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Lu Peichuan paused for a moment, but only for two seconds. "She has a doctor and nurses with her."

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Su Qingya happily cupped Lu Peichuan's face in her hands and continued to probe, "In your heart, you love me more, right?"

Lu Peichuan frowned slightly, pursed his lips, looked at Su Qingya, and said nothing.

Tears streamed down Su Qingya's face. "I'm already like this, can't you at least comfort me?"

Lu Peichuan's voice was both helpless and gentle, "I won't abandon you. Listen to me, let's go to the hospital, okay?"

"Then kiss me."

"Go ahead and do what you want," Lu Peichuan said, but he had already leaned in and pressed his lips to Su Qingya's.

His voice conveyed a sense of helplessness and indulgence towards her misbehavior.

Su Qingya hugged Lu Peichuan's neck and returned his kiss passionately.

A few seconds later, Lu Peichuan pushed Su Qingya away and picked her up in his arms.

She didn't push him away again, but instead nestled obediently in his arms.

Rong Zheng only stopped filming after the two figures disappeared from the camera's view. As she walked out of the bamboo forest, she sent the video she had just recorded to Luo Qinghe, along with a message: "[Do you think this video can be used as evidence of infidelity?]"

A moment later, Luo Qinghe called. "This video can only serve as supplementary evidence of infidelity. You also need to film some videos of the two of you traveling or spending time together, or hotel records and chat logs, to form a chain of evidence and strengthen your persuasiveness."

Rong Zheng frowned. "Is it that troublesome?"

"In judicial practice, determining 'infidelity' usually requires proof of continuous cohabitation or sexual activity; a single kiss can easily be argued as 'ordinary relationship'."

"Okay, I understand."

Rong Zheng hung up the phone and quickly walked out of the bamboo forest. She didn't need to rush back to the hospital right now, as Lu Peichuan was busy taking care of Su Qingya and didn't have time to deal with her.

She planned to stroll around the resort and enjoy the scenery.

While enjoying the scenery, she called Xu Ma to inquire about her daughter's situation. Just as she hung up, a man's voice came from beside her, "Miss Rong, Mr. Song requests your presence."

Rong Zheng turned her head, saw the man, and exclaimed in surprise, "Assistant Fang? What are you doing here?"

Fang Zheng: "This is a property under the Song family. I am here with Mr. Song for an inspection."

Rong Zheng was surprised to find that this resort was owned by the Song family. What a coincidence! She looked around but didn't see Song Shiyan. "Where's my brother?"

"In the teahouse in front."

Rong Zheng looked up at the teahouse in front of her, which was at least two hundred meters away. Could Song Shiyan see her clearly from inside the teahouse?

What kind of look is that?

Fang Zheng seemed to sense her confusion and explained, "Mr. Song was just inspecting the resort with the manager and they passed by here."

It turned out to be the case.

Rong Zheng nodded and followed Fang Zheng toward the teahouse.

The two arrived at the door of a private room in the teahouse, and Fang Zheng whispered, "Miss Rong, please wait a moment."

"Okay." Rong Zheng looked into the private room and saw Song Shiyan sitting casually with his long legs crossed at the tea table, listening to the manager's work report while gently stroking the Hainan rosewood bracelet on his wrist.

A black shirt, black trousers, and that aloof and refined face—he exuded nobility and coldness. Even from a distance, one could feel his powerful aura that kept strangers at bay.

He probably noticed her talking to Fang Zheng, because he turned and looked in her direction.

Eyes facing each other.

Rong Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

The man's eyes were like the unfathomable depths of the sea, mysterious and unpredictable; to meet their gaze required great courage and composure.

Fortunately, he quickly looked away.

Rong Zheng felt a sense of relief as if the oppressive aura had suddenly dissipated.

Song Shiyan looked at the manager and said, "That's all for today."

The manager nodded respectfully, "Okay." He then walked towards the door, and upon reaching it, he smiled and greeted Rong Zheng, "Hello."

The woman must be someone important to make Mr. Song interrupt his work report, so he naturally can't treat her lightly.

