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

The old house of the Bo family.

Rong Zhi walked into Bo Xingzhi's study, looked at the photo of the two of them on the bookshelf, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The black pupils hide a bottomless dark river, gloomy and unclear.

"Second Master, someone attacked Madam."

The man in black hurried to his side, leaned over and whispered in his ear.

Rong Zhi's breathing slowed, his eyes sharp as a knife, "Madam, is there something wrong?"

The man in black replied, "Escaped a disaster."

Rong Zhi's eyes flashed with viciousness, "Keep staring."

"Yes." The man in black retreated.

The curtains in the study were not drawn, and the light was a little dim, which made Rong Zhi's face look very gloomy.

He stared at the face in the photo that bore a striking resemblance to his own, a bloodthirsty sneer forming at the corner of his mouth. "Brother, this is what you meant by protecting her."

Snapped--

Rong Zhi threw the photo frame back on the bookshelf.

Then he took out his cell phone and called Sang Yuwan.

beep-

Reject.

Apparently, his number wasn't in the other party's phone book.

Unknown calls will be automatically rejected.

Rong Zhi slowly took the phone away from his ear and curled the corners of his lips slightly.

-

Sang Yuwan returned to Qingheyuan, and Xiansi ordered a simple meal for her.

This villa with three floors above and two floors below was the first property she purchased after she started working.

Its meaning is very important to her.

This is her home.

After she and Bo Xingzhi got engaged, Bo Yuanshan gave them a luxurious villa in Nanyuwan as their wedding home. However, some problems arose with the renovations, and they never moved in.

Three months ago, after the wedding, she moved into the old house of the Bo family.

Fewer people are coming back from Qingheyuan.

The place was cleaned by an auntie, and although there were no fresh ingredients, there was no shortage of daily necessities.

Xiansi gave her the food and went downstairs.

Due to work reasons, Sang Yuwan arranged separate rooms for her and Minglang in the villa.

Sang Yuwan originally had no appetite, but she had to force herself to swallow it.

If she also fell, the "Bo Group" would be completely finished.

Bo Yuanshan worked hard for the group and finally died at the negotiating table.

Putting aside the fact that he saved her life, as his most trusted subordinate, she also had to protect the "Bo Group" for him.

After taking two bites, she couldn't swallow it.

Suddenly I remembered the bowl of "Hawthorn Fruit Porridge" that Rong Zhi brought over. It was sour and sweet, and seemed pretty good.

He took out his phone and called Xiansi, "Go to the kitchen and make a bowl of fruit porridge and bring it up."

"Huh?" Xian Si was stunned. "Madam, I don't know how to do it. Otherwise, I'll call my aunt..."

Sang Yuwan's voice turned cold as she interrupted, "It wasn't you who did it?"

Xian Si reacted, his voice trembling, "That was done by the Second Master."

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone, a hint of surprise flashing through her heart.

"How did he know I like fruit porridge?"

Besides her parents, only one person knew about this habit, and she hadn't drunk it in years.

Sang Yuwan put down her phone, took two sips of water, and picked up the chopsticks again.

She picked up a piece of broccoli and was about to put it in her mouth when her phone screen suddenly lit up.

Someone sent her a WeChat message.

"Wan'er, are you okay?"

Sang Yuwan's heart ached suddenly, and her wrist trembled, causing the broccoli to fall onto the table. Then, her nose felt sore, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Is this telepathy?

She was thinking of him.

He sent her a message.

It was the first time he had contacted her in two years.

She quickly put down her chopsticks, swiped open her phone screen and entered WeChat.

Looking at his profile picture, my eyes became sore and tears suddenly appeared.

She tried her best not to be bothered by the sadness, but her chest was almost filled with bitterness.

If you say, Rong Zhi was the first man who made her lose control of her emotions.

Then this person is the only one who can make her let down all her psychological defenses.

She replied with trembling fingertips.

"Brother, I'm fine. How about you?"

As soon as the message showed as sent, the other party called her via video.

She sniffed, raised her hand, and wiped the mist from the corners of her eyes. She forced a smile and then clicked to answer the call.

A sunny and handsome face suddenly appeared on the phone screen.

"Wan'er, are you back to Qinghe Garden?"

The other party recognized the background behind her at a glance, and his tone was slightly surprised.

"Yeah." Sang Yuwan tried hard to control her emotions and pursed her lips.

"It's best to live here. It's comfortable." The man's voice was low and pleasant, and his eyes were doting.

Sang Yuwan smiled lightly and asked, "Second brother, is your training over?"

The other party replied in a gentle voice, "We are leaving for the competition in France tomorrow. The team is giving us a day off. Please prepare some daily necessities."

Sang Yuwan looked at him, with thousands of words in her heart, but in the end, she only said one sentence.

"Brother, come on!"

The other party smiled gently, "This is my last competition before retirement. I will definitely give it my all. For you, I will definitely do my best."

Sang Yuwan was startled, his heart shuddering in a short, spasmodic manner. "Second brother, this is not for me, but for the country."

The other party raised an eyebrow and smiled, "You are right. For the sake of my country, I must win the gold medal."

Sang Yuwan looked at that sunny and handsome face, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't speak for a while.

The other party was also silent and looked at her quietly.

Those bright, dark eyes were filled with longing and tenderness.

"Brother Zhan, get in the car."

A young boy's voice came from the phone.

"Okay. Right away."

Seeing this, Sang Yuwan hurriedly said, "Second brother, go and get busy."

The other party said, "Let me watch you for a while."

Sang Yuwan's breathing suddenly stagnated, and an inexplicable sense of guilt surged in her heart, "Don't keep others waiting."

The other party pursed his lips and said as he walked, "Wan'er, you have to take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back."

Sang Yuwan's nose was bitter, her eyes sparkling with a glint of bitterness, and her voice was a bit nasal. "Yeah. Second brother is the same."

"Goodbye, Wan'er." The other party waved at her reluctantly.

"Brother Zhan, let me see my sister-in-law..."

The camera shakes violently.

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't make trouble, this is my sister..."

"There are many kinds of sisters. Look at you, the way you look at her is so boring..."

drop--

The video suddenly cuts off.

Sang Yuwan gently put down her phone, lowered her eyes slightly, and her heart was in turmoil.

"Wan'er, my teammate was just joking. Don't take it seriously. Be fine. Wait for me to come back."

Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, and replied.

I typed a line of words, thought about it, and then withdrew them one by one.

Finally, there is only one sentence.

"Goodbye, second brother."

-

That night, Sang Yuwan slept very uneasily and kept dreaming.

In the dream, there is Bo Xingzhi, Rongzhi, and Ming Zhan.

"Sister Wan'er, don't cry. I will protect you from now on."

The eight-year-old boy held the little girl's hand for the first time and wiped the tears from her eyes.

His eyes were clear and gentle.

From then on, whenever there was danger, he was always the first to show up.

They went to school together and returned to Ming's house together.

Even after he joined the swim team, the two remained very close.

At the age of first love, they fell in love with each other.

But no one broke the window paper.

Everything is so pure and beautiful.

Until six years ago, at the celebration party for his world championship victory, she drank the glass of juice that Mingmei handed to her...