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

Rong Zhi laughed out loud, his tone somewhat teasing, "I think the Madam can't tolerate me?"

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, his brows slightly gloomy, "There is no connection between you and me anymore."

Rong Zhi paused for a few seconds and said in a low voice, "You are tired, go and rest."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, and a layer of frost covered her pretty face. "Rongzhi, since we have come to this point, let's make it clear."

Rong Zhi seemed to think for a moment, "Okay."

Sang Yuwan was about to speak when a strange voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Rong, who are you calling? Let's go... let's go. We've been talking for so long. Let's hang up and go in and continue drinking."

Sang Yuwan's breathing stopped.

He was drinking outside.

Judging from the voice, the other party was a young man. The way he addressed Rong Zhi was enough to show that he was also from that circle.

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and prepared to hang up the phone.

"You can't just hang up on my wife's phone."

The deep male voice was like a subwoofer stained by strong alcohol and cigarettes, which made Sang Yuwan's heart tighten.

"Madam?" The man's tone was slightly surprised, and then he joked, "Mr. Rong is really well hidden. Someday, let us meet your wife."

"Soon." Rong Zhi replied briefly.

"Really?" The man raised his voice.

"Really." Rong Zhi's tone was gentle, not sounding like he was joking at all.

"Mr. Rong, let me tell you something first. Your wife is..." The man continued jokingly.

"Come in, I'll be there soon." Rong Zhi interrupted him.

"Okay." The man was tactful and didn't continue to pester her.

The air was silent for a few seconds before Rong Zhi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"After the drinking party, I will definitely explain everything to you."

His voice was like fragments of sandpaper, cutting the strings of reason bit by bit.

Sang Yuwan blinked her eyelashes and opened her red lips slightly, "Forget it. It's not too late to talk about it tomorrow."

After a drinking party, who knows how long it will end.

Could it be that she has to wait for him forever?

Rong Zhi responded, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Yuwan took the phone from his ear and hung up.

The temperature inside the villa seemed to be much lower.

Sang Yuwan felt a little cold, so she quickly got up and took a hot bath.

Perhaps it was because I was too tired and had too many things on my mind. I wanted to clear my mind for a while, but my thoughts became more and more complicated.

The hot bathroom was filled with an invisible mist, which made her feel a little confused about her inner direction.

The complicated thoughts were like the falling leaves in autumn, one by one, layer by layer, interwoven into an intricate web that tightly bound her heart.

After falling asleep, I tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.

She threw back the quilt and got out of bed, ready to light a calming incense stick.

This was given to her by Jiang Wu and it has no effect on the fetus.

About to light it.

hum-

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Sang Yuwan couldn't help but frown and picked it up to take a look.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Rong Zhi sent her a message.

"Still chatting?"

Sang Yuwan was quite angry.

She couldn't sleep in the first place, and now she wasn't sleepy at all.

Take a deep breath, sit up and lean against the headboard.

After a few seconds, she dialed Rong Zhi's number.

"Are you going to let me sleep?"

Rong Zhi's voice was a little hoarse, "I see the light is still on in your room..."

Sang Yuwan's eyebrows twitched sharply, and she gritted her teeth, "Rong Zhi, can you say it again?"

Rong Zhi spoke slowly, "I just returned to Jiangcheng and am at your doorstep."

Sang Yuwan's expression froze, and his brows seemed to be covered with frost.

Rong Zhi's voice reached his ears again, "If you want to talk, open the door."

Sang Yuwan's breathing became tight and her chest rose and fell.

She was about to refuse when the other party said something else.

"If you don't open the door, I'll climb over the wall and come in."

A blatant "threat".

The rage suppressed in Sang Yuwan's heart flared up, and her eyes became brighter because of her anger. "Rongzhi, how dare you!"

"If I stay any longer, the property management will probably arrest me." Rong Zhi joked.

Sang Yuwan straightened her lips and hung up the phone.

Two minutes later, she opened a corner of the curtain.

At the door of the villa, there was indeed a tall and straight black shadow standing.

Maybe there is a tacit understanding.

When she looked down, the other person just looked up.

Across the darkness, their eyes met.

The light is dim.

They couldn't see each other clearly.

But both of their heartbeats quickened considerably, as if an electric current was passing through their bodies.

Sang Yuwan suddenly pulled the curtains shut, turned her back to the window, and covered her heart with one hand.

After hesitating for two minutes, she put on a coat and went downstairs to open the door herself.

Rong Zhi didn't expect that she would come down by herself and was stunned for a moment.

Sang Yuwan glanced at him coldly, folded his arms, turned around and walked inside.

Rong Zhi quickly caught up with her, and before she could react, he picked her up and carried her sideways, walking towards the elevator.

He was covered in the night air and had a faint smell of alcohol.

Sang Yuwan raised her eyes, two clusters of anger dancing in them, "Put me down."

Rong Zhi raised his lips and smiled softly, "Why do you need to open the door yourself?"

Sang Yuwan gritted her teeth and said, "You ask even though you already know the answer."

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes, filled with tenderness, "If the people around you can't see the relationship between you and me, then they are too dull."

Sang Yuwan's delicate facial features were tinged with anger, and for no reason she exuded the aura of an angry beauty.

Her chest heaved, "You are truly unscrupulous."

Finally, he added, "Yeah, who are you afraid of now?"

Rong Zhi looked at her and uttered a word between his teeth, "You."

Sang Yuwan's anger surged, her face flushed red, and her beautiful eyes were tinged with a hint of resentment.

drop--

The elevator door slowly opened, and Rong Zhi carried her directly into the bedroom on the third floor.

He laid her gently on the bed, his hands supporting her sides.

Under the orange light, the two were very close, their atmosphere of closeness yet distance gradually intertwined.

Sang Yuwan placed her hands on Rong Zhi's chest and angrily shouted, "Get lost."

Rong Zhi leaned forward, his Adam's apple unconsciously sliding up and down twice. His breathing gradually became hot.

Sang Yuwan's body stiffened, and the expression on his face was filled with anger but also with a hint of uncontrollable panic.

"Rong Zhi!"

Rong Zhi deliberately moved closer to her, breathed softly into her ear, and the warmth in his eyes grew higher and higher.

Sang Yuwan's breathing became tight, and she turned her head to avoid his sight.

Rong Zhi took a breath, his chest heaving violently.

He slowly stood up and stood beside the bed.

Sang Yuwan sat up, stared at him fiercely, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I asked you to come in because I wanted to make things clear with you..."

Rong Zhi interrupted gently, "You smell a bit drunk, I'm going to take a shower first."

"You..." Sang Yuwan choked.

Rong Zhi went to the bathroom as if he was familiar with it.

Sang Yuwan felt dizzy.

What on earth are you doing?

Why let him in?

Sang Yuwan swallowed, stood up, drank two sips of water, then changed her clothes and went to the living room.