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

Chapter 115: Brother 2 is looking more and more like his cousin

The man in black also looked nervous, "Yes, it's her."

Rong Zhi sneered, "She came back just in time."

The man in black said, "Second Master, she didn't even come to the funeral when Master Bo passed away. What could be her purpose in coming to Jiangcheng now?"

Rong Zhi retracted his gaze, lowered his eyelids slightly, picked up a document and looked through it, "What do you think?"

The man in black pondered for a few seconds, his tone uncertain, "She's probably just like the second and third wives, coveting the Bo family's wealth."

A glimmer of light flashed across Rong Zhi's eyes, fleetingly, "She deserves it."

The man in black frowned, "Second Master, although she is an outsider, Ning Wanzhen treats her like her own daughter."

"No matter how close I am, I can never be closer than my own grandson." Rong Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled, but seemed not to smile.

The man in black thought he was right, "Second Master is right."

Rong Zhi read through the document quickly, took the pen, and signed his name.

The two words "Rong Zhi" are vigorous and powerful.

The man in black took the signed document away.

Rong Zhi took a sip of water and was about to send a message to Sang Yuwan. Unexpectedly, the other party called her.

He raised an eyebrow, his expression warm, "Madam, haven't you rested yet?"

Sang Yuwan's tone was a little cold, "You let Mingmei return to work?"

Rong Zhi stood up, leaned against the edge of the desk, and pinched his swollen nose bridge. "You didn't call me, so I thought you acquiesced to my proposal."

Sang Yuwan's tone became even colder, "Is the matter settled?"

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes, a faint smile appearing in his eyes, "Leave no trace."

Sang Yuwan questioned, "Are you sure?"

Rong Zhi replied, "Madam, you might as well call Mingmei and confirm it yourself."

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Since this matter has been handed over to Second Master to handle, I will only ask you for help if any problems arise in the future."

Rong Zhi pursed his lips and murmured, "Okay."

On the other end of the phone, Sang Yuwan felt a prick in her eardrum, and her heart felt like an electric current was passing through it, causing her to feel an inexplicable throbbing.

Seeing her silence, Rong Zhi slowly spoke again, "Ning Xiner came to Jiangcheng, did you know?"

Sang Yuwan's tone was a little heavy, "I know." After a pause, she added, "As soon as she arrived, she tried to sow discord between me and the old lady. This cousin Bo Xingzhi is really capable."

"It seems that Madam has planted spies in the old house. That's right." Rong Zhi raised his eyebrows and joked.

Sang Yuwan's voice was still cold. "With my current status, do I really need to do this?"

Rong Zhi smiled and said, "Indeed, Madam is now the head of the Bo family. If there is any disturbance in the Bo family, someone will naturally report to you."

"Heh." Sang Yuwan sneered.

Rong Zhi checked the time and said, "It's getting late. You should go to bed early."

Sang Yuwan replied, "Hang up."

Rong Zhi raised his lips, "Good night."

"Beep beep..."

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone.

Rong Zhi slowly removed the phone from his ear, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

"It seems that she knows to be wary of Ning Xiner without my reminder."

-

The next day.

As soon as Sang Yuwan arrived at the Bo Group, she saw Ning Xiner who had been waiting for a long time.

"Cousin-in-law." Ning Xiner was wearing a white cashmere coat, and her long, straight black hair was soft and shiny.

"Xin'er? When did you come to Jiangcheng?" Sang Yuwan asked politely with a hint of surprise.

Ning Xiner seemed a little reserved and nervous. "My flight was delayed, so I arrived very late yesterday. I wanted to visit you first, but my aunt said it was too late and you were probably resting. So..."

Sang Yuwan didn't let her into the office, but pulled out a chair in the meeting room and sat down.

Ning Xiner sat down, feeling indignant but wearing a respectful smile. She handed over the gift bag she had brought.

"Cousin, I don't know what you like, nor do I know what to give you. Since you sign every day, I ordered a Pen & Ink Shop Pen for you. I hope you like it."

Although Sang Yuwan felt disgusted in her heart, she remained polite on the surface, "I'm sorry for the trouble. Thank you very much."

Ning Xiner put her legs together and sat in a stiff posture. "Cousin, I moved into the Bo family without your consent. You won't be angry, will you?"

Seeing her teasing, Sang Yuwan's lips twitched slightly. "You are Xingzhi's cousin. I welcome you so much. How could you be angry? Am I such a stingy person in your eyes?"

Ning Xiner's heartbeat tightened, and the muscles on her face twitched slightly. "Cousin, that's not what I meant. Everyone knows what kind of person she is. What I meant was..."

Xian Si came in and said, "Chairman, it's time for the morning meeting."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan said to Ning Xiner, "Sorry, I have to excuse myself."

Ning Xiner saw the alienation in her eyes, and the cruelty in her heart grew deeper and deeper. "Cousin, you are busy. I will go back to accompany my aunt."

Sang Yuwan nodded slightly, "Okay."

Ning Xiner couldn't sit still any longer, so she stood up and left with a smile.

Sang Yuwan slowly stood up, glanced at the gift bag on the table, and said to Xiansi, "Check it carefully."

Xian Si was puzzled, "Madam is worried..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes were cold, "Be more cautious."

Xian Si responded, "Yes."

Ning Xiner walked towards the elevator and saw a tall and straight figure coming towards her.

Her pupils shrank and her heartbeat instantly accelerated, almost jumping out of her chest.

Rong Zhi had noticed her a long time ago, but he turned a blind eye to her.

Ning Xiner suppressed her panic, stood still, and called out, "Second brother."

"Are you Ning Xiner?" Rong Zhi's face was cold and his aura was intimidating.

Ning Xiner couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

One, two people facing her, all acting.

Sang Yuwan pretended not to know that she had been to Bo's house last night. Rong Zhi pretended even more, pretending not to know her.

Ning Xiner took a deep breath, her fingers clenching around her bag. "It's true that noble people tend to forget things. Second Brother doesn't even recognize me."

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes and stared at her for a few seconds. "They say girls change a lot when they grow up. We haven't seen each other for six years. I really can't recognize you."

Ning Xiner's lips curved up, "Second brother is still as handsome as ever, and he looks more and more like my cousin."

Rong Zhi felt like a thorn had pierced his heart, and a thin layer of frost covered his stern face. "You really know how to talk."

Ning Xiner blinked, "It seems that Second Master also agrees with me."

Rong Zhi frowned slightly, not smiling, "Don't tell this to the old lady."

Ning Xiner curled her lips slightly, "Don't worry, second brother. Although I am not sensible, I still know my limits sometimes."

Rong Zhi sneered and then strode towards Sang Yuwan's office.

Ning Xiner stood there, looking at his back. Red and cruelty intertwined, swirling in her eyes.

"Don't be so complacent, huh."

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