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

Xian Si was stunned, "Boss Rong is looking for me?"

Ling Zhou nodded, "Yes, he wants you to go over right away."

Xian Si was quite surprised. "Okay. I'll tell my wife."

Ling Zhou heard this and didn't want to rush him, "Okay."

Soon, Xiansi came out of Sang Yuwan's office and walked quickly towards the office at the other end.

Ling Zhou didn't inform her and let her in directly after knocking on the door.

Xian Si walked to the desk and stood straight, "Boss Rong, you're looking for me?"

Rong Zhi raised his eyes and gave her a mysterious look, "Did you see Shen Yilin last night?"

Xian Si's heart skipped a beat, and she pursed her lips, "I've seen it."

Rong Zhi asked again, "What did he say?"

Xian Si's back tensed. "He told Miss Xinglan that they will meet again in the future."

"When?" Rong Zhi withdrew his gaze, flipped through the documents in front of him, and spoke in a cold tone.

"He didn't say." Xian Si said calmly.

Rong Zhi picked up the pen and signed his name at the end of the document.

Xian Si pondered silently in his heart, "He called me over here just for this?"

Rong Zhi closed the signed document and then opened the next one.

Xiansi hesitated whether to speak.

"Why did Madam leave the hospital early?" Rong Zhi asked calmly without any emotion.

Xian Si was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly. "My wife said that there was too much work backlog and she was in a hurry to come back and deal with it."

Rong Zhi raised his eyelids, his eyes deep, "Tell the truth."

Xiansi's heart suddenly shrank, as if it had stopped beating for a second. His fingertips pressed lightly against his palm. "I'm telling the truth."

Rong Zhi pursed his lips, the corners of his lips curling slightly, "She asked you to buy a recorder, right?"

Xian Si was stunned and took a deep breath. "Yes."

She didn't deny it.

Who is Rong Zhi? He can ask such a question. Obviously he already knows the answer.

"Where is the recorder now?" Rong Zhi asked coldly.

Xian Si replied, "Of course it's in Madam's hands."

Rong Zhi's eyes were cold and his tone was stern, "Find an opportunity to clear out the things inside."

Xian Si's heartbeat quickened, and her eyelashes fluttered. She was silent for several seconds before she responded, "Second Master, I'm sorry I can't obey your command."

Rong Zhi leaned back and glared at her coldly, "Assistant Ji, what did I say to you when I assigned you to her three years ago?"

Xian Si's breathing became tense, his face suddenly turned pale as snow, and it felt like a huge rock was pressing on his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Rong Zhi stood up, walked to the window, and lit a cigarette. White mist swirled around, and the fireworks were scarlet.

Every cell in Xiansi's body tensed up, and his heart was in his throat.

Rong Zhi turned his back to her, exhaled a puff of smoke with a stern expression, and slowly spoke, "I told you that from tonight onwards, no matter what happens, you must put her first. Even if it costs your own life, you must protect her."

Xian Si's heart suddenly tightened, and he swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "Second Master, I have been like this for the past three years..."

Rong Zhi took a deep breath, the smoke rushing into his throat, bringing with it a lingering bitterness, "That recorder recorded something Madam shouldn't have heard."

Xian Si's breath was choked, and he clenched his fingers tightly, taking a deep breath, feeling anxious and uneasy. "Second Master, if the Madam has already heard it, then I will be..."

Rong Zhi's pupils were covered with a layer of white smoke, and his eyes became increasingly dark and unpredictable. "Give it to me, I'll take care of it."

Xian Si felt like a thorn in his back, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "Second Master, I'm afraid this will be difficult for me to do."

Rong Zhi leaned slightly to the side, his face half stern and cold, "There is nothing impossible in this world."

Xian Si's body trembled, and his fingertips pierced the palm of his hand. He knelt on the ground with a "thump", "Second Master, I don't want to leave Madam..."

Rong Zhi's pupils shrank slightly, and a cold expression lingered on his lips. "In consideration of your diligence over the past three years, I won't take the things."

"Thank you, Second Master..." Xian Si trembled.

boom--

The office door was pushed open heavily from the outside.

Sang Yuwan, dressed in a black business suit, walked in from outside.

She saw Xian Si kneeling on the ground, her brows tightened, and her chest heaved violently, "Rong Zhi, what are you doing?"

Xian Si turned his head, his eyes widening, "Madam?"

Rong Zhi put out his cigarette and opened the window. Then, he turned around, his eyes darkening slightly, and said sarcastically, "Assistant Ji, I just wanted to ask you for a small favor, and you resorted to this."

Xian Si's heart burned, and her breathing became tight, "Boss Rong, I..."

Sang Yuwan walked to her side, lowered his eyes, and scolded in a low voice, "Why don't you get up?"

Xian Si bit the corner of her lip, slowly stood up, and silently retreated behind Sang Yuwan.

"What does Mr. Rong ask you to do?" Sang Yuwan asked coldly.

Xian Si spoke with difficulty, "He asked me to give him the recorder."

Sang Yuwan looked at Rong Zhi and could clearly feel his expression stiffen for a moment. His eyes darkened and he said to Xian Si, "You go out first."

"Yes." Xian Si walked out in panic.

The office door closed gently, and the air suddenly became cold.

Sang Yuwan's dark eyes were deep, like a whirlpool that threatened to swallow someone up. "Rongzhi, do you want to clear up the conversation between you and Shen Yilin?"

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes, reflecting her clear and pure face. That face was filled with anger, yet also with a touch of sadness. A pang of pain pierced his heart, and he whispered, "Yes."

Sang Yuwan's body trembled slightly, "Rong Zhi, tell me, what do you know?"

Rong Zhi took a deep breath and walked over to her. He reached out and held her arm, "I just don't want you to be affected by such filthy words."

Sang Yuwan paused for a moment, then laughed in anger, "Really?"

Rong Zhi's eyes were calm, "Yes."

How could Sang Yuwan possibly believe it? She curled her lips and sneered, "Men's mouths are deceitful."

Rong Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, without any panic on his face, "I told you, you can try to trust me."

Sang Yuwan broke free from his hand, turned around and walked to the desk.

Rong Zhi also turned sideways and looked at her back, his eyes complex and intense, as if to penetrate her.

"Master Rong, stop pretending." Sang Yuwan said coldly as he looked at the pile of documents on the desk.

"It seems that Madam already knows my life experience." Rong Zhi's low and magnetic voice revealed a bit of loneliness and helplessness.

Sang Yuwan's heart felt as if shrouded in a thin mist, gloomy and heavy. Suddenly, a sneer played at the corner of his mouth. He walked behind the desk, pulled out the large chair, and sat down.

She looked at Rong Zhi without saying a word.

Rong Zhi's heart suddenly sank, and he felt empty and panicky.

Time flows quietly, and the temperature in the office becomes lower and lower.

Just as Rong Zhi was about to speak, Sang Yuwan spoke first.

"Master Rong, you are the heir of the Rong family. Isn't it a bit of a waste of your talent to be a mere vice president here?"