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

Sang Yuwan's heartbeat quickened, and it felt like a little deer was gently leaping in her chest. The area behind her ears flushed uncontrollably. She pursed her lips and pulled her hand out of Rong Zhi's grasp. "Was I wrong?"

Rong Zhi raised his eyebrows, his eyes dark, "Although Bo Yuanshan used you, he definitely didn't want to train you into a tamed dog."

The look in Sang Yuwan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Rong Zhi continued, "He wants you to become an invincible wolf."

Sang Yuwan's breathing hitched slightly, and he was silent for a few seconds. A hint of sarcasm appeared in his eyes, "Second Master, you're joking. Could it be that he had already predicted that Bo Xingzhi would die young?"

A dark light flashed in Rong Zhi's eyes, then disappeared in an instant, "He didn't know that Bo Xingzhi would die young..."

"So, why does he want me to be trained as a wolf? Isn't he afraid that I will rebel?" Sang Yuwan interrupted coldly.

Rong Zhi pulled the blanket on her legs again, his eyes swept across her lower abdomen. The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Because he had long known that Bo's behavior was not normal, and he was worried that he would give up everything for a man one day."

When Sang Yuwan heard this, her eyes paused slightly and she clutched the blanket tightly. Her lips suddenly turned cold and curled up as she uttered two words, "As expected."

Some things finally come to light.

Sang Yuwan's heart felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, and she was sinking slowly and with difficulty.

Her eyelashes trembled and she closed her eyes.

There seemed to be long silver needles piercing both sides of his forehead, and his face showed a trace of pain.

Bo Yuanshan "accidentally" rescued her, then carefully trained her, and later appointed her as his daughter-in-law.

Everything has its purpose.

No wonder he made her promise before he died that no matter what happened, she would protect the Bo family and the Bo family.

He had long known in his heart that Bo Xingzhi was generally unreliable.

Rong Zhi looked at her with her brows furrowed and her eyes filled with anger and pain. His heart was gripped tightly and his breathing became indescribably heavy.

He took two deep breaths, reached out, and let her lean on his shoulder.

For the first time ever, Sang Yuwan did not struggle.

At this moment, she really wanted to find a breakthrough to release her emotions completely.

However, her life experience in the Ming family and Bo Yuanshan's past teachings made her suppress her emotions.

Neither of them spoke.

Minglang in the front seat gripped the steering wheel tightly, his palms covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Chi-

He suddenly stepped on the brakes.

The two people in the back seat fell forward reflexively. Rong Zhi was quick and grabbed Sang Yuwan.

Sang Yuwan turned her head subconsciously.

Their lips pressed together.

There was a strong collision between warmth and coolness.

Breathing intertwined.

More heart-wrenching than ever.

Sang Yuwan's heart was pounding, and before the situation got any worse, she rationally pushed Rong Zhi away.

She turned around and sat down, almost leaning against the car door.

There was a full person's space between the two of them.

hum-

Ji Xiao's call came at the perfect time.

Sang Yuwan turned sideways, looked out the window, and then pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Ji."

"Chairman, there is new information about the textile factory project."

"Speak." Sang Yuwan's lips were straight and his tone was cold.

Ji Xiao said, "Now, in addition to Y Group, we have another competitor."

Sang Yuwan let out a cold smile, "Could it be that Rong Moyuan is going to die?"

Rong Zhi, who was standing by, twitched his eyelids twice when he heard this.

In just one sentence, he guessed what Sang Yuwan and Ji Xiao were talking about.

"It's a foreign company. I checked and it has nothing to do with Rong Moyuan."

Ji Xiao's words made Sang Yuwan frown, "Are you sure you've checked it out?"

"Unless he borrowed someone else's help." Ji Xiao confirmed.

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened a little, "Who is the legal representative of this company?"

Ji Xiao's gentle voice had a hint of uneasiness in it. "It's a foreigner."

Sang Yuwan sneered, "The textile factory project is so promising that it has attracted foreign investors."

Ji Xiao said, "This project doesn't have much profit. I don't think they're participating for profit."

Sang Yuwan's pretty face tensed slightly, her eyes cold. "I understand." She ended the call with a self-deprecating smile. "Another one coming for me. Haha."

Rong Zhi continued, "Leave it to me, I will make sure he never returns."

The 11 o'clock sun shone brightly through the car window onto Sang Yuwan's face, which was covered in a layer of fine golden light.

She curled the corners of her lips, with a hint of sarcasm, "Second Master, do you think I can't handle it?"

Rong Zhi looked at her with a deep gaze, "Of course you can handle it yourself, but this doesn't require your help at all."

Sang Yuwan raised her lips and said, "If you don't mind the trouble, I'll leave it to you."

Rong Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and pursed his lips, "Okay."

Sang Yuwan's heart began to beat inexplicably again.

ten minutes later.

Minglang drove the car into Qinghe Garden.

Rong Zhi had no intention of getting off the car either.

Sang Yuwan didn't ask him either.

When passing the villa next door, there was a large freight truck parked in the driveway, and workers were moving things out of the villa.

Sang Yuwan felt a little puzzled and asked Minglang calmly, "Is the next door being renovated?"

Minglang replied, "It seems the previous owner has moved away. I wonder if he's sold it."

Sang Yuwan didn't care much about it and didn't ask any more questions.

She sat sideways and didn't notice the glimmer that flashed in Rong Zhi's eyes.

Minglang drove the car into the garage, hesitated for two seconds, opened the door and got out.

Sang Yuwan frowned when she saw Rong Zhi sitting still. "Where are you going? Let Minglang take you there."

Rong Zhi said, "My assistant will come pick me up later."

Sang Yuwan folded the blanket and put it back in its place, then opened the car door.

Rong Zhi called her, "It's the weekend today, have a good rest."

Sang Yuwan's back stiffened slightly.

Rong Zhi added, "Bo's family and the Bo family are all yours, you can do whatever you want."

Sang Yuwan's heartbeat quickened uncontrollably. She took two deep breaths and got out of the car without saying a word.

boom--

The car door closed neither lightly nor heavily.

Rong Zhi's deep eyes gradually became dim.

-

Sang Yuwan stood in front of the French window on the third floor and watched Rong Zhi get into the Jiang A car.

Minglang walked up to him and handed her a document.

"Madam, I found this person based on the welfare home's transfer records."

Bo donated 10 million yuan to the welfare home every year, of which 5 million yuan went into a private account.

It's a bit like pouring from your left hand to your right hand.

Bo Yuanshan's methods are really clever.

Sang Yuwan took the document, frowned, and looked at it carefully.

What caught my eye was a photo of a middle-aged woman. Her facial features and eyes looked very familiar.

"Her name is Bo Qingmei, and she was once the adopted daughter of the Bo family."

Sang Yuwan was stunned.

She had been dating Bo Xingzhi for four years and was now in charge of the Bo family, but she had never heard of this name.

Minglang continued, "Madam, do you think she looks a bit like Master Bo?"