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

Pei Hansheng frowned.

What are you doing?

"If you don't want a divorce, show some sincerity. You keep saying sorry, but in reality, every single thing you do is hurtful."

Qiao Wan gave a mocking laugh.

She knew this would be the result; she hadn't had any expectations to begin with.

She turned and walked out, stopping beside Zhao Zhao: "Such a thing as standing by and watching someone die will happen to you and your child sooner or later."

Zhao Zhao paused, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

Tears can come suddenly.

"Sister Qiao Wan, are you threatening me? It's one thing to hate me, but you're even targeting the children!"

Qiao Wan scoffed and strode away from the restaurant.

Pei Hansheng narrowed his eyes and coldly questioned Zhao Zhao, "I'm asking you, what did you do to Qiao Wan!"

Zhao Zhao retorted, "She's the one who's vicious! She even curses children. With such a bad temper, what could I possibly do to her?"

"Impossible. Qiao Wan loves children the most. She wouldn't say that unless it was something really outrageous."

Zhao Zhao opened her mouth, but was speechless.

"Then tell me, what terrible thing did I do? Did I kill someone or commit arson? I'm just standing in your shoes, thinking about you. I feel sorry for you because you're so good to her but don't get anything in return."

Pei Hansheng said in a deep voice, ignored Zhaozhao, and strode out to chase after her.

As soon as Qiao Wan got into the car, the passenger door opened, a long leg stepped in, and Pei Hansheng got in.

She was expressionless and her attitude was as cold as ice.

"get off."

"Just because I didn't spill the soup? Qiao Wan, you're being ridiculous."

He was the superior, and Zhaozhao was the employee. He had no reason to do that, both morally and logically.

Qiao Wan snapped at him, "Who's being unreasonable here? We're discussing work, why did you bring me soup?!"

"I don't want to talk about you. You were laughing your head off at that kid, but in front of me you look like you're carrying a deep grudge. You've been sulking with me since yesterday. What's wrong with you?"

"Go ask your Zhaozhao, I don't want to waste my breath on you." Qiao Wan got out of the car, walked around to the passenger seat, and tugged at Pei Hansheng's arm: "Get out, get out!"

Seeing that she was really resistant, Pei Hansheng was worried that she would get hurt, so he got off the car.

"Qiao Wan! Can't you be reasonable for once? Stop being so dramatic!"

Qiao Wan felt a lump in her throat and looked up at Pei Hansheng: "What did I do wrong? You know I almost died yesterday. I called you, and where were you? What gives you the right to criticize me now, and what gives you the right to expect me to be nice to you? Someone like you only deserves to be treated like this."

Pei Hansheng hesitated for a moment: "You called me yesterday, when?"

Qiao Wan's eyes welled up with tears, blurring her vision. If she continued talking, she would burst into tears again, much to her dismay.

"When I was on the verge of suffocating, the first person I thought of was you, but what were you doing, Pei Hansheng? You were with another woman..."

She lowered her head, sniffed, and forcefully suppressed her tears. How pathetic! What was she doing, begging this man for pity?

Qiao Wan quickly walked back to the driver's seat and got into the car.

As the car sped away, Pei Hansheng couldn't shake the image of Qiao Wan's aggrieved expression. He was restless, wanting to find out what had happened as soon as possible.

He took out his phone, called Qiao Wan, and then hung up.

Send message: [Drink the soup while it's hot. I'll ask you about what you said. Honey, wait for me at home tonight.]

He put away his phone and went back to the Western restaurant.

Zhao Zhao entered the private room.

"You should be looking for that girl who looks a lot like Miss Qiao."

Wan Haoran had been watching the show for a long time, then pointed to the private room with the elephant painted on it: "Look, she's over there."

Pei Hansheng's expression was cold and stern. Facing Wan Haoran, he felt a strange sense of crisis: "I'm warning you, don't even think about making a move on my wife."

Wan Haoran exclaimed in surprise, "I thought you were Miss Qiao's suitor. I didn't realize she loved you so much. Why would she marry you?"

Pei Hansheng was furious. He grabbed the other person's collar and gritted his teeth: "You'll know why when I put you under our bed."

Wan Haoran was no match for Pei Hansheng in terms of strength, so he stopped trying to provoke her. He pushed Pei Hansheng's hand away and smiled, "Uncle, women don't fall for force anymore. They want respect now, understand?"

Pei Hansheng straightened his shirt buttons, snorted coldly, and went to find Zhao Zhao in the Elephant Box.

Upon seeing Pei Hansheng arrive, the client immediately stood up, strode over, and shook hands with him: "President Pei, President Pei, it's an honor to meet you in person."

Pei Hansheng's gaze passed over the client and landed on Zhaozhao: "Come out."

Zhao Zhao felt a chill, as if a great disaster was about to befall her.

"Mr. Pei, I'm meeting with a client..."

"I told you to get out here!"

Pei Hansheng slammed the door and left, and Zhao Zhao shrank back in fright.

The customer was also quite frightened: "Aren't you a client of President Pei? How did you offend him?"

Zhao Zhao's eyes reddened. After calming the client down, she opened the door and left the private room.

The man was smoking in the corridor. His tall and upright figure was very attractive. He had a strong masculine charm, the kind that makes you unable to resist falling in love at first glance.

Zhao Zhao wiped away her tears, walked over, and lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Mr. Pei, have I offended you?"

Why is Qiao Wan's phone number not in my call log?

Zhao Zhao blinked, her expression full of confusion: "President Pei, how would I know about what's going on between you and your husband?"

Pei Hansheng lowered his eyes, staring at her, his hand clenched into a fist: "Zhaozhao, don't force me to slap you. Yesterday, Qiao Wan was kidnapped, and I went to the company. You were in my office, so you were the only one most likely to touch my phone."

Zhao Zhao protested her innocence: "President Pei, I didn't even know that Mrs. Pei had been kidnapped, but I did receive a call from her. The signal was bad, and I couldn't hear what she was saying at all."

Why did you delete my call history?

"I accidentally pressed the delete button," Zhao Zhao said, tears streaming down her face. "President Pei, don't you think it's going too far to question an employee who's working so hard for the company? This is a family matter; you and your husband have a bad relationship, why blame me?"

Pei Hansheng flared up with anger, roaring, "Then why did you answer my call! If I had answered, Qiao Wan would have suffered less! Things wouldn't have come to this!"

Zhao Zhao trembled all over from the scolding, then suddenly squatted down and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. How could I be so stupid and do something so foolish..."

She couldn't stop crying, and several times she suffered from respiratory alkali poisoning, fainting and being hospitalized.

Pei Hansheng rubbed his temples: "If there's a next time, I will hand the two children over to their biological father's family."

Zhao Zhao's crying stopped abruptly, her expression changed, and she sat on the ground in a daze.

After Pei Hansheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

He tried calling Qiao Wan, but couldn't get through, and eventually she blocked him.

The man was extremely stressed and overwhelmed.

He had a lot of things to do at the company, but thankfully he figured out why Qiao Wan was angry. He would explain it to her that evening and then drove to the company.

……

Qiao Wan received a call from an unknown number. The woman's voice was unfamiliar but very gentle.

Her heart tightened inexplicably as she heard someone on the other end say, "You must be Qiao Wan. I'm Xia Dingxiang, Fu Miaona's mother."

Qiao Wan's eyes stung and swelled, and her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton: "What's the matter with the call?"