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A hint of admiration flashed in Song Shiyan's eyes. When she loved, she gave her all. When she was betrayed, she decisively divorced him. He looked into her eyes and gave her encouragement and affirmation, "He was wrong first. Whatever you do is not excessive."

Does this mean he supports her actions?

This was something Rong Zheng never expected. She never dared to hope that Song Shiyan would stand by her side, after all, Lu Peichuan was his younger brother, while she was just an outsider to him.

She suddenly remembered that when she had a severe hemorrhage, he punished Lu Peichuan by making him kneel in the ancestral hall, and that Bai Yuxiu and Lu Xingyao misunderstood that she had cheated on Lu Peichuan, and he spoke up for her.

Perhaps he's the kind of person who sides with reason rather than family?

Has she been judging others by her own petty standards all along?

Rong Zheng felt relieved. She already had to fight with all her might to deal with Lu Peichuan, and if Song Shiyan were added to the mix, she would have no chance of winning at all. Now that she knew Song Shiyan's stance, she was really happy.

Suddenly, I realized that the legendary bloodthirsty and murderous Yama wasn't so terrifying after all; on the contrary, he seemed like a pretty nice person.

At this moment, Fang Zheng walked in. "Miss Rong, everything has been loaded into the car."

Rong Zheng quickly stood up to express her gratitude, "Thank you, Assistant Fang."

"I was just doing what Mr. Song instructed." The implication was that she should thank Song Shiyan.

We should thank Song Shiyan.

It wasn't just that he asked Fang Zheng to help move things; more importantly, he didn't side with Lu Peichuan.

Rong Zheng looked at Song Shiyan and said, "Thank you, brother. I was in a rush to move tonight. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm settled in."

It's you again?

A hint of helplessness flashed across Song Shiyan's eyes. "Let's go, I'll take you there."

"No need," Rong Zheng quickly waved her hand. "It's so late, I can't trouble you any further, brother."

"No trouble at all, let's go." Song Shiyan said, then walked towards the door.

Rong Zheng couldn't refuse any longer, so she could only follow after them with her daughter in her arms.

Xu Ma followed the Lalamove driver's car, while Rong Zheng carried Tangtang into Song Shiyan's car.

Rong Zheng used to be nervous every time she rode in Song Shiyan's car, but this time, holding Tangtang made her much more relaxed.

It was almost 11 o'clock when I parked the car downstairs in a building in the Jingyuan Garden residential complex.

Rong Zheng got out of the car with her daughter in her arms. She wanted to say that it was getting late and that Song Shiyan should go home early, but before she could speak, she saw him walk directly towards the Lalamove truck.

What is he trying to do?

Should I help her carry her things?

He's a big shot at the top of the pyramid, very dignified. His hands are for signing contracts, not for doing such rough work.

She hurriedly followed, "Big brother, you're not going to help me carry something, are you?"

Song Shiyan: "Hmm."

"No need, we can do it ourselves."

Song Shiyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Afraid I can't lift it?"

Rong Zheng immediately shook her head, "No, it's because I'm afraid of causing you trouble."

Song Shiyan didn't respond to Rong Zheng's words, but instead pointed to the child in Rong Zheng's arms, "It's late, she's asleep, you take her upstairs first." After saying that, he walked towards the truck.

Rong Zheng looked at the man's tall figure in the night, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. In the end, she could only say dryly, "Thank you, brother." Then she carried her daughter upstairs first.

Having just arrived in an unfamiliar place, and with my daughter being so young, it's indeed not advisable for her to stay outside for too long at night.

With the help of Song Shiyan and Fang Zheng, along with the driver and Xu Ma, the four of them quickly carried all the things upstairs.

Rong Zheng's rented apartment is on the third floor. It's a small studio apartment, not as big as her previous villa. All her belongings are in the living room, with lots of bags and suitcases, making it feel a bit crowded. "It's not tidy up yet, it's too messy, so I won't ask you to sit here, brother."

