Rong Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and she responded enthusiastically.
Fu Jingsheng rubbed shower gel into his palm, created lather, and placed it on his wife's back, gently drawing circles. Soap bubbles floated on the steaming water.
"Fu Jingsheng, that's enough." Rong Yan moved aside. "There are a lot of things to do tomorrow."
The man rinsed the bubbles off the woman with the showerhead: "Okay."
On this rare night, the two of them settled down and slept peacefully on their pillows.
The next morning, the old lady probably realized that she had gone too far the night before, so she got up early and made shepherd's purse dumplings with the maid, which were Fu Jingsheng's favorite.
Seeing her grandson come downstairs, the old woman greeted him with a smile: "Jingsheng, Grandma made shepherd's purse dumplings." She wheeled her wheelchair to Fu Jingsheng.
"Xiao Wang, the young master is up. Hurry up and make the dumplings."
If Fu Jingsheng stays up late, he won't be able to eat breakfast the next morning. He was going to tell his grandmother that he wouldn't eat. Rong Yan knew her husband's habit, but now that the old lady had paved the way, she had to accept it.
She quickly said, "I also love shepherd's purse dumplings, Grandma, did you make them?"
"Yes, I bought shepherd's purse at the market this morning. They chopped it into filling, and I made the dumplings." The old lady nodded.
"Grandma, is there any for me? I want some soup." Rong Yan asked.
"Of course." The old lady smiled and called to the kitchen, "Xiao Wang, one bowl of soup dumplings and one bowl of dry dumplings. Remember not to put MSG in the seasoning."
Seeing that Rong Yan wanted to eat, Fu Jingsheng said, "Give me a few less; I can't eat much in the morning."
"Grandma, you should join us too." Rong Yan pushed the old lady's wheelchair to the dining table.
"Where's my mom?" Rong Yan only then realized that Han Yue was not there.
The old lady replied, "She went for a run with Xiaobaihe early this morning. We'll eat our food."
After breakfast, the old lady saw Fu Jingsheng and the others off.
Fu Jingsheng found another so-called victim in town. Like Qin Fei, the person firmly denied that anyone had instructed him, only saying that Songshan Clinic had done half a good deed and then abandoned them, which led to them not having money to buy medicine later and their condition worsening.
One day, after visiting several places and almost giving up, Rong Yan saw hope.
As evening fell, the car stopped at the last address. Rong Yan didn't want to get out of the car anymore. The woman hung her head, completely lacking energy.
Fu Jingsheng went to check on things first and met the person involved and their parents.
The room was noisy, with two elderly people pointing and gesturing at the young man in front of them.
"Excuse me, is this Fan Xiaohe's house?" Fu Jingsheng interrupted the old man and asked.
The two people stopped talking abruptly and looked at Fu Jingsheng with puzzled expressions: "Who are you?"
The man explained his purpose.
The two elderly people immediately understood and invited Fu Jingsheng to sit down.
"Are you Fan Xiaohe?" Fu Jingsheng guessed that the young man was the person he was looking for.
The woman hesitated and stammered.
The old man answered on her behalf: "She is."
As soon as he finished speaking, they knelt down on the ground with a thud, and Fu Jingsheng immediately called Rong Yan.
Fan Xiaohe shrank to the side without saying a word.
It turned out that the two elderly people had heard about their benefactor at the construction site, but they never expected that their daughter had joined some kind of victim alliance and was slandering their benefactor for not helping her to the end.
They went home before finishing their work that day. They understood the principle of repaying a small kindness tenfold, and scolded their daughter for two days, demanding that she come forward, explain the truth, and apologize to their benefactor. However, their daughter said that she had already taken the money and spent it—a considerable amount, 20,000 yuan—which they would have to work for six months without eating or drinking.
Unexpectedly, Rong Yan showed up at the door.
The elderly woman had seen Rong Yan's photo on her phone before. She recognized her at a glance, rubbed her hands on her clothes, and then held Rong Yan's hand, repeatedly saying sorry.
Rong Yan agreed to help Fan Xiaohe pay back 20,000 yuan, on the condition that she step forward. However, Fan Xiaohe only knew that the person behind her was called "Mr.", but she didn't know his real name at all.
After leaving Fan Xiaohe's house, Fu Jingsheng contacted two people in his car to come and protect Fan Xiaohe, while Rong Yan contacted a reporter friend to publish Fan Xiaohe's clarification essay as soon as it was written.
After confirming that there was a mastermind behind it all, Rong Yan became even more tense. She arranged for several employees to return to the clinic and retrieve all the patient records from over the years to verify the subsequent events and whether there were any cases where the patients' conditions worsened after receiving treatment at Songshan Clinic.
“Fu Jingsheng.” Rong Yan hesitated, “Could it be Rong Bing? Logically speaking, she doesn’t have the brains for that, but besides her, I don’t know who else hates me.”
The man interlaced his fingers under his chin as he pondered. Rong Yan had only been back in Tiancheng for a short time, and given her personality, she was unlikely to offend anyone easily. Rong Bing was indeed a possibility.
“I called Jingchen and asked him to come over tonight. He pleaded for Rong Bing last time, so he should know about Rong Bing’s situation.” Fu Jingsheng immediately dialed his brother’s number.
Fu Jingchen arranged for Rong Bing to stay in Mengzhou. Although the woman still couldn't return to Tiancheng, she was in a nearby city, and he hired two people to take care of her, so her living conditions were much better.
Rong Bing sat in the courtyard in a daze every day, and only when she saw Fu Jingchen pass by did her eyes light up a little.
She knew how difficult it was to move to Mengzhou, and she couldn't be a burden to Fu Jingchen any longer.
Occasionally, Lin Wei would contact her to talk about the situation at the Fu family, but Rong Bing found that the good or bad of the Fu family could no longer affect her emotions. She told Lin Wei that she would no longer ask about Fu Jingsheng and the others.
After Songshan Clinic was once again thrust into the spotlight, Fu Jingchen sent Rong Bing a message, using the excuse of visiting her, as he wanted to know if Rong Bing was involved in the matter.
Rong Bing knew the man's intention; he was doubting her.
The woman also wanted to talk to Fu Jingchen, so the two arranged a time to meet.
When Rong Bing woke up in the morning, she put on exquisite makeup. Although she couldn't compare to her previous appearance, she was still the most beautiful she had been all year.
She asked her aunt to make glutinous rice balls with sesame filling, which Fu Jingchen loves.
She sat in the courtyard staring at the gate, waiting all morning, and finally saw Fu Jingchen.
The moment the man opened the car door, a smile involuntarily appeared on the woman's face.
Fu Jingchen frowned, and without a word of pleasantries, asked directly, "Did you organize the Victims' Alliance?"
Rong Bing smiled wryly: "I knew you were concerned about this. It wasn't me. I don't have that ability. I'm someone who can't even leave the courtyard alone, how could I organize so many people?"
Rong Bing handed her phone to Fu Jingchen: "If you don't believe me, check it yourself."
The man breathed a sigh of relief, pulled up a stool and sat down next to Rong Bing. "It's good that it wasn't you. My brother and the others are investigating. They finally managed to get you out."
Rong Bing tilted her head, her expression full of helplessness: "Jing Chen, if someone does something wrong and truly repents, can they still be forgiven?"
After saying that, she mustered up her courage and took Fu Jingchen's hand.
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