Yan Yaoyao's face turned pale. Yan Qiao's incisive words punctured her self-deception.

She thought that she had realized her mistake and was able to correct it, and that Yan Qiao would definitely choose to forgive her.

And she can then let go of the past with a clear conscience and start anew.

Yan Qiao scoffed contemptuously, "Your life, riddled with holes, is all of your own making. Even if you spend the rest of your life mending it, you'll never have a chance to start over. You don't deserve it!"

Yan Yaoyao was pale and swayed precariously.

"You won't forgive me."

Yan Qiao tugged at the corner of her lips, feeling utterly bored: "It's not a matter of forgiveness or not, because I didn't even consider you a priority."

Yan Yaoyao seems to be walking down a repetitive path: making mistakes, apologizing, getting forgiveness, and then making the same mistakes again.

Yan Yaoyao was distraught, muttering to herself, "If you don't forgive me, Mom and Dad will definitely forgive me. Just like when I was little, as long as I admit my mistakes, they will still love me just the same. You've only known them for a short time, how can you replace the twenty years of feelings I've had for them! Yes, they will definitely forgive me."

Yan Qiao rolled her eyes and turned to leave, not wanting to argue with her.

She never intended to live next to Yan Shu in place of Yan Yaoyao.

She is Yan Qiao, and she is unique in herself.

If Yan Yaoyao realizes her mistakes and repents, can Yan Shu and Song Yinsheng truly forgive and forget...?

Yan Qiao lowered her eyes and sighed softly in her heart. She was actually affected and felt a little uncomfortable.

The man beside her suddenly grabbed Yan Qiao's hand, separated her fingers, and intertwined theirs.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Yan Qiao looked up at him, wrinkled her nose, and said, "I'm not afraid."

If something can be taken away, it means it didn't belong to her, so there's no need to care too much about it.

As they walked out, Yan Qiao realized that the two were still holding hands. She immediately and ruthlessly shook them off, accusing him with her eyes.

"I haven't forgiven you yet, you can't take advantage of me!"

Pei Jingzhan: "..." What a heartless ingrate.

What could we do but appease them?

"Okay, I won't take advantage of you. How about I take you out to eat?"

The couple didn't eat much at the wedding banquet.

A whole table of dishes, yet they weren't as delicious as the series of melons that kept popping up.

Yan Qiao glanced at him, her face full of arrogance: "We're in a cold war. Do you even know what a cold war is?"

Pei Jingzhan patiently analyzed the situation with her: "If you haven't forgiven me, shouldn't I try to win your forgiveness? Since I'm trying, you should naturally give me a chance to show my sincerity."

Yan Qiao was taken aback; it seemed to make a lot of sense.

It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal.

"Alright then." He reluctantly agreed.

The wedding banquet was a complete mess, but the two happily went on a date.

As soon as I got on the bus, I saw Chen Wu chasing after me.

He stopped in front of Pei Jingzhan's car, his face cold and hard, and knocked on the car window.

Pei Jingzhan remained calm and composed, showing no sign of guilt, and rolled down the car window.

"What is it?"

Chen Wu chuckled, "Where are you all going?"

Pei Jingzhan chuckled, "A date."

Chen Wu's face was ashen: "After causing such a scene at the wedding banquet, you two went on a date right after? Pei Laosan, I think my misfortune today wasn't the car accident, but the two of you!"

He was so angered by these two that he almost died young.

Pei Jingzhan and Yan Qiao exchanged a glance, both looking completely innocent.

"Brother Chenwu, how can you blame us? We're not the ones who cheated on your father, you're just taking it out on us!"

Hearing the words "green hat" made Chen Wu's hair stand on end.

This is an utter disgrace.

Yan Qiao shrank her neck; Chen Wu was quite terrifying when he got angry.

Pei Jingzhan frowned and clicked his tongue, "That's enough, don't scare the child."

Shen Wu said coldly, "I'm asking you, who hired that woman today?"