Rong Zheng was slightly taken aback, not expecting the manager to greet her, a stranger. By the time she wanted to respond, the manager had already left.

"Miss Rong, please." Fang Zheng gestured towards the private room.

Rong Zheng entered the private room and saw that Fang Zheng had not come in, but was standing upright at the door of the private room, like a soldier on guard.

She stood across the tea table, in the spot where the manager had just stood. "Big Brother."

Song Shiyan slightly raised his chin and pointed to the chair opposite him. "Sit."

Rong Zheng sat down in the chair, sitting upright as if the person sitting opposite her was her job interviewer.

Song Shiyan sensed Rong Zheng's restraint and poured her a cup of tea, placing it in front of her.

Rong Zheng: "Thank you."

Song Shiyan leaned back lazily in his chair, his tall frame relaxed. "What brings you to the capital?"

The man sat casually, his deep voice carrying a relaxed, conversational tone that eased Rong Zheng's tension somewhat. "My colleagues said Yunqi Mountain Villa is nice, so I came to visit for a couple of days."

"Pei Chuan is here too?"

"Um."

"Where are the others?"

Rong Zheng did not answer immediately. Instead, she picked up her teacup, took a sip of tea, and then said, "I don't know."

Song Shiyan thought the two had gotten lost, so he looked up at the door and instructed Fang Zheng, "Have the manager help find them."

Rong Zheng quickly replied, "No need."

Song Shiyan did not miss the fleeting panic in Rong Zheng's eyes. It wasn't the kind of panic that comes from not being able to find someone, but rather the panic of being afraid that something would be exposed.

The man's gaze was too sharp, as if he possessed the penetrating power to see through everything.

When he stared at her intently, his focused and quiet gaze made Rong Zheng feel as if she were standing naked in front of him.

He didn't speak, clearly waiting for her to explain.

To tell the truth or to lie?

If she was lying, given his abilities and the fact that the resort was owned by the Song family, he would likely see through her lie in no time.

But the truth is even more impossible to tell. He is Lu Peichuan's older brother. Telling him would be the same as telling Lu Peichuan. If Lu Peichuan knew that she was collecting evidence of his infidelity, then the divorce would probably be impossible.

After a brief moment of consideration, Rong Zheng spoke up: "Pei Chuan and I arrived at Yunqi Villa yesterday. When we checked into the hotel, I fainted due to anemia and was sent to Huanan Hospital. I felt fine and wanted to go for a walk, but Pei Chuan was worried and didn't agree. I sent him away and secretly ran away."

Except for the last sentence, everything else is true.

She wasn't afraid even if Song Shiyan went to the hotel to investigate.

A lie mixed with the truth is the hardest to detect.

Song Shiyan frowned slightly, looked up at Fang Zheng at the door, and said, "Prepare the car."

"Yes." Fang Zheng immediately took out his phone and started making a call.

Rong Zheng hurriedly asked, "Why are you preparing the car?"

"I'll take you back to the hospital."

"I can go back by myself."

Song Shiyan looked at Rong Zheng and asked bluntly, "Will you go back?"

Rong Zheng: "..."

It's normal for him not to trust someone who sneaked out to play.

You have to bear the consequences of your own lies.

Soon, Fang Zheng finished his call. "Mr. Song, the car is already waiting outside the teahouse."

Song Shiyan looked at Rong Zheng, then gestured towards the door. "Let's go."

Why does this give off a feeling of escorting prisoners?

Rong Zheng awkwardly tugged at the corner of her lips, "Thank you for your trouble, brother." After saying that, she got up and walked towards the door of the private room.

Anyway, she's already filmed the video, and she can find an opportunity to take screenshots of the chat history from Lu Peichuan's phone later.

It's good to go back to the hospital now. Huanan Hospital is the closest to here, and Su Qingya has already cut her wrists, so there's no time to delay. Lu Peichuan will definitely send Su Qingya to Huanan Hospital as well.

It would be perfect if she could go back and film some videos of Su Qingya and Lu Peichuan interacting in the hospital to strengthen the chain of evidence.