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Song Shiyan gave a faint "hmm".

Fang Zheng, who was driving in front: "..."

It was clearly a deliberate attempt to bump into each other.

"Did you come to Beijing alone?" Song Shiyan asked.

"I came with Tangtang, and so did Aunt Xu."

Song Shiyan nodded slightly. Just then, his phone rang, and he answered it.

Rong Zheng glanced ahead, unsure of where Song Shiyan was going. She wanted to ask Fang Zheng, but hesitated because she was afraid of interrupting Song Shiyan's phone call. After a while, the car entered a residential complex called Jinxiu Huating and finally stopped in the underground garage.

When Rong Zheng was looking for an apartment in this neighborhood, she had learned that it was very close to the First Affiliated Hospital, but it was an upscale neighborhood with ridiculously high rents, 10,000 yuan a month, payable annually. She didn't even dare to look at it.

Why is Song Shiyan here?

Rong Zheng was still wondering when Song Shiyan finished his call and looked at her. "I own property here. Why don't you go down and take a look and see if it's suitable?"

Rong Zheng understood that Song Shiyan meant for her to live in his house, but she had already divorced Lu Peichuan and had no connection with the Lu family anymore, so she was too embarrassed to accept Song Shiyan's favor.

So she waved her hand and declined, "No, I appreciate your kindness, brother, but I'll find a place myself."

"It's for Tangtang to stay in, so you don't need to feel guilty."

The implication was that it was for Tangtang's sake, and had nothing to do with her. It seemed that Song Shiyan really liked Tangtang. But even though he said that, she had moved in after all, so how could she take advantage of him so easily?

Before Rong Zheng could refuse again, Song Shiyan spoke first: "If you really feel bad about it, you can pay me the rent."

Rong Zheng said somewhat awkwardly, "The rent here is too expensive; I can't afford it."

"Family special price, 30% off the market price."

Three-fold discount?

That's three thousand a month.

It's close to the First People's Hospital, in a high-end residential area with a good environment and security, and the price is so cheap. You can't find a house like this even with a lantern.

It's so exciting, it's absolutely thrilling.

Although she and Lu Peichuan were divorced, Tangtang was still Lu Peichuan's daughter, and Song Shiyan was still Tangtang's uncle. She could accept this price based on family ties, and it wasn't considered a bargain.

Rong Zheng convinced herself of this and happily said, "Thank you, brother. I'll go take a look."

Looking at the smile in Rong Zheng's eyes, Song Shiyan's thin lips curved slightly. "Mm."

Rong Zheng pushed open the car door and got out. The heat outside hit her, and she felt nauseous for a moment. She took a deep breath to suppress it, closed the car door, and walked forward. As she walked, she felt dizzy and her body swayed.

A warm, large hand caught her from behind just in time. Her vision went black, and she fainted. Before her consciousness faded, she felt herself fall into a firm embrace and smelled a faint, cool scent of wood.

Rong Zheng opened her eyes and woke up to a white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant in the air. She was in a hospital.

"woke up?"

A deep, clear voice rang out in the ward.

Rong Zheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw Song Shiyan sitting on the edge of the bed, his legs casually crossed, with open documents on his knees. "Big brother, what's wrong with me?"

"You're too weak and have heatstroke." Song Shiyan got up, put the documents on the chair, poured a glass of water, and came to the bedside. "Drink some water."

When Rong Zheng saw him coming to help her up, she immediately struggled to sit up on her own. Just as she sat up, the water glass was already at her lips. Taking the water glass at this moment seemed too deliberate.

She had no choice but to pretend nothing was wrong and take a couple of sips of water from the cup.

"Want some more?" Song Shiyan asked.

Rong Zheng was too embarrassed to let him feed her, "I don't want any more, thank you."

Song Shiyan put down his water glass. "You can rest easy. Fang Zheng has gone to pick up Tangtang and Aunt Xu. He will settle them in Jinxiu Huating."

Rong Zheng was flattered and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, elder brother."

"There's no need for such formalities between us, let's rest."

Rong Zheng still felt a bit dizzy and lightheaded, so she lay down again. Then she saw Song Shiyan sit down in the same chair as before and pick up the documents to read.

Rong Zheng: "..."

Is he just waiting for her here?

Does that seem inappropriate?

But it seems like leaving her alone in the hospital isn't something a person of his caliber would do.

Whether he sensed her gaze or not, he suddenly looked up at her.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

Rong Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"No...no." Rong Zheng immediately closed his eyes, feeling annoyed. Why was his tongue tied in knots? What was there to be nervous about? He wasn't going to eat anyone.

Perhaps because she was exhausted from the past few days of travel, Rong Zheng fell asleep quickly.

Hearing the even, light breathing, Song Shiyan looked up, his deep gaze falling on Rong Zheng's peaceful sleeping face.

After looking at it for a while, he finally looked away and continued reading the document.

When Rong Zheng woke up again, it was already dark. The doctor's examination showed no problems, and she could be discharged. She saw that Song Shiyan was busy looking at documents at the hospital, so she said, "Brother, you go ahead and do your work. I can go back by myself."

Song Shiyan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Use and then discard?"

That sounds rather ambiguous.

People might easily misunderstand that they have some unspeakable relationship, and that she is a scumbag woman who takes advantage of someone and then abandons them.

But Rong Zheng knew that Song Shiyan meant that he brought her to the hospital and stayed with her there, but she kicked him out as soon as she was discharged.

She gave an awkward twitch of her lips. "I was just afraid of causing you trouble."

"Your issues have never been a problem." After saying this, Song Shiyan turned and walked towards the ward door. After a few steps, seeing that Rong Zheng hadn't followed, he turned back and looked at her, who was standing there in a daze. "Aren't you coming?"

Looking into the man's deep and frank gaze, Rong Zheng instantly realized she had been overthinking things. "Your affairs are never a trouble" was definitely not meant to show any favoritism; it was just a casual and polite reply.

"They left."

The hospital's underground parking garage.

Song Shiyan sat in the driver's seat. Rong Zheng subconsciously opened the back door, but before she could get in, the man's deep, clear voice came from the front, "Are you treating me like a driver?"

How could she dare?

Rong Zheng immediately closed the back door, opened the passenger door, got in, glanced at the man sitting next to her, and felt that sitting like this wasn't quite right.

Suddenly, the man leaned closer to her.

Rong Zheng was so frightened that she immediately pressed her back against the chair, staring in shock at the man who was so close to her. Why was he suddenly leaning in like that?

The cool, woody scent emanating from him filled her nostrils, and she recalled that she seemed to have smelled this scent before she fainted.

So that embrace belonged to Song Shiyan?

Upon considering this possibility, Rong Zheng's face instantly flushed.