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

Yan Weiwei's eyes reddened as Fu Yuanzhou yelled at her.

When he was in bed, he was always indifferent, as if she were just a plaything to satisfy his physical needs.

But in front of Qiao Wan, that gentleness was something she could never reach.

If she had never seen this side of him, she wouldn't have been so jealous as to lose control.

"I'm telling you to apologize to Qiao Wan." Fu Yuanzhou's voice grew colder with each passing moment: "If you don't want to work here anymore, you can refuse."

Yan Weiwei's body stiffened.

They were bed partners, after all. Even if there was no love, there should still be some affection between them. How could he be so heartless as to kick her out?

She turned around, looked at Qiao Wan, and said reluctantly, "I'm sorry."

Fu Yuanzhou asked, displeased, "Why should I apologize?"

"I accidentally made her bump her forehead, but it's also her own fault. She's eating so much but her body is still weak."

"Did she eat yours?"

Pei Hansheng, who had remained silent all along, suddenly spoke, his tone light and airy, yet carrying an undeniable sense of oppression that one could not help but fear.

Yan Weiwei suddenly felt extremely wronged. There were two grown men here, both targeting her, all because of a cheap woman.

"Director Fu hasn't eaten anything all day. It's the New Year, and all the food his family sent over was eaten by Qiao Wan. I feel so sorry for him."

"I feel sorry for her going to the internal medicine department for a checkup." Pei Hansheng said without any mercy: "Fu Yuanzhou won't starve if he skips a meal, but Qiao Wan is weak and sick. She has low blood sugar and can't afford to go hungry."

Yan Weiwei was so ashamed by what she was said that tears streamed down her face.

She couldn't understand why men liked to care about shallow women like Qiao Wan who only had a pretty face.

Jiang Chunzhi tugged at Pei Hansheng's sleeve: "Hansheng, you've gone too far. Weiwei is already in such a terrible state, and you're still attacking her."

Pei Hansheng remained silent; he always listened to Jiang Chunzhi.

Jiang Chunzhi then accused Qiao Wan: "Qiao Wan, Weiwei has already apologized to you, so don't be so petty. You're really pretending. You seem to have no desires, but you actually want to have it all."

Qiao Wan found it amusing: "I've already let go, and the position of Mrs. Pei has been made available for you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Chunzhi's eyes as she looked at Pei Hansheng: "When did this happen? Really?"

Pei Hansheng glanced at Qiao Wan, his gaze filled with the indifference of a stranger.

He looked at Jiang Chunzhi and said, "Yes, we're divorced."

Jiang Chunzhi burst into tears of joy: "Hansheng, you're free now, that's wonderful."

Pei Hansheng curled his lips, but the smile never reached his eyes: "It's good. I slept so well yesterday. I slept for a whole day and night. I haven't had such a peaceful night in a long time."

Jiang Chunzhi was overjoyed, suppressing her inner elation. She glanced at Qiao Wan and saw that she had her eyes downcast and didn't react much, not as embarrassed as she had expected.

"Hansheng, you should think about our relationship. Both sets of parents are pressuring us. You know what I mean."

Qiao Wan bit her lip, feeling as if all her strength had been drained from her body.

She didn't want to stay in this space any longer; every second she stayed was torture.

"Big brother, I'm going home now. Thank you for taking care of me."

"Xiao Wan, I'll take you there."

Fu Yuanzhou took off his white coat, quickly took out a jacket from the closet and put it on, then grabbed a scarf and tied it around Qiao Wan's neck.

"Thank you, brother."

Pei Hansheng glanced sideways, watching the two walk away, a hint of red appearing at the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Chunzhi still hadn't received an answer, so she said again, "Hansheng, I was talking about our two families' cooperation at the beginning of the year. Don't misunderstand."

Pei Hansheng withdrew his gaze, somewhat bewildered: "What did I misunderstand?"

Jiang Chunzhi's eyes were filled with desolation: "If I told you that you are now free and have the right to pursue happiness, would you choose me again?"

The man's lips moved, his eyes so cold: "If you can't be a free agent, give me a month-long cooling-off period. Qiao Wan won't be able to stand it and will come to me begging to get back together."

