look innocent on the outside but are actually very sexy on the inside? Otherwise, why would he buy Qiao Wan pajamas like this? Do they do that often?"