Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

Jiang Jia's eyes were less resistant, but she was still hesitant.

Rong Zheng continued to encourage her, "When your daughter grows up, you can teach her to dance too."

Children are a mother's greatest source of energy and motivation.

Sure enough, Jiang Jia's eyes softened.

Rong Zheng pulled her along and they started dancing. At first, Jiang Jia was too scared to dance, but her inner desire to dance and the enthusiasm of the people around her gradually infected her.

She slowly began to reach out and spin until she finally let go completely. Perhaps it had been too long since she had danced, she became somewhat lost in the moment. Only after she finished dancing, drenched in sweat, did she realize that she was the only one dancing.

Everyone else had retreated to the surrounding area at some point, and now all eyes were on her like spotlights.

A surge of inferiority welled up within her, and helplessness permeated every nerve in her body.

Rong Zheng led the applause, and everyone seemed to suddenly come to their senses. Thunderous applause and waves of praise instantly filled the room.

"So cool!"

"You jumped so well."

"Teach the children."

The inferiority and helplessness in Jiang Jia's eyes were gradually dispelled by everyone's enthusiasm and praise. Looking at everyone, she was overwhelmed with emotion and tears welled up in her eyes. She hadn't felt such vitality for a very long time.

Rong Zheng held her hand, "You look so beautiful when you dance."

Jiang Jia hugged Rong Zheng tightly, burying her head in her neck and sobbing.

Rong Zheng gently patted Jiang Jia's back. She knew that Jiang Jia was venting her emotions. Only by letting her release the emotions that had been building up in her heart would she gradually feel relaxed.

After leaving the dance class, Rong Zheng could sense that Jiang Jia had changed; she was no longer lifeless.

Treatment is not something that can be done overnight. As long as she is willing to move forward, one day she will walk out of the darkness and into the sunlight.

Rong Zheng took Jiang Jia home, but Jiang Jia insisted on having her stay for lunch. Unable to refuse her hospitality, Rong Zheng ate lunch and left Jiang Jia's house. Rong Zheng planned to ask Wei Shuyan to go shopping together in the afternoon.

Wei Shuyan had asked her out several times before, but she was always at work.

When she called, Wei Shuyan said she had half an hour left in get out of class, and the two agreed to meet at a shopping mall an hour later.

Just as she hung up the phone, Fang Zheng called, "Ms. Rong, could you please do me a favor?"

"What is it?"

"Mr. Song seems to be in a bad mood. Could you come and comfort him?"

Rong Zheng was prepared to help no matter what, but after hearing this, she hesitated. Song Shiyan was in a bad mood, so it wouldn't be appropriate for her to comfort him.

She was about to suggest that he call Wei Shuyan when she remembered that Wei Shuyan was still in class.

Are you busy? Then let's skip it.

"I'm not busy." Rong Zheng felt she should still go and check on them. Song Shiyan had taken such good care of her and Tangtang; she couldn't be so heartless. "Where are you?"

I will send you my location.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zheng quickly received the location sent by Fang Zheng. It was a high-end residential area called Yun Jingtai, located in a prime area of ​​Beijing where land was extremely valuable, and only the wealthy and powerful could live there.

Rong Zheng hailed a taxi and arrived at Yun Jingtai, where Fang Zheng was waiting for her at the entrance of the residential complex.

Rong Zheng walked over quickly, "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

As Fang Zheng led Rong Zheng into the residential area, he said, "It's the weekend today. Mr. Song took some time to visit his mother at the nursing home and was scratched by Mrs. Song."

Why would a mother scratch her own child?

Rong Zheng looked on in surprise, "Why did Madam Song scratch Yan Ge?"

"It's a long story. Mr. Song was kidnapped and disappeared when he was 15 years old. Mrs. Song couldn't bear the blow and gradually went insane. Her memory is still stuck 15 years ago."

Fang Zheng sighed as he recalled the past, "After Mr. Song returned to the Song family, he arranged for Mrs. Song to be admitted to the best sanatorium in Beijing. He would visit her every few days, but Mrs. Song could no longer recognize Mr. Song and often mistook him for a conman pretending to be her son."

Rong Zheng couldn't help but ask, "What about Yan Ge's father?"

If someone loses their son, their condition wouldn't be this serious if their husband stayed by their side through thick and thin.

A hint of sadness flashed across Fang Zheng's eyes. "The year Mr. Song disappeared, his father died in a car accident."

Rong Zheng's heart clenched suddenly, a sharp pain shooting through him. He was kidnapped at 15, and when he returned, his mother had gone mad and his father was gone. How heartbroken he must have been.

She suddenly realized that apart from knowing Song Shiyan as a person, she knew nothing about him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that."

Fang Zheng shook his head. "Mr. Song never tells anyone that he has lived his life as an indestructible, steely figure. But people are all made of flesh and blood. Who can truly be indestructible?"

Rong Zheng remained silent, only feeling a sudden dull pain in her chest. She had thought that Song Shiyan, with his immense power, must be living a life of unparalleled glory, but she never expected him to be suffering so much.

Fang Zheng didn't continue. Talking about his boss's past made him sad too. "I took it upon myself to ask you to come. Mr. Song doesn't know. I thought you were a psychologist and would know how to comfort people. I don't know if I've caused you any trouble?"

Rong Zheng shook her head, "It's no trouble."

However, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to meet Wei Shuyan at the mall. She sent Wei Shuyan a message telling her that she had come to Song Shiyan's place and asked her to come directly to Song Shiyan's house to find her.

Wei Shuyan is Song Shiyan's girlfriend. If she could come, Song Shiyan would definitely feel much better.

Wei Shuyan replied quickly, asking for her location.

Rong Zheng was a little confused. Wei Shuyan was Song Shiyan's girlfriend, so how could she not know where he lived?

Could it be that Song Shiyan has too many residences and Wei Shuyan doesn't know which one it is?

That's definitely the case.

She forwarded the location Fang Zheng sent her to Wei Shuyan.

Fang Zheng led Rong Zheng to Song Shiyan's door, opened the door for her, and said, "Go in, I have something to take care of."

Rong Zheng nodded.

Fang Zheng then said, "Mr. Song should be in his study."

"it is good."

Fang Zheng turned and left.

Rong Zheng entered the house. The decor here was similar to that of Jinxiu Huating, also in black, white and gray. However, the layout was different. There were only three rooms, which should be a master bedroom, a guest room and a study. The doors were all closed, so she didn't know which room was the study.

We can only search one room at a time.

Rong Zheng pushed open the first room door. The desk and bookshelves were filled with a dazzling array of books. She was really lucky to have found the right room on the first try. She walked into the room.

The ashtray on the desk was full of cigarette butts, and there was a faint smell of nicotine in the air. Song Shiyan was nowhere to be seen in the room, so he had obviously just left.

Rong Zheng left the room and came to the door of another room. She found the door ajar. She pushed the door open and saw the scene in front of her. Her eyes widened suddenly, and the next moment, her face burned.