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

The people outside the door are still arguing.

"Wanwan... Wanwan... open the door quickly."

"Mrs. Ming, the lady is really asleep."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Sang Yuwan hurried over, pushed him, and whispered a warning.

"Go in and stay here quietly. Don't come out until I tell you to."

His back was broad and solid. When she pushed, the muscles tensed.

Sang Yuwan was so anxious that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground, step him in, and then fill the hole with cement.

Rong Zhi was not in a hurry at all. He curled his lips and said slowly, "I am not ashamed to be seen?"

Sang Yuwan glared at him fiercely, "What do you think?"

"Wanwan... Wanwan... open the door quickly."

"Mrs. Ming, please don't be like this."

"You guys are so careless. You didn't open the door even after I called you for so long. Something must have happened to Wanwan."

"Mrs. Ming, the madam was just too tired and fell asleep."

"Even if you're asleep, you should wake up."

"Mrs. Ming, this is the Bo family..."

"Kid, what's wrong with you today? Is there a man hiding in Wanwan's house?"

Sang Yuwan was frightened and his temples were throbbing when he heard this.

She glared at Rong Zhi hatefully and said through gritted teeth, "Go in!"

Rong Zhi stood with his hands hanging down, his expression calm and indifferent.

His feet seemed to have taken root and were fixed there.

The conversation at the door came in waves.

"Mrs. Ming, how could you think that? Don't you know what kind of person Madam is?"

"Xian Si, you're being so hesitant. I can tell there's something wrong. Ming Lang, come here and kick the door open for me."

"Madam, I wouldn't dare to do that even if you kill me."

"You...you guys...Wanwan..."

Jingle Bell--

Sang Yuwan's cell phone, which was placed on the coffee table, suddenly rang.

Rong Zhi glanced at him with a calm expression, neither anxious nor impatient.

Sang Yuwan's emotions were on the verge of rage, and even her breathing was a little difficult. "Whatever you want, I will agree to it."

"Okay." Rong Zhi glanced sideways, stared at her pretty face with anger, and raised his eyebrows.

Sang Yuwan was so angry that she felt dizzy and held her forehead, "Remember what I said, I didn't tell you not to come out."

"Hmm." Rong Zhi sighed softly and walked towards the bathroom.

click-

There was a crisp sound of the bathroom door closing.

Sang Yuwan then bent down to pick up her cell phone and lay back down on the sofa.

He took two deep breaths, calmed himself down, and pressed the answer button.

"Auntie..."

"Wanwan, open the door quickly."

Sang Yuwan coughed lightly, pretending to be woken up, her voice slightly hoarse, "Auntie, where are you now?"

"I'm at the door of your room."

Sang Yuwan's palms were slightly damp, and she glanced towards the bathroom. "Is Xiansi with you?"

"She and Minglang are both here. I don't know what's going on, but they just won't open the door for me."

Sang Yuwan's heart sank, suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, and whispered, "Come in."

"Okay." The other party said in surprise.

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone and slowly sat up. She ran her hands through her hair, looking like she had just woken up.

blah-

The door of the room opened, and hurried and messy footsteps were heard.

A middle-aged woman in a camel coat walked in quickly, holding two gift boxes in her hands.

Seeing Sang Yuwan sitting on the sofa, her eyes suddenly turned red, "Wanwan, are you okay?"

"You've seen whether I'm good or not."

Sang Yuwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fluctuating emotions slowly calmed down.

If someone else had made such a noise at the door, she would have asked Minglang to teach her a lesson long ago.

This was the only one she couldn't take action against.

Because this is her only blood relative in this world.

Her mother's younger sister.

Her aunt, Lan Xiya.

The second wife of Ming Yu, the head of the Ming family.

That year, her parents died unexpectedly. If her aunt had not begged the Ming family to take her in, she would have had to go to an orphanage.

No matter what happens later, the blood relationship and the grace of upbringing can never be severed.

"Aunt, why are you here?" Sang Yuwan leaned back and adjusted her sitting position.

"I'm just worried about you. As soon as Master Bo got into trouble, I wanted to come and see you. You didn't let the Ming family attend the funeral, so I forced myself not to come."

Lan Xiya put down the gift box, sat down next to Sang Yuwan, held her hands, and said with some concern, "Wanwan, why do you look so bad? Why don't you call a doctor to take a look?"

Sang Yuwan calmly took her hand away, a hint of alienation between her brows, "I wanted to have a good sleep, but you woke me up. How can I look good?"

Lan Xiya smiled awkwardly and said, "I should have called you in advance."

Sang Yuwan clenched his right fist and gently hit his swollen forehead.

A trace of heartache flashed across Lan Xiya's eyes, "Wanwan, do you want me to massage you?"

Sang Yuwan refused coldly, "No thanks."

Xian Si, who followed in, wrung his hands and looked around.

Sang Yuwan glanced at her from the corner of her eye and said, "Go, pour Mrs. Ming a glass of water."

"Yes." Xian Si responded, and when he noticed the bowl of fruit porridge that had spilled on the ground, his heart suddenly tightened.

Lan Xiya's eyes flickered, and she saw it too. She was stunned for a moment, "What happened?"

Sang Yuwan's heart sank, and she felt strangely guilty. She clutched the blanket tightly around her and glanced at the phone on the coffee table.

"I was in a hurry to answer your call and accidentally knocked it over."

Then, he raised his eyes and scolded Xian Si, "Don't send anything up here unless I tell you to."

Xian Si lowered his head and looked at her, his eyes flickering.

"Ma'am, I saw that you had hypoglycemia, so I wanted you to eat something to fill it up. I didn't expect that when I brought it to you, you were already asleep."

"It's not cleaned up yet."

Sang Yuwan raised the corners of her eyes, and an inexplicable light flashed across her eyes, disappearing in a flash.

"Madam, I'll handle it right away." Xian Si understood and quickly turned around and walked out.

Lan Xiya looked at the wet carpet and said guiltily, "It's all my fault. I scared you. Is your hand okay?"

"It's okay." Sang Yuwan's face was calm, but her heart was surging.

There was a man "hiding" in the bathroom.

Moreover, this man is her nominal "brother-in-law".

If someone found out, she would be drowned in spit.

If Lan Xiya saw this scene, she would definitely not give her the slightest bit of dignity, just like she did six years ago.

"I'm glad you're okay..." Lan Xiya smiled.

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, her tone clearly showing displeasure. "Aunt, we've seen the person. You can rest assured and go back."

Lan Xiya felt a little lost. "Wanwan, I know you still hate me, but back then I..."

"It's been so long, I've forgotten about it. Aunt, I'm a little tired and want to have a good sleep."

Sang Yuwan glanced to the side, with obvious red bloodshot under her eyes.

Lan Xiya's heart ached. "Wanwan, seeing you so tired makes me feel really bad. Now that Master Bo is gone, the burden on your shoulders has become even heavier..."

As she spoke, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Sang Yuwan frowned and her eyes darkened.

How could she not hear the hidden meaning in Lan Xiya's words?

But no matter how angry or annoyed he was, he couldn't force her to leave.

But I don’t know how long the man in the bathroom can stay there quietly.

If you can't stay, push the door open and come out.

Sang Yuwan couldn't imagine how devastating that scene would be.