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

The car was warm, and Qiao Wan closed her eyes, feeling sleepy.

Thinking of the datura flower tattooed on Jiang Chunzhi's ankle.

There was also a flower on Pei Hansheng's chest.

It was when he returned from abroad that the servants at Tanshu complained to him that Qiao Wan hadn't been home for a month.

Xiao Bao had pneumonia and a high fever at that time, and she stayed in the hospital.

Pei Hansheng, his face cold, questioned her about why she had thrown away the postcards Jiang Chunzhi had mailed to him.

After two years apart, the first thing they said to each other when they met was that he had come back to argue with her, all for the sake of his sweetheart.

Pei Hansheng said, "Qiao Wan, you have something to hide, and everything you see is dirty. What gives you the right to question my relationship with Chunzhi?"

"If you like being abroad so much, then don't come back. Why bother calling me back to the country in this way?"

"Don't mention children to me. I've said it many times, I will never ask you to have my child."

The conflict thus erupted.

That was the first time she lost control of her emotions. She tore up her marriage certificate, grabbed a fruit knife, and a voice in her head told her that as long as she cut hard, she could be free.

Pei Hansheng snatched the knife from her, called her a madwoman, and left her alone in a state of collapse before turning and leaving.

Qiao Wan was tormented by anonymous emails during that period, and later learned that she had been suffering from depression for a long time.

Two months later, Pei Hansheng returned as if nothing had happened, with a beautiful flower on his chest.

Qiao Wan pretended that nothing had happened.

Her life was lonely and impoverished, yet it was often turned upside down because of a complete stranger.

She only understood after seeing Jiang Chunzhi tonight.

Every time he argued and had a cold war with Pei Hansheng, he would spend time with other women.

She would only get caught in endless internal strife, constantly reflecting on how she had become a hysterical, crazy woman.

During that time, she was immersed in unbearable pain, and it took her a long time to carve out a crack so that a sliver of life could seep in.

Even now, whenever I think back on it, I am still overwhelmed by that feeling of despair.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and Shen Yingtang gently wiped them away: "Wanwan, we're home."

Qiao Wan opened her eyes, her pupils misty with tears. She hugged Shen Yingtang and said, "Xiaotang, I never want to live like that again."

Shen Yingtang had been holding it in all the way, and now she had to get it off her chest:

"I saw Jiang Chunzhi. She was naked in the dead of winter, dressed like a spider demon. Did she cause you trouble? I'm going to settle the score with her right now!"

Qiao Wan shook her head: "She didn't cause me any trouble tonight. Even if she did, the Jiang family is not to be trifled with. I'm afraid they'll cause you trouble too."

Shen Yingtang thought she was too naive: "Jiang Chunzhi is definitely not as innocent and naive as she seems. She's probably behind the anonymous emails!"

Qiao Wan had her doubts.

However, the other party was too cunning and adept at exploiting loopholes, leading the police to suspect that she had mental health issues.

There's really no way to start.

"Xiao Bao is getting impatient waiting at home, let's go home."

Shen Yingtang got out of the car with her: "Just wait, Wanwan, I'll find that person for you sooner or later, and make her jump rope with her intestines!"

Back home, the little one was lying in bed with a pacifier in his mouth and his little hands still clutching Qiao Wan's pajamas, and he had fallen asleep.

Qiao Wan stayed by his side for a long time, and all her worries disappeared.

Her little baby, whom she had raised for four years, has grown up in the blink of an eye.

This is her child, all by herself.

She had nothing to do with Pei Hansheng anymore.

……

Early the next morning.

When Qiao Wan woke up naturally, she picked up her phone and saw that Boss Luo had transferred 100,000 yuan with the note "performance commission".

He had just seen Boss Fang off at the airport, and the two of them had spent the night in the same bed. He didn't know how they negotiated, but the contract was settled.

After she finished packing, she called Luo Cheng: "Boss, what's the task for today?"

"Are you really sure you want to work for me? Mr. Pei has no objections, right?"

Qiao Wan knew she couldn't hide it any longer: "Pei Hansheng and I are going through divorce proceedings and are currently separated. It won't affect my work."

Luo Cheng was mentally prepared, but he was still surprised.

"Qiao Wan, you truly are no ordinary person!"

Qiao Wan curled her lips in a mocking smile. Perhaps Qiao Wan was an outstanding person in the past, but things are different now.

Luo Cheng remained calm: "Here's what we'll do. Go to the Leyi Winery that I took you to yesterday and familiarize yourself with the work environment."

