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

Pei Hansheng's face suddenly turned cold. He pushed Jiang Chunzhi away, his eyes full of warning.

Jiang Chunzhi was shocked, finding it hard to accept Pei Hansheng's indifference.

She thought that Pei Hansheng would protect her unconditionally, no matter how much she made a fuss, just like before.

But now, his eyes were icy cold. This was the first time he had been angry with her, just because she had told the truth and exposed Qiao Wan's secrets.

Pei Hansheng's gaze fell on Rong Wenying's face.

"What gangster prince? That's just a tall tale, nothing like that."

"How did you get injured?"

"I fell down by myself."

Rong Wenying raised her hand and slapped Qiao Wan, saying, "This wicked woman is definitely involved!"

Pei Hansheng grabbed her wrist, freezing her in mid-air.

Rong Wenying met Pei Hansheng's intimidating gaze.

Her expression became incredulous.

"Pei Hansheng, what do you mean by protecting her? Aren't you two getting a divorce? She's just a plaything, are you trying to rebel?"

Pei Hansheng's eyes were cold and deep: "I've said it before, this matter has nothing to do with her, and we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

These words gave Jiang Chunzhi a glimmer of hope again.

He looked at Qiao Wan with a provocative gaze, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

See? He protects you, but he doesn't want you anymore.

Qiao Wan watched all this with a cold eye, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"Pei Hansheng, see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning."

Pei Hansheng frowned, his grip on Rong Wenying's hand gradually weakened, and it fell limply to his sides.

There was no refusal.

Rong Wenying's expression softened slightly.

"You'd better be willing to get a divorce, and don't try any more tricks to hold onto my son and prevent him from pursuing his own happiness."

Qiao Wan raised her chin and stared at Pei Hansheng, pressing him for an answer: "Give me a straight answer. Are you able to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the procedures tomorrow?"

Pei Hansheng glanced at Qiao Wan sideways, his attitude casual and nonchalant, completely disregarding her.

"go."

"Okay, see you there."

Qiao Wan stepped over a pile of medicine boxes, turned around and left.

She felt relieved.

Pei Hansheng stared intently at Qiao Wan's retreating figure with his deep eyes until she entered the elevator, at which point he followed her.

Jiang Chunzhi chased after him: "Hansheng, where are you going?"

Pei Hansheng suddenly turned around, his face chillingly cold.

How did you know about tonight's events?

Jiang Chunzhi swallowed hard.

"I...I heard it from my friends. They all say that Qiao Wan cheated on you, and that you are..."

She whispered, "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles."

Pei Hansheng's tense cheeks twitched slightly.

This debt should be placed on Qiao Wan's shoulders.

"Chunzhi, I promised your brother Jiang Nanhe that I would always be responsible for you, but my marriage is none of your business."

Jiang Chunzhi hurriedly grabbed Pei Hansheng's sleeve, her eyes brimming with tears: "Is that all?"

But clearly, in the beginning, Pei Hansheng wanted to marry her. He envisioned many dream weddings for her, planned her into his future, and promised to marry her in a grand wedding.

She never imagined that she would marry another man.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Pei Hansheng turned and left, his back as cold and indifferent as a sharp knife, piercing straight into Jiang Chunzhi's heart.

She crouched down, covered her face, and burst into tears.

Those wonderful childhood memories were cherished by only her, and she still remembers them now.

Rong Wenying hugged her and comforted her, "Chunzhi, why are you crying? Hansheng is going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the formalities tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I will ask him to bring the household registration book and go with you to get the marriage certificate."

Jiang Chunzhi looked up, her eyes brimming with tears: "Auntie, will Pei Hansheng listen to me?"

"Isn't there your uncle? The marriage agreement between the two families is not child's play. Can Pei Hansheng fight against the big brother? Just be a pianist and our Pei family's daughter-in-law. As long as we approve of you, you don't care what Pei Hansheng says. He's just temporarily bewitched by Qiao Wan. His heart is still with you."

Jiang Chunzhi wiped away her tears and rekindled her hope.

What is Qiao Wan anyway? She only used her seductive tricks to seduce Pei Hansheng. Once she completely disappeared from the capital, Pei Hansheng would only be interested for a few days. He was lonely and isolated, and the only one who stayed by his side was Jiang Chunzhi.

