Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Lan Xiya's body stiffened and she looked over.

boom--

The study door slammed shut.

Lan Xiya's eyes widened and she frowned, "What did I just hear?"

Minglang came in at the right time and said to her respectfully, "Madam, I'll take you downstairs."

Lan Xiya subconsciously asked, "Minglang, has the Second Master been here before?"

Minglang's heart suddenly caught in his throat, and he lowered his head slightly. His fingertips pierced into the palm of his hand, and he tried his best to speak calmly.

"Except for you and Madam Bo, no one has been here. Oh, Young Master Mingyi came once. And, early this morning, three staff members from the Independent Commission Against Corruption..."

"Okay, stop talking." Lan Xiya frowned, "I think I heard it wrong."

Minglang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was beating wildly. "Madam, what did you hear?"

Lan Xiya sighed, looking worried, "Nothing."

In the study.

Rong Zhi held Sang Yuwan's waist with both hands, his eyes lowered, and a smile appeared in his pupils.

Sang Yuwan raised her head, anger gleaming in her eyes. Her voice, deliberately lowered, was very soft, yet her tone was very serious. "Rongzhi, don't challenge my patience again and again."

Rong Zhi smiled and said, "Next time, I will just turn off the phone."

"You want to have it again next time?" Sang Yuwan's face turned pale.

Rong Zhi's voice was deep and very magnetic. "I hope that in the future, I can appear here openly and honestly."

Sang Yuwan's heart trembled, and undercurrents surged. She was angry and annoyed, "From now on, you are not allowed to come here."

Rong Zhi reached out and tucked a strand of hair that fell from her forehead behind her ear, "That's hard to say."

Sang Yuwan's face flushed red, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of resentment because of him.

She paused for a few seconds and said coldly, "Get lost."

Rong Zhi didn't let go, and said calmly, "I'm afraid Madam Ming hasn't gone far yet. Wait a minute before I go down."

Sang Yuwan frowned tightly, her chest heaving rapidly, as if the anger had burned to her throat.

Rong Zhi added, "You're pregnant, so try not to get angry."

Before Sang Yuwan could say anything, he added, "By the way, it's written in the guide that for inexperienced new parents like us, it's best to attend a maternity school."

When Sang Yuwan heard this, her angry face instantly turned like a summer thunderstorm, and the atmosphere in the study instantly became tense. She frowned and said in a deep voice, "Who is his father?"

Rong Zhi frowned, a lonely light flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant. After a few seconds, his lips opened slightly, "Bo Xingzhi."

Sang Yuwan broke free from his arms, walked to the window, and turned her back to him.

Rong Zhi turned sideways and looked at her back, with complicated emotions surging in his heart.

Jingle Bell--

The phone rang again and he pressed the answer button.

In an instant, he seemed like a different person. His eyes were cold and his tone was chilling. "Miss Ming, you're trying to catch two fish with one bait. How dare you think that?"

Sang Yuwan's pupils contracted and her brows were furrowed.

Bright?

She had no intention of eavesdropping on Rong Zhi's phone call, but he just stood there without moving.

"You know who your sister Wan is. If she wants to suppress you, forget about getting involved in this circle."

Sang Yuwan listened and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"Do you still have the video?" Rong Zhi's voice came to his ears again.

Sang Yuwan's heart tightened, his lips tightened, and he suppressed the anger in his heart.

Rong Zhi added, "I'll be right over. Before that, you'd better not act rashly."

He hung up the phone and walked over to Sang Yuwan. "Think about Mingmei again."

Sang Yuwan tilted her head, glanced at him, and said coldly, "Tell her that I'm not just trying to make her unable to get along in this circle."

Rong Zhi pursed his lips and said, "I understand." He paused and said, "Let's go."

Sang Yuwan didn't look back and waited until she heard a car horn outside the window before returning to the living room.

She was watching TV, but her mind was thinking about what Rong Zhi had just said.

She also knew that, as a newcomer, Qin Zhihua's acting wasn't as good as Mingmei's. Furthermore, filming for "Time Confessions" had already begun three days, and the crew was quite familiar with Mingmei. Changing roles at the last minute did have a significant impact.

Rong Zhi’s reminder makes sense.

Does she really want to put the entire crew in danger for her own selfish reasons?

Sang Yuwan hesitated.

She thought of the conversation between Rong Zhi and Ming Mei again.

Mingmei said she still had the video.

I don’t know whether it is true or false.

If it were true, Mingmei would impulsively upload the video. Damage to Bo Xingzhi's reputation would be a minor issue, but the Bo Group would be plunged into a huge crisis.

Sang Yuwan thought about it, and finally picked up the phone and called Xiansi.

-

Night falls.

The sky gradually darkened, and a few lonely stars twinkled.

The bright headlights pierced through the black clothes and sped towards the Bo family's old house.

Sitting in the back seat of the car was a young woman, thin and elegantly dressed.

As they were about to arrive at the Bo family's old house, the driver in the front seat glanced in the rearview mirror and asked, "Miss, do you want to call Madam Bo first?"

The woman smiled faintly, "No. I want to give my aunt a surprise."

The driver said in a flattering tone, "Mr. Bo passed away, and the old lady was heartbroken. Seeing you will definitely make her feel better."

The woman curled her lips, "I hope so."

The driver continued, "I heard that Mr. Bo's wife only kept vigil for him at the old house for seven days. After Mr. Bo's funeral, she rarely returned to the Bo family home. I imagine the old lady must be very lonely."

The woman tilted her head and glanced out the window. "From the first moment I saw that woman, I knew she was no ordinary woman."

"She is indeed amazing. A person from another family actually became the head of the Bo family." The driver talked a lot.

The woman snorted coldly, "That's all thanks to Mr. Bo. Without him, would she have been able to sit in that position?"

The driver nodded. "Of course he is. Miss, Mr. Bo is quite interesting. He would rather support a woman than sit on the bus himself."

The woman couldn't help but show anger on her face, "He is even less qualified."

The driver was puzzled. "Although he is the adopted son of the Bo family, your uncle relied heavily on him when he was alive."

The woman's eyes showed a hint of disdain, "Do you know why my uncle adopted him?"

Outside the window, the night is like ink.

The woman's face was gloomy.