Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

Shock appeared in Rong Zheng's eyes.

She wondered how her qualification to study at the First Affiliated Hospital had just been revoked, and then the hospital suddenly launched a special recruitment program, and she met all the requirements. At that time, she thought it was a windfall, but it turned out that Song Shiyan was behind it all.

There was also Jiang Jia's matter. Liu Xinxin was demoted, Gong Yuzhen received a hospital-wide reprimand, Director Shi also wrote a self-criticism, and the dean was directly dismissed. With such severe punishments, she thought at the time that the person in charge was someone who couldn't tolerate any wrongdoing.

Now it seems that Song Shiyan is backing her up?

"The previous dean was dismissed not only because of Jiang Jia's matter, but also because he revoked your study qualification. Brother Yan still remembers this."

Zhou Chiyao's words confirmed Rong Zheng's suspicions; Song Shiyan was indeed backing her up.

But why?

When Lu Peichuan was specially recruited, he hadn't yet asked Song Shiyan to take care of her, so why was he being so good to her?

Is it just because he is Tangtang's uncle and she is Tangtang's mother?

But he was just an adopted son of the Lu family, and had no blood relation to Tangtang at all, let alone to her.

Rong Zheng suddenly thought of Song Shiyan's unusual behavior tonight, especially his words, "Don't hide from me anymore," which were too ambiguous.

The memories of spending time with Song Shiyan during this period unconsciously flashed through her mind.

He rented the house to her at a low price. The two shared an unexpected kiss on the sofa. They got close to each other in the elevator. Last time, she grabbed his phone and pinned him down. This time, she was afraid of cats and hid in his arms.

Everyone said he was indifferent to women, and there were even rumors that he had misogyny. Although their closeness was accidental, he never pushed her away or got angry, and he took great care of her and Tangtang.

Could it be that he... has other feelings for her?

No, no.

Absolutely not.

In an instant, Rong Zheng immediately dismissed her absurd guess.

She was divorced, had a child, and was also his younger brother's ex-wife. He was the head of the Song Group, and was top-notch in terms of appearance, family background, and character.

He is a big shot at the top of the pyramid, and he and an ordinary commoner like her are from completely different worlds.

While Rong Zheng was lost in thought, Zhou Chiyao spoke again, "Brother Yan told me not to talk about these things. I think you and Brother Yan have some misunderstanding, so I told you. Just pretend you don't know anything and don't mention it in front of Brother Yan, otherwise he will definitely not let me off the hook."

Rong Zheng's mind was in complete turmoil. "Okay."

Even after returning home, Rong Zheng was still reeling from what Zhou Chiyao had said.

Even Xu Ma noticed that Rong Zheng was acting strangely. After putting Tangtang to sleep, she went to Rong Zheng's bedroom and saw her sitting on the bed reading a book. However, she didn't turn the pages of the medical book in her hand. Her eyes were fixed on the book, and she was obviously lost in thought.

She walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Did something happen while you were having dinner with your old friend? You seemed distracted."

Rong Zheng snapped out of her daze, shook her head, and remained somewhat dazed.

Xu Ma said with some concern, "You can tell me what's wrong. Although I can't help much, it'll make you feel better if you talk about it."

Rong Zheng looked at Xu Ma, momentarily at a loss for words. After organizing her thoughts for a while, she finally spoke, "Xu Ma, do you think someone would be nice to another person for no reason?"

"In this world, there is no good without a reason, nor is there bad without a reason; everything has a cause."

Rong Zheng nodded; she felt the same way. But the barely perceptible relationship between her and Song Shiyan couldn't possibly be a reason for him to treat her so well.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Ma added, "If you feel it's sudden, perhaps there's something else about others that you don't know."

Rong Zheng was troubled, "But I've thought about it for a long time and I still can't figure out the reason."

Seeing that it wasn't anything bad, Aunt Xu relaxed and said, "If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it. Some things become more and more confusing the more you think about them. Maybe one day when you stop thinking about them, the answer will naturally come out."

Rong Zheng's chaotic mind instantly cleared up. Yes, if she couldn't figure it out, she shouldn't think about it. She should just let things take their natural course. "That makes sense."

Seeing that Rong Zheng had come to her senses, Aunt Xu stood up and said, "Then you should rest early and don't stay up too late reading."

"Yes, thank you, Aunt Xu."

"Why are you thanking me, child?" Aunt Xu smiled and left the bedroom.

Although she could choose not to think about why Song Shiyan was so good to her, it was a fact that he was good to her and Tangtang. She couldn't just take his care for granted; she should repay him so that she wouldn't owe him too much of a favor.

Although she may never be able to repay him, putting everything else aside, just consider that when she was bleeding heavily and her life was in danger, he brought her blood and saved her and Tangtang's lives. How can she ever repay this life-saving grace?

But you can't refuse to pay back what you can't pay back.

Rong Zheng remembered what Fang Zheng had told her about Song Shiyan's mother. Because Song Shiyan's disappearance was too much of a shock, she went insane, which was clearly caused by psychological trauma. She was a psychologist, so perhaps she could help her.

If Madam Song can recover, it would be a great help to Song Shiyan.

But Madam Song has been insane for 15 years, and she has been ill for too long. Moreover, given Song Shiyan's resources, he must have taken her to see many doctors. Since none of them have helped, it means that the illness is difficult to cure.

She might not be able to cure him, so it's best not to let Song Shiyan know yet, lest his hopes be dashed.

But she didn't even know which sanatorium Madam Song was in. What could she do?

Suddenly, Rong Zheng thought of Wei Shuyan. The Wei family and the Song family were old friends, so perhaps Wei Shuyan would know.

She immediately dialed Wei Shuyan's number. When the call connected, loud music came from the other end, followed by Wei Shuyan's raised voice, "Sister Rong, wait a moment, I'll find a quiet place."

After a moment, the other end quieted down. "Sister Rong, that's enough."

Are you busy? If you are, I'll call you again tomorrow.

"No, no, I'm at a bar with my friends. What does Sister Rong need me for?"

Rong Zheng pursed her lips. "Do you know about Yan Ge's mother?"

"You mean Aunt Duan? I know her. Why are you suddenly asking about her, Sister Rong?"

"I've heard from Assistant Fang that I'm a psychiatrist, and I'd like to visit Mrs. Song to see if there's anything I can do to help, but I don't know which sanatorium she's in. Do you know?"

"I know. Whenever you're free, I'll go with you. It's been a while since I visited Aunt Duan."

"Okay, I'll check the schedule in a bit and send you a message at the appointed time."

"Um."

"Go ahead and play, but don't stay out too late. Be careful on your way back to school."

"Yes, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zheng checked the schedule. She had online consultations scheduled for the department tomorrow morning, and the research institute's schedule was more flexible; she could go there whenever the department was free.

After finishing her online consultation in the morning, she went to the research institute, and then made time to visit Mrs. Song in the afternoon.

Once she had made her plan, she sent a message to Wei Shuyan.

The following day, Rong Zheng never expected to encounter that anonymous mistress patient again during her online consultation.