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

Rong Moyuan stood there gloomily, staring at him with a pair of sinister eyes.

There was no warmth in Rong Zhi's eyes, and his tone was calm. "If he trusted you, he would have handed the Rong family over to you long ago."

Rong Moyuan's lips tightened, his cold eyes suffocating him. He remained silent for several seconds, a glint of fury flashing in his eyes. "That's something I don't want."

Rong Zhi let out a sneer, as if he had just heard a huge joke. "Would you rather not?"

Rong Moyuan looked gloomy and was speechless for a moment.

Only at this moment did he truly realize that the "opponent" he once looked down upon had now become a powerful opponent that he could not withstand.

It turned out that the disdain he had shown before was all a disguise.

Rong Moyuan couldn't help but feel a little regretful, regretting that he had underestimated Rong Zhi.

Everything is too late.

The evidence listed by Rong Zhi is all true.

If he insisted on pursuing the matter, he, Rong Huian and several others would probably be severely sentenced.

Rong Moyuan looked at Rong Zhi, his eyes filled with anger. "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. Your mother's death was caused by me alone. If you want to kill me or chop me up, come on."

Rong Huian was stunned, "Brother..."

Rong Moyuan's eyes, filled with anger, showed a hint of tenderness. "Remember what I said."

Rong Huian was silent for a moment, then blinked her eyelashes and tears rolled down.

Rong Moyuan looked at the people with complicated expressions again, clasped his hands together, and bowed to them, "Everyone, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"Mo Yuan, you..." Several elders who had always supported him were disappointed and lost.

Rong Moyuan turned to look at Rong Zhi, his eyes darkening, thick clouds rolling, and a sudden downpour roared, "You win."

Rong Zhi's deep eyes were like two sharp knives, shooting at him coldly, "A life, but in your mouth it becomes a win or a loss."

Rong Moyuan's sinister eyes were filled with complex emotions. "In the underworld, I will make your mother apologize."

Rong Zhi's heart sank, a faint crimson appeared at the corners of his eyes, and his expression instantly became terrifyingly gloomy. "Someone, take him away."

As soon as he finished speaking, four or five men in black walked in.

Rong Moyuan stood where he was, without any resistance, allowing them to hold his arms and walk out of the hall.

"Mo Yuan..." The eyes of several people who supported him were red and their breathing was a little rapid.

Rong Moyuan smiled at them and then looked away.

Rong Zhi said coldly, "Everyone, let's take a look at one last thing."

Rong Sheng's figure soon appeared on the screen.

"Old man..."

"This is……"

When everyone was confused, Rong Sheng's voice reached their ears.

"Everyone, by the time you see this video, I'll be gone..."

"Everything I have will be inherited by my only grandson, Rong Zhi. I hope you will support him in the future."

"Azhi, do your best. Grandpa believes in you, and you will definitely surpass me."

Just a few short sentences, he has made his attitude clear.

Everyone was a little confused.

Since he had already chosen Rong Zhi as the heir of the Rong family, why did he let his only grandson wander around?

Rong Sheng's next words cleared up everyone's doubts.

"Azhi, I know you've been blaming me for not taking you back to the Rong family. That's because I've never forgiven your biological father. If he hadn't bewitched you, Lanlan wouldn't have left me so early."

"cough……"

"Also, I've always suspected that someone murdered Lanlan. For your safety, I was so cruel as not to acknowledge you."

"At this point, I no longer ask for your forgiveness. I just hope you can keep your feet on the ground and work hard to move forward."

The video ends.

The curtain slowly closed.

Rong Sheng's life came to an end.

Next, it is Rong Zhi’s era.

-

Jiangcheng.

After dinner, Sang Yuwan went downstairs and took a walk in the small garden behind the villa.

Minglang accompanied her.

The sound of a nail gun could be faintly heard from the villa next door.

Sang Yuwan couldn't help but frowned, "Is the house next door being renovated?"

Minglang turned his head and took a look. "I saw workers and renovation materials coming in today. They are indeed renovating." Finally, he added, "It's very strange. I don't know who they sold it to?"

Sang Yuwan continued walking, "Could it be Mingmei?"

Minglang was startled. "Fourth Miss? No way."

Sang Yuwan's face showed no emotion. "Go check it out again."

Minglang nodded, "I understand."

At this time, Aunt Qiu hurried over with a thick shawl in her hand.

She spoke to Sang Yuwan in a "babbling" voice.

Sang Yuwan understood it without Minglang's translation.

She took the shawl, put it on carefully, and then signed "thank you."

Aunt Qiu smiled.

Seeing this, Minglang couldn't help but blame himself, "Thank goodness for Aunt Qiu, why didn't I think of it?"

Sang Yuwan glanced at him and joked, "After all, a man's heart is not as delicate as a woman's."

Minglang blurted out, "Second Master is very considerate."

Sang Yuwan paused slightly and her heart skipped a beat.

Seeing this, Minglang quickly changed the subject, "Madam, the wintersweet flowers are in bloom, let's go and see them."

"Okay." Sang Yuwan curled the corners of her mouth slightly, feeling very upset.

My mood, which had finally calmed down, could no longer calm down because of Minglang's words.

Did she really have inappropriate thoughts about Rong Zhi?

Sang Yuwan's heart suddenly ached, and her chest couldn't stop heaving.

No.

impossible.

No matter what, I would never have that kind of thought towards him.

She was just using him.

The only option is to use it.

hum-

Minglang's phone suddenly vibrated.

"Second Young Master..."

"Alang, is Wan'er with you?" Ming Zhan interrupted Minglang hastily before he could finish.

Minglang's heart tightened, "In..."

"Hurry up and give the phone to Wan'er." Ming Zhan's tone became more urgent.

"Yes." Minglang immediately handed the phone to Sang Yuwan, "Madam, the second young master is looking for you."

Sang Yuwan just walked under the plum tree, and then he paused and took the phone, "Second brother."

Ming Zhan said, "Wan'er, the Rong family just revealed a big news, did you know?"

Sang Yuwan's eyebrows jumped heavily, "I didn't look at my phone."

Ming Zhan took a deep breath and spoke in a slower tone, "Rong Moyuan surrendered himself."

Sang Yuwan's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and her eyebrows furrowed, "Surrender?"

Ming Zhan explained, "He admitted that he was the one who killed Rong Lan, the eldest daughter of the Rong family."