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"I know you've had a tough time, and I don't want to be a burden to you. I've already started contacting other orphanages. Don't worry, I'll make arrangements for the children."

Rong Zheng recalled that when she was five years old, a boss wanted to build a shopping mall on the land where the orphanage was located. The orphanage almost disbanded that time, and Qin Zhenyun was preparing to disperse the children to other orphanages.

She still remembers the scene of them hugging and crying when they received the news.

Orphans are often very insecure. It takes a lot of effort for everyone to get along, accept each other, and become a family. Suddenly having to separate, the reluctance to part and the fear of the unfamiliar environment will leave indelible marks on the children's young minds, as if they have been abandoned again.

Later, the owner found a better location, and the orphanage escaped disaster.

Rong Zheng had experienced that feeling and didn't want the children to go through it again.

The children were just happy; clearly, Qin Zhenyun hadn't told them about this yet.

"Don't disband, I'll figure something out."

Qin Zhenyun shook his head, "No need. You've done enough for this place over the years. Perhaps this is fate."

"I never accept my fate." Rong Zheng looked at Qin Zhenyun with a firm gaze. "Aunt Qin, I went from being an orphan to a medical doctor. I achieved it all through my own hard work. As long as I don't give up, I will definitely get what I want."

"But……"

"No buts, wait for my news." Rong Zheng said, then got up and left.

After leaving the orphanage, Rong Zheng went to the hospital to find Zhang Bonian. She remembered that a colleague had mentioned not long ago that the director had a friend who ran a nursing home and had built a new one, planning to hire a few nurses.

Since a new facility has been built, there must be an old one. If we could rent the old facility, it would be perfect as an orphanage, regardless of its size or layout.

Rong Zheng found the dean and told him about the situation. He immediately called his friend and learned that the old house was indeed still there, but the owner did not want to rent it out; instead, they wanted to sell it and had already listed it online for six million.

Lu Peichuan gave her two million after the divorce, and the villa in Jinsha Bay was worth five million, so she could afford six million.

Moreover, there is an advantage to buying it: you no longer have to worry about being evicted by the landlord, and the children will finally have a home of their own.

With that in mind, Rong Zheng immediately asked the dean to help arrange a meeting with his friend to discuss the purchase.

The price agreed upon after the meeting was 580 million.

Rong Zheng immediately went to a real estate agency and asked them to help sell the villa in Jinsha Bay. Because it was an urgent sale and she had lived there for another year, the final transaction price was 420 million.

After signing the purchase contract for the nursing home and paying the money, Rong Zheng only had 40 yuan left from her divorce. She then consulted professionals to find out how much it would cost to renovate the nursing home.

The renovation of the old building, including fire protection, accessibility, elevators, water and electricity, is estimated to cost at least 60 yuan.

Rong Zheng only had 20 yuan in savings. As a result, she spent all the money she received in the divorce settlement, leaving her penniless.

When Luo Qinghe found out about this, she beat her chest and stamped her feet, feeling extremely distressed. "I thought you had become a little rich woman, and if I couldn't make ends meet, I could still mooch off you. Now look, your pockets are emptier than your face."

Rong Zheng smiled and said, "I originally planned to leave with nothing, so this money is a windfall. I'm really happy to be able to use it to rebuild the orphanage."

"You can still laugh?" Luo Qinghe was almost heartbroken to tears. "You're penniless now. How are you going to eat, dress, and stay in Beijing?"

"I don't need to invest all the money in renovations right away. I still have money on hand for now, and I'll still be getting my salary later, right?"

Luo Qinghe knew that the orphanage meant a lot to Rong Zheng, and she was just feeling reluctant to leave and was just grumbling. "If you need money, just come to me. Although I don't have much money myself, I still have a few tens of thousands."

"I don't lack money for now, but I do need manpower. I'm going to Beijing, and I need you to take some time to keep an eye on the progress of the nursing home renovation."

"Don't worry, I've got your back."

After dealing with these matters, it was already the sixth day. Rong Zheng took Tangtang and Xu Ma to Beijing that day. She first settled Xu Ma and Tangtang in a hotel, and then she went to the First Hospital to report for duty.

After completing the registration process, the sun had already set. Rong Zheng was exhausted from the past few days of working at the orphanage and running around everywhere, so she went straight back to the hotel to rest.

The next morning, she got up and left the hotel to look for a place to live. Buying was out of the question; she was desperately poor and could only rent one for the time being.

She wanted to find a house that was close to the hospital, in a nice environment, and reasonably priced, but it was really difficult. Plus, she was unfamiliar with the area, and after most of the day, she was exhausted but still hadn't found a place.

She has to go to work tomorrow, but she still doesn't have a place to live. She can't afford to stay in a hotel every day.

It was so hot that Rong Zheng felt dizzy and lightheaded after running around outside for most of the day. She walked dejectedly by the roadside when she suddenly saw a black minivan stop beside her. Why did this car look so familiar?

As she was thinking to herself, she saw the driver's side window roll down, revealing Fang Zheng's resolute and tough face.

Fang Zheng greeted her with a surprised expression, "Miss Rong."

Rong Zheng thought she might be seeing things because of the heat. Beijing is such a big city, how could she possibly run into Fang Zheng here?

"Miss Rong, what are you doing here?"

When the other person spoke again, Rong Zheng realized that she wasn't seeing things. If Fang Zheng was there, then Song Shiyan... She glanced subconsciously at the back seat with the car window closed before looking at Fang Zheng and replying, "I'm looking at houses here."

"Looking for a house?"

"Yes, I'll be working at the First Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Municipality from now on, and I plan to rent an apartment to live in."

At this moment, the rear window slowly rolled down, revealing Song Shiyan's handsome face with its distinct features.

Rong Zheng immediately greeted him, "Big Brother."

The woman wore a sleeveless light gray suit, loose and casual. A gentle breeze blew, causing the hem of her suit to flutter, making her frame appear even more slender. Her pair of white, lotus-root-like arms were exposed, well-proportioned and long, very beautiful.

She held a parasol in one hand and a bag in the other. Her fair and pretty face was flushed with the heat, and her forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat. Her skin was fair, and her rosy complexion was like that of a ripe, washed peach, a feast for the eyes.

Song Shiyan's gaze lingered on Rong Zheng for a moment, then his thin lips parted slightly. "Get in the car."

"Huh?" Rong Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I still need to look for a house. Big brother, you go ahead and do your work."

Fang Zheng got out of the car and opened the back door. "Miss Rong, it's hot outside, please get in the car."

Rong Zheng could feel the cool air coming from the car even while standing by the roadside. It was refreshing and comfortable. If she didn't get in the car soon, the hot air would rush in, and Song Shiyan would definitely be unhappy.

She had no choice but to close her umbrella, get into the car, and sit inside, feeling the cool air enveloping her. Rong Zheng felt like a steaming hot bun had been put into a refrigerator—it was so refreshing.

Rong Zheng politely asked, "Are you here to discuss business, brother?"