Everything you gave Song Qingran was beyond my wildest dreams.
Even what I possessed were merely castoffs from her – things she didn’t want that were pitifully bestowed upon me.
As your wife, I never enjoyed such treatment.
After Jiang Hua finished packing, she made no further contact with Pei Zhan in the following days. Not only had she blocked all of Pei Zhan’s contact information, but she had also blacklisted his assistant Zuo Xiangnan.
At Jiang’s Group Jewelry.
When Zuo Xiangnan tried calling Jiang Hua again, he found himself still blocked. Following behind Pei Zhan into the CEO’s office, he reported, “Sir, the young mistress… has blocked me.”
Pei Zhan set down his documents and took his seat, putting on his gold-rimmed glasses without looking up as he processed the files in his hands. “Don’t mind her. She’ll come to her senses after some time.”
There were some things Zuo Xiangnan didn’t really want to mention, but… just yesterday while helping Pei Zhan search for documents, he accidentally discovered a divorce agreement in the left-hand drawer that Pei Zhan habitually used.
Zuo Xiangnan never would have imagined that these two would eventually reach the point of divorce.
But upon further reflection, it made sense – this marriage… was something Jiang Hua had forced.
“There’s something I’m not sure if I should say.”
Pei Zhan: “Speak.”
Zuo Xiangnan said, “That day when you were dining on the second floor of the hotel, the young mistress overheard your conversation with Miss Song in the corridor. She was the one in the restroom… but she came out in a wheelchair, and she… asked me not to tell you about it. I thought… upon discovering Miss Song’s existence, the young mistress would make a scene and cause you trouble, or bother Miss Song.”
“But the young mistress was very calm, so calm it was as if she were dealing with a stranger’s affairs. This was completely different from the young mistress I know!”
“You asked me to monitor Jiang Hua’s every move, but aside from hiring a detective agency to follow and photograph Miss Song, she hasn’t done anything else excessive.”
“Including, one week ago, when the young mistress appeared at the café – that was coincidental. That day she went out to personally visit the law firm to collect the divorce agreement.”
Sitting at his desk, Pei Zhan’s rough fingertips paused briefly while turning the pages of the document. “I understand.”
Seeing that he showed no reaction, Zuo Xiangnan said nothing more and turned to leave the office.
Indeed, no matter what, Jiang Hua was just a clown.
It was only a matter of time before President Pei separated from the Jiang Family.
Others might not know, but Zuo Xiangnan was well aware that the Jiang Family merely treated President Pei as a money-making tool to stabilize their position in Di Du.
Chairman Jiang had only arranged for President Pei to marry Jiang Hua because of his exceptional capabilities, thereby binding President Pei’s interests with the Jiang Family’s to ensure they would never collapse in the capital.
The Jiang Family only had Jiang Hua as their sole heiress, and her abilities… aside from spending money and having a terrible temper, and besides her strikingly beautiful face, truthfully, there wasn’t a single likable quality about her.
If Jiang Hua were to take over the company, she would be ousted by those scheming shareholders in no time, without even knowing how she ended up defeated.
If it weren’t for President Pei managing such a large corporation all these years, Jiang Hua… wouldn’t have the money to live so carefreely. It’s bad enough that she doesn’t stay home properly like a caged canary, but now she’s even making a fuss about divorce. If it really comes to that point…
The downfall of the Jiang Family wouldn’t be far behind.
President Pei simply disdains everything the Jiang Family currently possesses.
Even if the Jiang Family falls into ruin, it would be entirely their own doing.
Pei Zhan removed his gold-rimmed glasses and stood up, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window at the highest point, gazing at the scenery in the distance.
This position—there’s no one in the entire Di Du who doesn’t covet it.
He could build towering structures, and he could also make them collapse!
Pei Zhan was well aware of how long it had been since Jiang Hua contacted him.
Yet his patience was gradually wearing thin.
Given the current situation, there was no need for him to rush matters.
Jiang Hua was also busy with her own studies. Having been married to Pei Zhan for so many years, her university education had been put on hold. If she didn’t complete the required credits, she likely wouldn’t be able to graduate.
Coincidentally or not, Jiang Hua and Song Qingran were at the same university.
However, Jiang Hua was in the Jewelry Design Department…
These days, she had been fully occupied with her design drafts.
Although her family ran a jewelry company, Jiang Hua had no talent for jewelry design.
Every time she submitted her sketches, they would be rejected by her instructor.
Jiang Hua was on the phone with her instructor, who criticized her sternly, “Jiang Hua, do you even know what you want to design? I want a piece with warmth, not a cold, lifeless sketch. Anyone can doodle. If… you can’t even articulate your most basic design concept, I think… you should consider changing departments. Perhaps… this department really isn’t suitable for you.”
It had been a long time since Jiang Hua last picked up a paintbrush.
In her previous life, after marrying Pei Zhan, she never returned to school.
Instead, she stayed by Pei Zhan’s side, living within her comfort zone.
From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Hua… seemed to have never faced any setbacks.
Until Song Qingran appeared and changed everything about her.
She came from a prominent family and was the center of attention wherever she went. There were plenty of men willing to give everything just to make her smile, yet Jiang Hua didn’t like any of them. She was as proud as a thorny rose, blooming freely.
But even someone as proud as Jiang Hua would falter in front of someone as ordinary as Song Qingran, and even… feel inferior.
Especially… when she saw Pei Zhan smile because of her.
Jiang Hua felt utterly… useless!
Locking herself in her hotel room to complete her design drafts, she realized she had forgotten many things. Starting from scratch was indeed challenging for her.
Even though her family ran such a large jewelry company, she had no interest in design and no talent for it…
Jiang Hua was so absorbed in her own busyness that she had no time to worry about other matters…
She had even pushed everything else to the back of her mind.
In the evening, Pei Zhan returned to Hua Yuan as usual at 9:30.
The clear sound of the lock turning.
Pei Zhan caught the aroma of food, but when he opened the door, he didn’t see the familiar figure. Instead, the busy nanny was in the kitchen.
Nanny: “Sir, you’re back? The late-night snack is ready.”
“Has she been back?”
The housekeeper asked, “Are you referring to the madam, sir? The madam hasn’t been back for a long time. But I do recall that once, three days ago, the madam called a few people over and had all these things moved away.”