Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

The housekeeper said, "Madam didn't come downstairs for breakfast this morning or lunch. Around 12:30, she went out and went back to her room to sleep. The nanny went to her room to ask if she wanted something to eat, but she couldn't wake her up. Then she found a half-eaten bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside table."

Lu Peichuan recalled Bai Yuxiu's teary-eyed, hesitant look last night. Something seemed off about her then; perhaps she had encountered some difficulties. However, after learning that she had hurt Rong Zheng, he left in anger.

If he had been more attentive then and asked a few more questions, would she have told him what happened, and would she not have committed suicide today?

Lu Yunshan's face was stern, his brows furrowed with anger. "Why doesn't she just live a peaceful life? I really don't know what she's up to!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Peichuan recalled Bai Yuxiu's words last night, in which she said he was distancing himself from her and that her status in the Lu family had plummeted. At the time, he was too angry to take it seriously, but now, hearing Lu Yunshan's words, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

He frowned at Lu Yunshan, "Grandpa, my mother's life is hanging in the balance. How can you say such things? Who would risk their own life like that?"

Lu Yunshan was slightly taken aback, not expecting his grandson to suddenly speak up for Bai Yuxiu.

Lu Peichuan sat down on a chair nearby, glancing anxiously at the tightly closed emergency room door every now and then.

After what seemed like an eternity, the emergency room door finally opened. Lu Peichuan immediately stood up and rushed over. "Doctor, how is my mother?"

Doctor: "Mrs. Lu is out of danger and will wake up in 4 to 12 hours."

"Thanks for your hard work."

The doctor looked at Lu Peichuan, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Lu Peichuan asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Mr. Lu, we discovered some abnormalities during the rescue. Shall we discuss this in your office?"

Seeing the doctor's solemn expression, Lu Peichuan assumed that Bai Yuxiu had contracted some incurable disease, and his mood instantly turned heavy. "Let's go."

The two arrived at the office. The doctor closed the door and poured Lu Peichuan a glass of water before speaking: "When we undressed Madam Lu to ensure she could breathe properly, we found many marks on her body."

Lu Peichuan didn't understand. "What marks?"

"...traces of lovemaking."

Without hesitation, Lu Peichuan said, "Impossible."

His father had passed away long ago, and his mother had always been single. Where would there be any trace of lovemaking?

The doctor was naturally aware of the Lu family's situation, which is why he called Lu Peichuan here and said, "I'm telling the truth. Not only that, Madam Lu also has tear marks in her lower body, which means she must have had intense sexual intercourse recently."

These words struck Lu Peichuan like a heavy hammer, making him shudder and drain some color from his face. He was momentarily stunned, as if he didn't understand, or as if he understood but instinctively resisted believing.

A sense of bewilderment, even a touch of absurdity, surged within me.

But he knew that doctors wouldn't make arbitrary pronouncements.

Suddenly, Lu Peichuan remembered what the nanny had said last night: Madam was in a daze when she came home last night, and she kept crying while holding the old man's old photos.

Did she feel guilty towards her father, which is why she cried?

She must not have done it willingly, otherwise she wouldn't have committed suicide today.

But who would dare to force her?

Lu Peichuan couldn't think of a solution for the moment, and instructed the doctor to keep this matter a secret, otherwise his career would be over.

He left his office and went to the ward. Looking at Bai Yuxiu, who was pale and unconscious on the hospital bed, he still couldn't understand why such a thing had happened.

We'll only know for sure when she wakes up.

After boarding the plane, Rong Zheng felt drowsy, but she tried her best to stay awake, afraid that if she fell asleep, she would have nightmares and frighten the passengers around her.

But she barely slept last night. She was so exhausted that her eyelids were drooping and her mind was a complete mess. In the end, she fell asleep without realizing it.

She didn't notice that Song Shiyan was sitting in the first-class cabin just a curtain away, and that he was watching her closely.

Seeing that Rong Zheng was asleep with her eyes closed, Song Shiyan got up, walked to her row, bent down, and politely asked the passenger next to her in a low voice, "Excuse me, could we switch seats?"

The passenger next to Rong Zheng was a young woman in her twenties. She noticed Song Shiyan when he walked from first class.

This man was simply too dazzling. He had an outstanding appearance and a remarkable temperament. His clothes were smart and exquisite, clearly high-end. The Hainan rosewood bracelet on his wrist had delicate and translucent beads with natural and lively patterns, which must have been very valuable.

She has seen countless people and met many elite men, but a man like him is extremely rare and hard to come by.

She had originally planned to strike up a conversation and ask for his contact information, but unexpectedly, he came up to her on his own initiative. Suppressing her excitement, she asked, "You're in first class, are you really going to switch with me?"

"Um."

The woman bit her lip shyly. "No problem, can we add each other on WeChat?"

Song Shiyan slightly raised his chin and pointed to Rong Zheng next to the woman, "I'm here to keep her company."

The woman turned to look at Rong Zheng, who was indeed quite pretty, but she was no less so. Undeterred, she said, "Having another option isn't a bad thing. We can add each other as friends first."

"Sorry, she's my only choice." Song Shiyan's brows furrowed with impatience. If it weren't for the need to change seats, he wouldn't have said a word to this strange woman.

The woman noticed the man's displeasure. She liked this kind of virtuous man even more, but unfortunately, he was already taken. Although she liked him, she wasn't one to pester him.

"I apologize for my intrusion." The woman stood up, asked Song Shiyan for his seat number, and then went to first class.

Sitting in first class, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Isn't the boss a little too eager?"

In order to be on the same flight as Rong Zheng, he secretly checked her flight schedule and even bought a seat in the last row of first class so that he could see Rong Zheng. Now that he saw that she was asleep, he eagerly went up to switch seats with someone else.

If those women who go to great lengths to get close to him but can't even get a glance from him saw him looking so worthless, they'd probably go crazy.

Song Shiyan sat down next to Rong Zheng, gently placed her tilted head on his shoulder, and then pulled the thin blanket over her up a little.

In her sleep, Rong Zheng dreamt again of those scenes that filled her with despair. The man covered in tattoos slowly approached her. She frowned and said, "No, don't come any closer."

Then she vaguely heard someone whisper in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The voice was exactly the same as Song Shiyan's voice, which had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to save her from dire straits. Rong Zheng felt as if she had grasped a lifeline, clutching something tightly, and subconsciously moved closer to that voice.

She caught a whiff of that comforting, cool woody scent and couldn't help but move closer. The scent grew stronger, and she felt at ease.

The tattooed men in her dream suddenly disappeared, and her sleep gradually became peaceful.

In reality, Rong Zheng held Song Shiyan's arm tightly, her head resting on his shoulder. Suddenly, she leaned close to his ear, and Song Shiyan's body stiffened abruptly.