Yan Qiao pointed at Pei Jingzhan, who kept looking at her.

I almost laughed in anger when I saw her secretly sticking out her finger.

Fine, he's just a scapegoat.

“I…I found them,” Pei Jingzhan readily agreed.

Chen Wu suppressed his anger and closed his eyes. Even at a time like this, he still had to endure a lot of PDA.

That's enough already!

"You two! Where's that man? Who sent him?"

Pei Jingzhan raised his eyebrows but remained silent.

Shen Wu, who knew everything, grinned maliciously: "Third Brother Pei, you're really something!"

Pei Jingzhan patted his shoulder, "Think positively, at least you will be the sole heir of the Shen family in the future."

Chen Wu gritted his teeth, "I fucking care about this!"

Pei Jingzhan ignored him, pushed his hand away, and put on his sunglasses.

"Take care of yourself."

Nothing is more important than his date.

Yan Qiao looked at Chen Wu in the rearview mirror and was almost ready to beat her chest in frustration.

"Brother Chenwu was quite angry."

Pei Jingzhan scoffed, "What's there to be angry about if we take this opportunity to clear away all the obstacles in one fell swoop?"

He took Yan Qiao to a private restaurant, which served Cantonese cuisine, which was relatively light in flavor.

It may be bland, but that doesn't stop it from being delicious.

Cantonese cuisine doesn't emphasize strong seasonings, but rather focuses on the freshness and quality of ingredients.

"Let's not sit in a private room. It's nice to just enjoy the garden view from here."

This private restaurant is built in the style of traditional Chinese architecture. You have to pass through the rockery garden to find the restaurant with a great atmosphere.

Each seat is separated by a screen, so even if you don't go into a private room, you still have a good sense of privacy.

Pei Jingzhan naturally went along with her and called someone over to order the food.

Just after ordering, Yan Qiao heard a young boy's voice: "Uncle!"

She turned around and saw an unfamiliar face.

She was certain she had never seen this man before.

Calling Pei Jingzhan "uncle"... could it be Pei Yuzhi?

Pei Jingzhan, however, seemed somewhat indifferent.

"This must be Yan Qiao? Hello, I'm Pei Yunzhi."

Yan Qiao suddenly realized, "A person from the second branch of the Pei family."

No wonder they're not well-liked.

"Hello."

After saying hello, Pei Yunzhi had no intention of leaving just like that.

He looked at Yan Qiao and smiled, "You just finished the college entrance exam, have you thought about which school you want to apply to?"

Yan Qiao had certainly thought about it, but she didn't want to discuss it with Pei Yunzhi.

"Not yet," she replied casually.

But Pei Yunzhi got really into it.

"I can give you some advice, since we're about the same age and there's no generation gap."

Pei Jingzhan: "..."

Suddenly, I felt like I'd been shot in the knee.

He gave a cold laugh, "If you don't have a generation gap, who does?"

Pei Yunzhi panicked and lowered his head timidly, as if he was very afraid of Pei Jingzhan.

"I'm sorry, Uncle, I didn't mean you were old... No, no, you're not old at all!"

Yan Qiao was amazed. What kind of green tea was this?

Pei Jingzhan gave a cold laugh and ignored him.

Pei Yunzhi, however, set up a stage for himself.

Yan Qiao asked, "Is your uncle very fierce? Why do you seem so afraid of him?"

Pei Yunzhi, both surprised and frightened, explained, "No, no! Don't misunderstand him. My uncle is very good to us. I just respect him, not that I'm afraid."

Yan Qiao: "..."

I did not misunderstand him.

But Pei Yunzhi seemed to have gotten hooked on the performance, and continued to explain to Yan Qiao how wonderful Pei Jingzhan was.

Yet his expression betrayed a deep-seated fear that contradicted his words, making it seem as if he was trying to cover something up.

It's as if it's written all over my face: I'm terrified of my uncle, but I won't say it.