"OK."

Qiao Wan arrived at the winery.

The sommelier she replaced has returned to work from the hospital.

The people at the winery call her Sister Tong; she looks a little older than Qiao Wan.

He immediately launched into a tirade against Qiao Wan upon their first meeting:

"Boss Fang is a customer I've been maintaining relationships with, and today he blocked all my contact methods. Qiao Wan, don't you even know the rules?"

Jiang Yutong is stunningly beautiful. She doesn't need to wear a sommelier's uniform and can freely choose clothes that reflect her own style. They are all sexy and voluptuous, which is also a major feature of the winery.

Qiao Wan's appearance made her feel very threatened.

Qiao Wan explained, "Boss Luo said you were sick and asked me to fill in at the last minute. I didn't know that much."

Jiang Yutong persisted: "Do you dare admit that you're deliberately targeting me and trying to push me out?"

Qiao Wan was baffled: "You're overthinking it. You're a stranger to me. I have no reason to put you down."

Jiang Yutong sneered, her face full of sarcasm: "You dare say you and Luo Cheng aren't having an affair? A newbie who hasn't even entered the industry yet, with absolutely no skills, managed to close a multi-million dollar deal? Or did you use that vixen face of yours to seduce Boss Fang?"

Qiao Wan frowned: "Speak with some respect. Your mouth stinks. Did you eat shit for breakfast?"

Jiang Yutong's eyes widened, and she angrily splashed the wine in her glass at Qiao Wan.

"With your sharp teeth and fangs, today I'm going to teach you a lesson in manners!"

The receptionist then led over seven or eight young and handsome men.

"Sister Qiao, the customer specifically requested that you serve the drinks."

Qiao Wan glanced sideways and saw Pei Hansheng and the others in his circle.

She couldn't remember all their names, and they all disliked her anyway.

Qiao Wan wiped the wine stains off her body.

The young master of the Jing family across the table said with obvious disdain, "How unlucky to run into her just here for a drink!"

These young men from wealthy families grew up together and had a deep bond. Jiang Nanhe is still in the hospital, and the group is venting their resentment on Qiao Wan, taking every opportunity to humiliate her whenever they meet.

Qiao Wan never raised her head in front of them.

She's used to it.

"Fifth brother, shut your mouth!"

The one speaking was the eldest brother, Fu Yuanzhou.

Of all the people, only Fu Yuanzhou treated Qiao Wan differently. He came from a family of doctors, had a good character, and was the eldest in his family because he was the oldest and most composed.

According to age, Pei Hansheng couldn't be the second brother; he was the youngest. He just wanted to be the eldest, but Fu Yuanzhou suppressed him, so he refused to let go of the second position.

Fu Yuanzhou walked up to Qiao Wan: "Xiao Wan, I heard you found a job, congratulations."

"Thank you, brother. I'm sorry you had to see this funny."

"Go change your clothes first, no rush. We'll wait for you in the private room and support you."

"Okay, I'll go prepare."

Fu Yuanzhou is very caring, exuding the charm of a mature man. He is considerate and thoughtful, and his words and actions are always appropriate.

He always managed to maintain the right distance, never putting any pressure on Qiao Wan.

"This is so boring. I knew I shouldn't have invited my older brother."

The group entered the private room one after another.

Pei Hansheng and Fu Yuanzhou walked behind.

"My older brother cares about my wife even more than I do."

Pei Hansheng put his hands in his pockets, his casual clothes making him look young and noble, with the demeanor of a true young nobleman.

His tone was casual and nonchalant, showing no concern whatsoever.

Fu Yuanzhou threw a punch.

"If you keep messing around like this, your wife will run off with someone else."

Pei Hansheng scoffed, "So what if it ran away? It's already someone else's. Why would I keep a shell at home as a specimen?"

Fu Yuanzhou frowned and said earnestly, "Han Sheng."

"President Pei, President Fu, hello there."

Behind them came a woman's sweet, coquettish voice, and the two turned around.

"I am Jiang Yutong, a senior sommelier at Leyi Winery. May I add you both on WeChat and have the opportunity to serve you?"

Jiang Yutong smiled obsequiously, leaning slightly forward, her ample bosom exposed.

"roll!"

Pei Hansheng's expression suddenly turned cold and stern, his eyes filled with a sinister and terrifying light. Jiang Yutong was so frightened that her hair stood on end, wondering what she had done to offend him...