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

After Qiao Wan finished speaking, Pei Hansheng's eyes flashed with a stormy light. He then raised the documents in his hand, scattering them across the floor.

"Whose child it is doesn't matter. Have you and Yi Yanzhi slept together?"

Qiao Wan stared into his eyes, a hint of mockery in her expression.

Pei Hansheng's head buzzed instantly, and he tightened his grip, feeling like he wanted to strangle Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan stared at him indifferently, something slowly slipping away from her heart.

That was the only love she ever had in her life. She gave everything and cherished it deeply. Now, it has finally been completely worn away, leaving her with no lingering feelings.

It's so nice not to love Pei Hansheng; it feels so carefree and free.

Therefore, she could hurt him without restraint; she wanted him to watch helplessly as he suffered.

Unable to get an answer, Pei Hansheng punched Qiao Wan in the ear. Even though they were on the sofa, the wind he created made her close her eyes in fear.

The chilling glint in his eyes was devastating: "You slept with Yi Yanzhi, how many men the hell have you been with?!"

Qiao Wan's shoulders trembled as he yelled at her. Pei Hansheng's eyes flashed with surprise as he stood up and looked down at her.

"You know, Qiao Wan, being with you is really exhausting. You always say you'd be happier marrying any other man than me, and I feel the same way."

Qiao Wan glanced at the expression on his face and felt a sharp pain in her heart for a second.

They quickly regained their composure.

They should have separated long ago. It's a miracle that such a tragic relationship could last for four years.

She looked at him and asked, "I know you're a clean freak, you hate anything dirty, messy, or disorderly, and I have all of those traits. I'm unclean, I'm emotionally unstable, and my life is a mess. The son I gave birth to isn't even yours. So, are you going to continue this marriage?"

Pei Hansheng clenched his fists, trying his best to restrain himself, the veins on his forehead bulging.

He suddenly laughed, a chilling laugh that betrayed a deep, suffocating sorrow that consumed his heart and the last vestiges of hope he had for the relationship.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance of Tanshu. Everyone was carrying small piles of gift boxes, which were stacked up to block their view.

"Mr. Pei, are you going to bring in the gifts you bought for your wife in Switzerland? I'm afraid there's not enough room in the living room."

During this trip to Switzerland, he accompanied a client to visit his perfume factory abroad. This business deal was made possible thanks in no small part to Jiang Chunzhi's matchmaking efforts, so he brought her along.

Ironically, throughout the journey, Jiang Chunzhi smiled in front of him, but his mind was filled with the image of Qiao Wan. Every time he spoke a word to Jiang Chunzhi, his guilt increased.

He turned his guilt into gifts, even chartering a separate plane just to send them back to China.

Qiao Wan, before he even got home, had already given him a huge surprise.

"Who said these were for her?" Pei Hansheng said expressionlessly. "They were all sent to the Chiang family mansion."

"Yes."

Pei Hansheng looked at Qiao Wan, those eyes that had captivated her, now only filled with endless ice.

"It all originally belonged to you. The consequence of not cherishing it is that you'll just hand it over to someone else. There are plenty of people who want good things, so don't think of yourself as too special, Qiao Wan."

Qiao Wan lowered her head, her eyes welling up with tears. She tried hard not to let them fall, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, I don't deserve everything you have, so let's get a divorce, Pei Hansheng, and let's let each other go."

boom!

Pei Hansheng smashed the decorative vase in the entryway, changed his shoes, walked out of Tanshu, and drove off, not knowing where he was going.

Qiao Wan's eyes were somewhat vacant. After a moment of blankness, she also left Tanshu.

Lai Tanshu's men came and went, reloading the gifts into the car and taking them to Chiang Kai-shek's mansion.

The Chiang family mansion, where three generations had been involved in politics, was guarded by soldiers at the entrance. One of them stopped a car, asking, "Who are you?"

"Mr. Pei sent us to deliver a gift."

The guards went around to the back of the truck, jumped on, and checked each one.

Among them were many rare treasures and expensive jewelry. I picked up a velvet box and opened it.

A huge diamond ring gleamed in the night.