After saying that, he strode away, following behind Fu Yuanzhou and Qiao Wan.

Jiang Chunzhi was left aside, her face deathly pale.

Yan Weiwei comforted her, "Chunzhi, they will definitely get a divorce this time. Qiao Wan cheated on him, and Pei Hansheng will never forgive her."

Jiang Chunzhi gained a little strength and took Yan Weiwei's arm: "Well, we've waited for so many years, what's one more time? Let's go, go and change into some clean clothes."

The two of them went to Yan Weiwei's office together.

Yan Weiwei changed out of her white coat and into clean clothes: "Chunzhi, did you give the medicine I gave you to Qiao Wan?"

Jiang Chunzhi leaned against the window and watched Qiao Wan get into Fu Yuanzhou's car, followed closely by Pei Hansheng's car, and they left the hospital one after the other.

A storm brewed in her eyes, and she crumpled the curtains in her grip.

"Chunzhi, have you taken your medicine?"

Jiang Chunzhi snapped out of her daze: "What medicine? I'm not sick."

Jiang Chunzhi's depression was diagnosed by Yan Weiwei, who prepared a fake medical record to gain countless sympathies.

"It's medicine for Qiao Wan. Logically speaking, she should be addicted to it by now, after taking it for so many years. How come she seems to be perfectly fine?"

Jiang Chunzhi sneered: "The dosage wasn't enough."

Yan Weiwei met her gaze and smiled meaningfully: "Then let's increase the dosage. One injection is more effective than a month's worth of medication. She should be coming for another IV drip tomorrow, so I'll take care of it."

Jiang Chunzhi smiled half-heartedly: "Weiwei, you are my best sister, forever and ever."

"It's because the men we like have a good relationship. When you and Pei Hansheng get married, Yuanzhou and I will be together too. Then we'll be two happy couples."

Yan Weiwei was lost in her own fantasies, indulging in the dream she had woven for herself.

Jiang Chunzhi curled her lips into a mocking smile.

Fu Yuanzhou is an emotionless machine. Apart from Qiao Wan, he has never been seen to fawn over any other woman. Winning him over is even harder than winning Pei Hansheng's heart.

……

Fu Yuanzhou was driving, chatting casually with Qiao Wan in the passenger seat.

A car followed behind them, moving quickly, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Qiao Wan glanced at the rearview mirror; it was Pei Hansheng's car.

She was a little distracted, so she pinched herself to stop herself from being delusional.

"Brother, you haven't eaten anything today. How about I make you dumplings or noodles when we go home later?"

"Okay, I'll eat whatever you make."

"Um."

The car drove into Jinxiu Jiayuan, but Pei Hansheng's car was stopped outside by the gate. He got out of the car and watched Fu Yuanzhou's car disappear from sight, never to come out again.

He stepped on the gas and crashed through the access control.

As soon as Qiao Wan got out of the car, Pei Hansheng got out of the car and grabbed her hand.

"Do you bring a man home every night?"

Qiao Wan was terrified by him; Pei Hansheng was acting like a madman.

"That's my freedom, it's none of your business."

"You weren't free even before the divorce? Did I stop you from seeing other men before the divorce? Or did I stop you from having random children? Qiao Wan, have I treated you that badly that you would do something so shameful?"

Fu Yuanzhou got out of the car, rushed over, and pulled the two people apart.

"Pei Hansheng, don't force me to hit you."

"Get out of my way!"

A fist came flying, and Pei Hansheng's back slammed against the car, causing a dull ache in his bones.

Fu Yuanzhou said earnestly, "You're both divorced, so stop bothering her. You're adults, be rational."

After saying that, he shielded Qiao Wan and wiped away the tears rolling down her cheeks: "Don't be afraid, he's crazy, let him sober up here."

The two walked into the apartment building together.

Pei Hansheng stood alone in the night, looking up as the streetlights on Qiao Wan's floor flickered on and off.

The room was cozy and clean, and there were delicious meals. He had just gotten used to it when it all became irrelevant to him.