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

Ming Zhan was surprised for a moment, "Wan'er..."

Sang Yuwan said softly, "Second brother, I understand Uncle Ming. If it weren't for his cruelty, you wouldn't have made such rapid progress. And I wouldn't have grown up so quickly. It's said that parents who love their children plan for them in the long run. To me, Uncle Ming is no different from my own biological parents."

When Ming Zhan heard this, he curled his fingers slightly and looked at her with a complicated expression, "Wan'er, I didn't expect you to be so insightful."

Sang Yuwan raised the corners of her lips, "Second brother, you should let go of the past."

Ming Zhan was stunned for a moment, his chest felt tight, "You just said to Ming Mei..."

"I was just trying to scare her." Sang Yuwan raised her eyebrows, a hint of cunning in her eyes.

Ming Zhan suddenly realized what was happening and smiled, "How can she be your opponent now?"

Sang Yuwan blinked her eyelashes, "Second brother, is this a compliment or criticism?"

Ming Zhan suppressed his emotions and replied with a smile, "Is that even a question?"

Sang Yuwan was about to speak when Minglang knocked on the door and came in.

"Madam, Mr. Shen is here and wants to see you."

Ming Zhan's expression suddenly tensed, "Boss Shen?"

Sang Yuwan explained, "Shen Qianjie from the Shen Group."

Ming Zhan's expression suddenly relaxed, "So it was him."

Sang Yuwan jokingly asked, "Who do you think it is?"

Ming Zhan stood up, bent down, and pulled the corner of the quilt for her, "I thought it was Shen Yilin."

Minglang interrupted, "Don't worry, Second Young Master, he has been confined by Old Master Shen."

Ming Zhan nodded slightly, "Wan'er, I'm leaving. Don't be too tired."

"Okay." Sang Yuwan pursed her lips.

Ming Zhan walked out of the ward and saw the man waiting at the door. His expression suddenly became gloomy.

"Second Young Master Ming." Shen Qianjie spoke first.

Ming Zhan's expression was slightly stern, and he whispered, "Wan'er needs to rest, so don't bother her anymore in the future."

Shen Qianjie looked slightly startled, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "If Second Master hadn't asked Director Sang for something, I wouldn't have come here."

Ming Zhan was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkening, "Second Master? Rong Zhi?"

Shen Qianjie immediately replied, "Second Young Master Ming, the Second Master is still waiting for Director Sang's reply. I'll go in first."

Ming Zhan paused, pursed his lips, and looked mysterious.

Is Rong Zhi trying to avoid suspicion?

Ming Zhan frowned and walked towards the elevator.

"Senior."

A low female voice, nervous and a little flustered.

Ming Zhan stopped and turned to look over.

In the shadows stood a pale girl, tall and thin, wearing a pink floral hospital gown underneath an apricot coat.

"Bo Xinglan?"

Ming Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

Bo Xinglan looked at him coming over, her cheekbones slightly red, and she bit the corner of her lip, "Senior, are you here to see my sister-in-law?"

Ming Zhan stood against the light, his handsome figure becoming more upright and his facial features becoming more profound. "She is not available to see guests now. You should come back to see her later."

Bo Xinglan clenched his fingers, his eyes flashing. After preparing himself mentally, he spoke nervously, "Senior, I... I waited for you..."

Ming Zhan paused and frowned, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Bo Xinglan took a deep breath and pursed his lips, "Senior, I still owe you an apology..."

Ming Zhan's expression froze for a moment, and he was silent for two seconds. "It's over now, you don't have to take it to heart."

Bo Xinglan's nose felt sore and his eyes were slightly red. "Senior, have you really forgiven me?"

Ming Zhan saw that she was in a low mood, and his mood suddenly became heavy. He responded softly, "Yeah."

"Second Young Master, Sixth Miss..." Minglang came out of the ward and saw the two of them, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Bo Xinglan bit her lower lip, her ears reddening, "Senior, thank you."

Ming Zhan said in a low voice, "You're welcome."

Bo Xinglan walked away with his heart pounding.

Minglang walked up to Mingzhan and said, "Second Young Master, you'd better not have any contact with her in the future. She is the woman Shen Yilin likes."

Ming Zhan glanced at him, his pupils dark, "If you let Wan'er get hurt again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he strode towards the elevator.

Minglang stood there in a daze.

-

In the ward.

Shen Qianjie stood respectfully in front of the sofa and handed Sang Yuwan a document. "Director Sang, this is information about Y Group. Please take a look."

Sang Yuwan took it, lowered her eyes and read it carefully.

Shen Qianjie stood aside, not daring to speak.

The air in the ward was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the sound of flipping through documents was infinitely amplified.

Sang Yuwan read every word, a thin layer of frost on her pretty face. "Mr. Shen, in your opinion, who has the greatest chance of winning the bid for this textile factory project?"

"Of course it's the Bo family." Shen Qianjie blurted out without even thinking.

Sang Yuwan sneered, "Speak from the heart."

Shen Qianjie clasped his hands together, straightened his back, and swallowed hard, "Director Sang, I told you, don't be angry."

"Speak." Sang Yuwan's expression became stern and his tone became more serious.

Shen Qianjie took a deep breath and spoke boldly, "Y Group has a better chance of winning..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes grew colder. "Go on."

Shen Qianjie broke out in a cold sweat, his expression filled with desperation. "Director Sang, after the Shen Corporation withdrew from the bidding, this Y Group took the opportunity to join in. The power behind this is truly not to be underestimated."

Sang Yuwan pressed her lips into a straight line and said nothing.

Shen Qianjie continued, "Director Sang, if it weren't for Second Master, we wouldn't know any information about this Y Group. Moreover, Second Master also said that this information is only superficial."

Sang Yuwan frowned, "Shen Yilin? Huh."

Shen Qianjie was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. "This heir of the Shen family, although young, is ruthless and merciless. Director Sang, this project doesn't bring much profit anyway, so why don't you give it up?"

"Why should I give it up?" Sang Yuwan raised her eyelids slightly, and her facial features were a little sharp.

Shen Qianjie couldn't help but shudder. "The Shen family plays a very important role in the capital, and their network of relationships is extremely complex. We can't afford to offend the big boss behind this Y Group."

Sang Yuwan retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes, and looked at the documents on the coffee table. An intriguing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "What does the Second Master mean?"

Shen Qianjie's legs trembled and he lowered his head, "Yes."

Sang Yuwan's face was slightly startled, and a dark tide suddenly surged in her heart, "Second Master has returned to the capital, and he has become less courageous."

Shen Qianjie's heartbeat quickened, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Sang Yuwan was silent for a few seconds, then whispered, "Tell Second Master, I will never quit this project."

"Director Sang?" Shen Qianjie was stunned.

Sang Yuwan opened her lips slightly, "This is Jiangcheng."

Shen Qianjie understood what she meant.

In Jiangcheng, no one can shake the status of the Bo family.

However, the Shen family is too powerful.

Shen Qianjie gritted his teeth and reminded again, "Director Sang, Wu Yanqing is a fellow disciple of Shen Yinan."

Sang Yuwan sneered, "So what?"