……

Qiao Wan walked out of the hospital, exhausted.

At 2 a.m., the streets were crowded with pedestrians and tourists returning home after watching the fireworks show.

It's hard to get a ride; the queue for ride-hailing services is over 200 people.

She followed the crowd and walked towards home.

Pei Hansheng sat in the car, following at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Goldman Sachs was driving, glancing at Qiao Wan every now and then, afraid of losing her.

"Mr. Pei, how about I call your wife into the car? It's not safe outside with so many people around, and it's also quite cold."

Pei Hansheng withdrew his gaze, his handsome thin lips parted, and the words he uttered were cold and indifferent.

"Tell her to let the cold wind blow on her and clear her head of this mess."

Goldman Sachs didn't dare to say a word and followed Qiao Wan all the way up the bridge. There were so many tourists visiting Beijing for the New Year that the cars couldn't move.

Pei Hansheng was somewhat irritated and pushed open the door to get out of the car.

He was very tall, dressed in a suit, with a cool and noble demeanor. His hands were fixed with splints, but he did not look down on himself at all. He was always the focus of attention in the crowd.

He could spot Qiao Wan in the crowd at a glance.

He recalled the first time he saw Qiao Wan; he was lying in a coffin, and she, in a striking red wedding dress, pierced his vision.

A group of people performing rituals surrounded her, chanting incantations, her frail body trembling.

Pei Hansheng rested his head on his hands, squinting at his wedding scene, not even having time to feel angry.

The people in the mourning hall were terrified when they saw a corpse come back to life, and they scattered in all directions. Only Qiao Wan, who was a beat slower, turned around and lifted the red veil herself.

She was probably scared too, standing still and staring at him for a long time until she was sure he was really alive. Tears of joy welled up in her eyes, and she rushed towards him, hugging him tightly as if she were grasping at a lifeline.

"You're awake, that's great."

Those who didn't know better would think they were deeply in love, and that if one of them died, the other would follow him in death.

Qiao Wan had probably already planned out her future with Ye Jizhou back then.

She wanted to redeem her body from him in exchange for her first love's freedom for half a lifetime.

Pei Hansheng stood there, watching the people in his sight walk further and further away. In the surging crowd, he stood there in a daze, his handsome face so lonely.

Goldman Sachs pushed his way through the crowd: "Mr. Pei, I saw your wife hailing a taxi on the roadside, heading back to Jinxiu Jiayuan."

"Who told you to go see her?" Pei Hansheng glanced at Gao Sheng, clearly displeased. "I'm not interested in where she went."

"I'm sorry, I made the decision on my own."

Goldman Sachs opened the car door and helped Pei Hansheng into the car.

"Mr. Pei, where are we going now?"

"casual."

"Your hand is injured, go back to Tanshu to rest."

"I won't reply."

He was fed up with the feeling of waiting, the emptiness, and most importantly, Qiao Wan's shadow was always haunting him, clinging to him like a ghost, occupying his heart, and disgusting him.

Pei Hansheng instructed Goldman Sachs: "I'm taking Zhaozhao and the child to the United States. Buy tickets for the next available flight."

Goldman Sachs took out his phone and booked a flight.

"Mr. Pei, but Madam instructed me to take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning."

Pei Hansheng rubbed his temples lightly.

"I have more important things to take care of. You go and get the paperwork done so that Qiao Wan won't be resentful and keep thinking that she can find someone more suitable than me after the divorce."

"Should I take care of it?"

It's probably because he never wanted to divorce.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Pei Hansheng sank into his seat, looking exhausted.

A friend called to invite him for drinks, but he replied in a hoarse voice, "I'm not in the mood."

My friend doesn't even need to ask to know that his love life is unstable again. My second brother has such a perfect life, but his marriage is the only flaw.

"Second brother, I'm not trying to be mean, but you've seen all the happy marriages around us. You really got ripped off in this marriage. In the past four years, I've never seen that woman make you feel good. You used to be such a charming and carefree person, and now you've been completely drained. You should let go as soon as possible and cut your losses..."

Pei Hansheng took his phone out the window, letting the cold wind blow into his friend's ears.

He turned his neck, his cold and fierce eyes mixed with a listless expression.

He has invested a lot in these four years; he has even grown attached to a cat or dog. He can't let go of Qiao Wan.