Jiang Chunzhi's parents had just returned from a social engagement and saw a fully loaded truck parked at the door as soon as they entered the house.

After getting out of the car, Jiang's mother looked smug as she inquired about the situation.

"With so many gifts, is Han Sheng proposing marriage in this way?"

"No, it's just that the husband and wife had a fight, and since they couldn't send the gift out, they sent it to the Chiang residence instead."

Madam Jiang's face instantly turned ugly: "These are all things that others don't want. Our Jiang Mansion isn't a recycling center. Throw them all away."

"There are many rare and precious items that people are willing to spend a lot of money to buy as gifts, so it's a real shame to just throw them away..."

Jiang's mother glanced at the speaker; the ring on his hand was very eye-catching.

These are generally used for proposals or weddings.

This indicates that Pei Hansheng had considered marrying Chunzhi.

Jiang's mother immediately stopped them: "Don't throw it away! Take more pictures and post them online, saying that Pei Hansheng proposed to Chunzhi late at night. Especially this diamond ring, we should make good use of it."

Narrowing her eyes, Jiang's mother's gaze gleamed. She summoned several of her media friends and had the ring packaged as a signal that Chunzhi and Hansheng's children were getting married soon and were quietly preparing for their wedding. Soon after, this news spread like wildfire across various screens.

[A historic reunion: The heir to the Pei Group and Jiang Chun-zhi, the daughter of the Jiang family, traveled to Switzerland together, and the enormous diamond ring he wore during the proposal was revealed.]

Soon, the news spread that Pei Hansheng and Jiang Chunzhi were engaged.

The protagonist of this incident was drinking at the club. Pei Hansheng liked to sit in the corner, and when he was in a bad mood, he would keep quiet and drink one glass after another.

Today, Lao Si celebrated his new girlfriend's birthday. The two were so happy and sweet, which really stung him.

The fourth brother came over to talk to him: "Second brother, old flames don't enter the new year. You're keeping this marriage going, waiting for the New Year."

Pei Hansheng held a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes glazed with drunkenness. He squeezed the glass in his hand and sneered, "Divorce, we'll divorce tomorrow."

The fourth brother bent down and observed his expression repeatedly, finding that he wasn't joking at all.

"Second Brother, have you really come to your senses? Or are you just saying it jokingly while drunk?"

Pei Hansheng chuckled, opened the fourth brother's face, and a resolute look appeared in his eyes.

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

The fourth brother suddenly stood up, raised his glass, and said, "Happy New Year! I wish my second brother a happy divorce. May he marry Sister Chunzhi for happiness and freedom."

Pei Hansheng lowered his eyes, took out his phone, but Qiao Wan didn't call.

When they were together, if he left for half an hour, Qiao Wan would rush to find him and bring him back. When he was out with friends, she would call him constantly to urge him to come home, or she would drive to pick him up. This was mainly because he was still in a wheelchair at that time and really couldn't be separated from his care.

Qiao Wan learned to drive for Pei Hansheng; she changed so much for him.

Pei Hansheng picked up his suit jacket and stood up. He was drunk and his steps were a little unsteady.

"Second Brother, are we going back already?"

"Yeah, I'm going home to find my wife."

Pei Hansheng got into the car, rubbed his temples, and told the driver to take him to Jinxiu Jiayuan.

She knocked on the door: "Qiao Wan, I'm back. Open the door for me."

A moment later, the door opened from the inside. Yi Yanzhi was only wrapped in a bath towel, his chest was covered in sweat, and water droplets were still dripping from his hair.

Pei Hansheng punched Yi Yanzhi in the face, making him stagger backward, and then punched him twice more, pinning him down. His fists rained down, hitting vital points accurately and ruthlessly.

"You're out of women, so you want to sleep with my wife? You want to die?"

The two men were wrestling, making a lot of noise.

Qiao Wan ran out of the bathroom, her clothes soaked through. They were too thin and clung to her body.

Pei Hansheng's eyes reddened, and he roared at her, "Put your clothes on and let's get a divorce!"

Despite being unable to defend herself, Qiao Wan remained remarkably calm.