Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

"She must be involved, but she did it very cleanly. I can't find any strong evidence to prove that she's involved." After a pause, Fang Zheng added, "However, I found out that Su Qingya and Bai Yuxiu met last night."

A ruthless glint appeared in Song Shiyan's deep eyes. "Bring them all here."

Fang Zheng had some concerns. The Su and Lu families were the two most powerful families in Jiangcheng. Offending both families at once would be inconvenient, especially since this wasn't Beijing. "Wouldn't it be a bad idea to arrest them without evidence?"

Song Shiyan's voice was deep and cool, "I know what I'm doing."

Fang Zheng: "Yes."

Ward.

After Lu Peichuan came in, he started to ask about Rong Zheng's well-being, but Rong Zheng was not in the mood to pay attention to him. Her mind was full of what Song Shiyan had said. After giving Lu Peichuan a few perfunctory replies, she said that she was tired and wanted to rest.

Lu Peichuan could sense that Rong Zheng was somewhat out of sorts. He assumed she had just been greatly frightened and hadn't recovered yet. "For the sake of your reputation, I've blocked the news about this and it's inconvenient to call the police. But don't worry, I will definitely find out who's behind this, and I will get all the justice you've suffered."

Rong Zheng also wanted to know who harbored such deep hatred for her that they would resort to such insidious means to destroy her.

But she knew that with her abilities, it would be difficult to find out who was behind it all.

This matter definitely requires Lu Peichuan's help. "Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing that Rong Zheng did not refuse his help and was willing to accept his kindness, Lu Peichuan was very happy. "You get some rest, I'll be going now."

"Um."

After Lu Peichuan left, Rong Zheng stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind replaying Song Shiyan's words over and over.

He said he came to Jiangcheng for her.

He also said that he took care of her because he wanted to, and it had nothing to do with anyone else.

Especially that line: "I'm not that free to travel thousands of miles to follow someone else's instructions, nor am I as sentimental as you say. On the contrary, I'm calm and insightful to the point of being cold-blooded. I never interfere in people and things that don't concern me, not even matters concerning the Lu family."

Every word he said told her that she was special and different to him, not an unrelated person, so he took care of her and looked after her, all of which was of his own free will.

He also told her not to run away, to think it over carefully, and that he would wait for her reply.

What's the answer?

Although he didn't directly say anything about romantic feelings, Rong Zheng knew he was waiting for her to agree to them being together.

That's Song Shiyan.

He was Song Shiyan, a big shot in Beijing, a figure she could never reach at the top of the pyramid. In terms of appearance, family background, and talent, he was far superior to her. The two were worlds apart in status.

She was divorced, had children, and was even the ex-wife of his nominal younger brother.

How could he have such feelings for her?

She didn't even dare to use the word "like," feeling that it was somewhat incongruous with the name Song Shiyan. In other words, interpreting his care for her as liking him would be a kind of desecration.

He had always been an unapproachable and mysterious figure in her heart. He was as pure and aloof as snow, an absolute boss that was hard to reach in the eyes of others, handsome as a god.

But now, this man standing on the altar treats her differently. Rong Zheng feels like she's dreaming, absurd and unbelievable.

But when he said those words, she didn't feel it was abrupt or out of place. Perhaps subconsciously, during their time together, she could sense that he treated her differently, but she just didn't dare to think about it that way.

Now she's forcing him to think about it, waiting for her to give him an answer.

But this happened so suddenly that Rong Zheng was completely stunned, as if someone had suddenly thrown five million at her head.

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang. It was the phone that Lu Peichuan had just brought over.

Rong Zheng picked up her phone. The call was from Luo Qinghe. As soon as she answered, Luo Qinghe's worried voice came through, "Zhengzheng, is that you?"

"Um."

"You scared me to death." Luo Qinghe's voice was trembling with tears. "Wait for me, I'm coming to the hospital to find you right now."

Rong Zheng felt a warmth in her heart. "Okay, don't rush. Drive carefully. I'm fine."

About twenty minutes later, Luo Qinghe arrived. She looked Rong Zheng up and down and, seeing that there was really nothing seriously wrong, finally felt relieved.

She asked Rong Zheng what had happened, why her phone was off, and why she couldn't reach her all of a sudden.

Rong Zheng briefly told Luo Qinghe about being kidnapped and almost being violated. Luo Qinghe was terrified after hearing it and hugged Rong Zheng with lingering fear, saying, "You beast, this kind of person should go to hell."

After saying that, he pushed Rong Zheng away and hurriedly asked, "Have you called the police? We must make sure they rot in jail."

Rong Zheng shook her head. "No, making a big fuss won't do me any good."

Luo Qinghe realized what was happening. Rong Zheng had almost been defiled; if word got out, how could she ever face anyone again? "I was too hasty, but are we just going to let them get away with this?"

"I'm in Lu Peichuan's hands. He said he would help me find the mastermind behind this."

Luo Qinghe was shocked: "It wasn't an accident, it was premeditated?"

Rong Zheng nodded.

"Who on earth could be so vicious?"

"I don't know." Rong Zheng had previously suspected Bai Yuxiu, but after hearing the conversation between the two, she dismissed that guess. Now she doesn't know who could hate her so much.

Remembering something, she asked Luo Qinghe, "How did you know I was in the hospital?"

Didn't Lu Peichuan say he was blocking the news?

"President Song told me," Luo Qinghe said. "He was the one who called to ask why your phone was off, and that's when I told him about your disappearance."

Rong Zheng was surprised. "Didn't you call him?"

Luo Qinghe shook her head. "How could I possibly have Song Shiyan's phone number? I was a little confused when he called."

Yes, how could she forget that? Luo Qinghe didn't have Song Shiyan's contact information at all.

He must have contacted her as soon as he arrived in Jiangcheng, but he couldn't reach her, so he contacted Luo Qinghe instead. Therefore, he really did come to Jiangcheng for her.

He said he arrived in Jiangcheng at 3 p.m., she woke up in the hospital at 5 p.m., and he went to the countryside to rescue her at around 4:30 p.m. He found her in an hour and a half.

He must have put in a lot of effort to find her in such a short time, but he didn't say anything. Even when she asked him how he knew she was in trouble, he only answered with the three light words "Luo Qinghe".

Rong Zheng suddenly remembered the two things Zhou Chiyao had told her: the special admissions to the First Affiliated Hospital and the severe punishment of those responsible for Jiang Jia's suicide. Both of these things were done by Song Shiyan.

This man never said anything in front of her, yet he had already done so much for her in silence.

When Luo Qinghe saw Rong Zheng start to stare blankly when she heard about Song Shiyan, she remembered that last night Song Shiyan had sent Rong Zheng a package of ointment by express delivery. When she said that Song Shiyan was ruthless, vicious and bloodthirsty, Rong Zheng had spoken up for him.

Today, Song Shiyan called her phone again to inquire about Rong Zheng's whereabouts. He even found Rong Zheng in such a short time. If he didn't care about her, why would he do all this?

A bold thought popped into her head, and she couldn't help but ask Rong Zheng, "Are you dating Song Shiyan?"