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

"Rongzhi, I know what you are planning." Bo Yuheng took two deep breaths.

"Six years ago, you faked your death in a car accident so that one day you could completely avenge Bo Xingzhi. Not only did you want to take over the Bo family and the Bo family, you also wanted to take his woman for yourself... cough..."

Anger and resentment intertwined, blood spread.

Bo Yuheng started coughing violently.

Rong Zhi's expression remained calm. "Second Uncle, is there anything else you want to say?"

Bo Yuheng covered his forehead with his hands, his face pale and blue, "Rongzhi, I'm going to tell Sang Yuwan now..."

Rong Zhi sneered, "Second Uncle, between you and me, who will she believe?"

Bo Yuheng gasped, "She's not a pushover."

Rong Zhi glared at him coldly, his pupils dark, "As long as Second Uncle knows."

"You..." Bo Yuheng's heart suddenly ached, his face turned pale as snow, and dense cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Rong Zhi pressed the intercom, "Assistant Ling, come in."

Ling Zhou quickly pushed the door open and helped Bo Yuheng out.

Rong Zhi looked at the bloodstains on the carpet, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he asked the man in black to remove the entire carpet.

Two people were absent from the shareholders' meeting this morning.

One is Ning Wanzhen, the other is Bo Yuheng.

Several resolutions were passed unanimously.

After the meeting, Sang Yuwan deliberately kept Rong Zhi.

"What's going on with Bo Yuheng?"

Rong Zhi sat on her left, turned his chair around, and faced her directly. His deep eyes flickered.

"He said some things he shouldn't have said, so I taught him a lesson."

Sang Yuwan frowned when she heard this. "Even so, you should be mindful of the occasion. This is at the company, not the old house."

Rong Zhi looked calm, "I'll pay attention next time."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, and after a few seconds of silence, she suddenly asked him, "Grandpa Rong's funeral will be tomorrow. Aren't you planning to go back and see him off?"

Rong Zhi's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and he raised his eyebrows, "Why should I go back?"

A hint of darkness appeared in Sang Yuwan's eyes, "He is your grandfather."

"Heh." Rong Zhi let out a sneer. "If you were me, would you go back?"

The temperature dropped sharply in the huge office.

Sang Yuwan's heart tightened, and she held the pen tightly. "But I'm not you."

Rong Zhi's expression calmed down again, and his tone became very gentle, "If you knew the inside story, you wouldn't have persuaded me to return to the Rong family."

Sang Yuwan was stunned.

hum-

The phone on the conference table rang.

Sang Yuwan picked it up and saw that it was Ming Zhan.

She immediately stood up and pressed the answer button, "Second brother..."

Rong Zhi looked at her leaving back, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

The man in black came in and lowered his voice, "Second Master, I've got some clues on the matter you asked me to investigate..."

Rong Zhi's eyes tightened and he interrupted him, "Let's talk about it back in the office."

The man in black immediately shut up.

Rong Zhi uncrossed his legs, stood up, and strode towards the door of the meeting room.

"Has the lunch Aunt Qiu made been delivered?"

The man in black replied, "It seems not yet."

Rong Zhi's steps suddenly became heavier, "What's going on?"

The man in black followed behind him, lowering his head. "The second young master of the Ming family is here. I guess the lady has a dinner appointment with him."

Rong Zhi's expression froze and his eyes suddenly became cold.

Seeing this, the man in black dared not say anything more.

After passing the water bar, Rong Zhi suddenly changed direction and walked directly towards Sang Yuwan's office.

The man in black was stunned and hesitated whether to follow.

Xian Si walked over holding a stack of documents.

The man in black thought for a moment. Rong Zhi's sudden decision to go look for Sang Yuwan was probably due to jealousy. He curled his lips and turned quickly.

Xiansi didn't expect him to turn around suddenly, and before he could retract his feet, the two of them bumped into each other.

The documents were scattered all over the floor.

"Sorry, Assistant Ji." The man in black hurriedly squatted down to help pick up the documents.

Xian Si's eyes were full of vigilance, and he immediately stopped her, "Don't move, I'll do it myself."

The man in black stretched out his hand and froze in mid-air. He slowly looked away and asked, "Did it hurt?"

Xian Si quickly gathered the documents and said hurriedly, "It's okay."

Seeing that she was clearly wary of him, the man in black stood up and said, "If you need anything, come find me later. I'm leaving now."

Xian Si was busy picking up the documents and didn't look at him. "Okay."

The man in black walked away quickly.

The moment he looked away, he saw an investigation report on Rong Zhi's identity.

He couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Rong Zhi.

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Rong Zhi had just walked to the door of the chairman's secretary's office when he saw Ming Zhan and Sang Yuwan entering the office together.

His handsome brows furrowed, and the look in his eyes suddenly darkened. Uneasy, lost, and a touch of desolate.

At this time, Minglang was the only one left in the secretary's office, as everyone else had gone downstairs to eat.

"Second Master, do you have something to talk to Madam about?" Minglang was stunned when he saw him.

Rong Zhi didn't look at him and asked casually, "What did Aunt Qiu do today?"

Minglang was stunned again. "My wife has an appointment for lunch today. So..."

Rong Zhi's heart was filled with a surge of emotions, and an indescribable heaviness washed over him. His face remained calm, "She's just been discharged from the hospital, so she's not suitable for eating outside. Go to Qinghe Garden right away and bring her lunch."

Minglang was stunned. "Should I ask the Madam?"

In the light and shadow, Rong Zhi's face was half in the light and half in the shadow, his eyes were dim and unclear, making it difficult to understand.

"You have to ask her about such trivial matters. Do you think her workload is too little?"

The voice was cold, as if it had been hardened by ice.

Minglang shivered involuntarily.

Rong Zhi glanced at him disdainfully, took a step forward, and walked straight to the door of Sang Yuwan's office.

Minglang bit the corner of his lip, his expression looking a little unhappy.

It was he who called Ming Zhan over.

He thought Ming Zhan could persuade Sang Yuwan to reduce her workload and shorten her working hours.

After all, she is pregnant now and cannot have any accidents.

Rong Zhi's reaction clearly showed that he was very bothered by Sang Yuwan and Ming Zhan being together.

His thoughts are not only known to himself and Xiansi, but also to the people around him.

When Minglang thought of this, he felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart, and he felt a little breathless.

He was hesitating whether to go to Qinghe Garden, but Rong Zhi had already pushed the door and walked in.

Sang Yuwan was talking to Ming Zhan. When they heard the sound, they both looked over.

"Madam, are you having a visitor?"

Rong Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke in a calm tone.

Ming Zhan, who was sitting opposite Sang Yuwan, felt an aggressive aura. Without waiting for Sang Yuwan's response, he stood up and greeted Rong Zhi politely.

"Second Master, we meet again."

After a pause, he said another sentence.

"To Wan'er, I'm not a guest."

You know everything.

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened a bit, and he smiled, "Madam is already a member of the Bo family, so why aren't your family members considered guests?"