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

Sang Yuwan turned her head slightly, her dark pupils surging with inexplicable emotions.

Rong Zhi pursed his lips, smiled, and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Sang Yuwan was stunned for a moment, turned around, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go back and eat."

"It's a bit noisy over at Qinghe Garden, so you can stay here tonight." Rong Zhi spoke in a gentle voice, his tone very natural.

Sang Yuwan's heart sank and she walked into the bathroom.

Rong Zhi stood there for a few minutes, a soft light in his eyes.

When Sang Yuwan entered the bathroom, she was shocked to find that there were many women's cleaning products and skin care products on the washbasin.

All are brand new and unopened.

Moreover, they are all brands that Sang Yuwan usually uses.

Sang Yuwan's eyebrows flickered, and an inexplicable feeling arose in her heart.

Throbbing.

I feel anxious again.

Xiansi told her that Rongzhi had loved her for many years.

Up to now, she has also felt that Rong Zhi has something special towards her.

She took a deep breath, turned on the tap and washed her face.

The hot steam rose, and Sang Yuwan's pretty white face was covered with a pink color.

She looked at herself in the mirror, a smile playing on her lips.

hum-

Mobile phone vibration.

Xiansi called her.

"Madam, is Qin Zhihua in trouble?"

Sang Yuwan suppressed her emotions, her expression cold, "What happened to her?"

Xian Si whispered, "She had a conflict with Miss Ming at Xiyan Lake and she injured Miss Ming."

Sang Yuwan's eyes tightened, her brows cold, "Mingmei didn't return to the crew?"

Xian Si replied, "She asked for two days off from the crew, saying she was not feeling well."

Sang Yuwan frowned and said coldly, "You will suffer the consequences if you bring trouble upon yourself."

Xian Si was stunned for half a second and asked, "What does Madam mean?"

Sang Yuwan pulled out a face towel and wiped the water droplets off her face. Her fair skin became even more translucent. A sharp gleam flashed in her eyes, "If you don't understand this, you've worked for nothing for the past three years."

Xian Si was startled and said in panic, "Madam means to make this a big deal and prevent Miss Ming from returning to the crew."

Sang Yuwan let out a cold smile and asked, "Anything else?"

Xian Si said, "No more."

Sang Yuwan took the phone away from her ear and hung up the call.

He threw the balled-up face towel into the trash can.

Sang Yuwan walked out of the bedroom, passed through a long corridor, and came to the living room.

The same black, white and grey colors, exuding luxury in a low-key manner.

Rong Zhi is not here.

Sang Yuwan frowned in confusion.

She was about to call Minglang when Rong Zhi came over in slippers and said, "It's time to eat."

Sang Yuwan said, "I'm used to Aunt Qiu's cooking. The food cooked by others is not to my taste."

Rong Zhi raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes gentle, "Perhaps, there are exceptions."

Sang Yuwan's face showed no emotion, and her tone was very calm, "No exceptions."

Rong Zhi didn't wait for her to react and held her right hand. He lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "You'll know after trying it."

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she asked doubtfully, "You didn't call Aunt Qiu over, did you?"

Rong Zhi took her to the restaurant, smiling faintly without saying a word.

Unconsciously, their fingers were intertwined.

Sang Yuwan felt a sudden palpitation in her heart for no reason, and ripples appeared in her heart.

She didn't know if this could be considered the heart-beating between a man and a woman.

Bo Xingzhi had been dating her for four years, and she had her share of heart-pounding moments, but they seemed different from the feeling she has now.

Sang Yuwan's heart suddenly sank, her rationality returned, and her fingers broke free.

The corners of Rong Zhi's lips twitched slightly, and the smile in his eyes deepened a lot.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Sang Yuwan stopped suddenly.

"Is it really Aunt Qiu who did it?"

Minglang came out of the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks, and hurriedly explained, "Madam, Aunt Qiu is in Qinghe Garden."

Sang Yuwan was startled, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "You did it?"

Minglang looked at Rong Zhi behind her and smiled, "This was all done by Second Master. I just helped wash the vegetables."

Sang Yuwan suddenly turned around, raised her eyes and looked at Rong Zhi, with complex emotions surging in her eyes.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Rong Zhi took Sang Yuwan's hand and said, "Try it and see if it's an exception."

After becoming pregnant, Sang Yuwan's appetite was still pretty good.

After a busy day, I'm really hungry now.

She took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

Rong Zhi pulled her to the dining table, pulled out the chair for her, and held her shoulders to let her sit down.

Three meat dishes, two vegetable dishes and one soup.

Although the dishes weren't as extensive as Aunt Qiu's, they still looked quite good. Crucially, the aroma didn't make her feel sick.

Rong Zhi sat down and served her a bowl of soup.

A simple pork ribs and mushroom soup that looks very light.

Sang Yuwan took the spoon, scooped half a spoonful, and took two sips.

Unexpectedly, the taste was very fresh and fragrant.

She couldn't help but drink half a bowl, then she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork ribs and started eating slowly.

Seeing this, Rong Zhi's originally uneasy heart suddenly relaxed.

Minglang looked at it and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

He could see that Rong Zhi's feelings for Sang Yuwan were very special.

Bo Xingzhi had been dating Sang Yuwan for four years, but he had never cooked soup for Sang Yuwan, let alone made her a cup of coffee.

The only good thing about him was that he hadn't been involved in any scandals since the media took pictures of him and Sang Yuwan dating. He would send Sang Yuwan flowers and gifts on every holiday and anniversary.

Now it seems that everything he did was just formalism.

If you truly love someone, you should be like Rong Zhi, who will stand up for Sang Yuwan whenever she is in danger.

I will remember her preferences silently and cook her favorite dishes...

While Minglang was stunned, the man in black came over and lowered his voice, "Are you not leaving yet?"

"Why should I leave?" Minglang was stunned and asked subconsciously.

The man in black raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't be an eyesore."

Minglang's expression changed slightly. He glared at him unhappily and whispered back, "You're the eyesore. I'm the Madam's personal bodyguard. Wherever she is, I'm there."

The man in black twitched his lips and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "They are sleeping, you go in with them."

Minglang's heart sank, and his face flushed red. "You... are shameless..."

The man in black smiled and said, "Let's go. Bodyguards are also human beings and need to eat and drink."

Minglang took two deep breaths, thought for a moment, and then followed him away silently.

Sang Yuwan had a pretty good appetite. He drank more than half a bowl of soup, ate a bowl of rice, and ate a few dishes.

Rong Zhi looked at him, his eyes becoming more and more gentle.

After Sang Yuwan finished eating, he handed her a tissue. His eyes lowered slightly, his tone gentle, "How is it? Is this an exception?"

Sang Yuwan wiped the corner of her mouth and turned sideways. "Second Master is a really good cook. He must have cooked for other women before, right?"

"Again." Rong Zhi smiled, "Except for you, no woman has ever eaten the food I cooked."

The corners of Sang Yuwan's lips curled up slightly, "It seems that I am honored."

Rong Zhi looked at her, a smile in his eyes, and an inexplicable meaning, "It's not an honor. It's exclusive."