Song Zhenzhen stared at Song Yi in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief. A sharp pain shot through her, and her eyes filled with tears.

"I've put up with you for a long time. Don't you dare scold her." Song Yi put his arm around Mu Fang, threw down these words, and went upstairs.

By the time Song Zhenzhen came to her senses, the two had already disappeared at the top of the stairs.

The hatred in her eyes intensified. She grabbed her bag from the sofa and immediately ran out the door.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, Mu Fang watched Song Zhenzhen leave in a hurry, her eyes devoid of emotion.

In fact, she was not affected by Song Zhenzhen's words at all.

Ultimately, the Song family members were insignificant to her.

The only one who can hurt her is Song Yi; no one else matters.

"Why do you have new calcium tablets in your bag?" Song Yi asked suspiciously.

He walked straight to Mu Fang, squatted down, and examined her calves.

Mu Fang said, "Today at the airport, I suddenly got a leg cramp. Pearl gave me the calcium tablets."

"It's alright now. Ayan and the others escorted me back to the entrance before leaving."

Song Yi frowned, picked her up by the waist, and placed her on the bed.

Then I sat on the edge of the bed and started massaging her calves, my brows furrowed the whole time.

A warm feeling washed over Mu Fang. Looking at his expression, she chuckled softly, "Don't be too nervous. Pearl said this is normal."

Song Yi paused for a moment, massaging her calf with one hand and gently stroking her protruding belly with the other.

A gentle light shone in his eyes, and his mood was quite peculiar.

"Let's go back to Beijing next week. The Mu family's house should be habitable after some repairs," Mu Fang said calmly.

She felt a sense of rejection because she was afraid to face it, but after so many years, she should go back to pay respects to her parents.

Song Yi held her hand tightly, as if to comfort her or to encourage her.