Song Shiyan nodded slightly, lifted his foot and left, with Fang Zheng following closely behind.

As Rong Zheng watched the two figures leave, she felt as if she were dreaming.

Song Shiyan not only did not object to her divorce, but also helped her move.

She wouldn't have dared to even think about such a thing before tonight.

"Madam, please go and take care of Miss. I'll take care of things here."

Rong Zheng snapped out of her daze and looked at Xu Ma, "Don't call me 'Madam' anymore, and don't call me 'Miss Tangtang' either. Just call me by my name."

She was bound to leave the Lu family. Once she left, she would just be an ordinary person, and it would be really awkward to call her "Madam" or "Miss" anymore.

Aunt Xu nodded, "Okay."

**

Inside the car, Fang Zheng could sense that Song Shiyan was in a good mood tonight. Although he still had that calm and steady demeanor, Fang Zheng had been with him since the army, and now he was his assistant and bodyguard. He had been by Song Shiyan's side for twelve years, and Fang Zheng could still tell his mood from some subtle changes.

For example, at this moment, although he was stroking the Hainan rosewood bracelet on his wrist as usual, his index finger was rhythmically tapping the beads lightly, which was an expression of his happy mood.

When he's in a good mood, he'll unconsciously tap things—his bracelet, teacup, tabletop, knees…

Drive carefully.

Song Shiyan's deep, clear voice rang out in the car, and Fang Zheng quickly turned his gaze away from the rearview mirror to focus on the road conditions ahead.

No wonder he's the boss he's followed since the army; his keen observation skills are truly impressive.

"Find out what Lu Peichuan did at Beijing No. 1 Hospital?"

"Yes." Fang Zheng put on his Bluetooth headset, made a call, and after a moment, hung up. He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Song Shiyan leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed, so he didn't say anything.

"Speak."

With permission, Fang Zheng spoke up: "President Lu treated the dean to a meal and donated a batch of medical equipment to the hospital. The dean revoked Miss Rong's eligibility to study at the First Hospital."

Song Shiyan opened his eyes, his gaze as dark as night, filled with a chilling coldness. "It seems he's getting a little tired of being the dean."

Fang Zheng instantly understood Song Shiyan's meaning. However, they had just reached an agreement with Lu Peichuan, and now they were going to make a move against him. If outsiders found out, it would be troublesome. So, he tentatively asked, "Should we replace him?"

Song Shiyan remained silent for a moment before speaking, "Give him a warning first, then find a suitable reason to replace him later."

As expected, his worries were unnecessary. His boss was meticulous and thoughtful; what he could think of, he could naturally think of as well. "Yes."

"Let the First Affiliated Hospital come up with a pretext for a special admission."

Fang Zheng vaguely understood what Song Shiyan meant, but felt it was necessary to confirm, "Include Miss Rong in the special recruitment list?"

Song Shiyan closed his eyes and made a sound through his nose: "Mmm."

Fang Zheng maintained a serious expression on the outside, but inwardly he gripped the steering wheel with excitement. Although he had previously felt that his boss treated Rong Zheng differently, he could understand it at the time as Rong Zheng being Lu Peichuan's wife, and his boss was simply "loving the house because of the dog".

But now that she's about to divorce Lu Peichuan, it's not normal for the eldest brother to still care so much.

The eldest brother, who was not interested in women, actually fell in love with a married woman, who was also his nominal sister-in-law.

Wow, that's incredibly taboo!

As expected of his eldest son, he remains silent until he makes a stunning statement.

However, he couldn't understand why his boss would choose a married woman with children instead of so many noble ladies in Beijing.

Isn't this just rushing your son to become a stepfather?

Could it be that something happened between them that he doesn't know about?

Unfortunately, he spent a few years secretly working for his boss in Beijing and wasn't by his side. He must have missed something.

Fang Zheng suddenly thought of Shen Qiuxian again. He wondered if the old lady would faint from anger if she found out that her precious grandson had taken a liking to her brother's wife.