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

"Wanwan, the Ming family was so kind to adopt you, yet you actually did something so shameless."

"Someone, kick this shameless guy out of the Ming family."

"Sister Wan, I told you that if you offend me, the consequences will be serious. How about it?"

"Let her go. Dad, Aunt Lan, I like Wanwan and I want to marry her."

"Snapped……"

A loud slapping sound.

Sang Yuwan suddenly woke up, turned on the bedside lamp, and sat up gasping for breath.

He tilted his head and glanced at the time.

It's half past four in the morning.

When it was almost dawn.

Sang Yuwan sat for a while, put on a nightgown, got out of bed, and opened the curtains.

A faint blue-gray hue quietly spread across the sky. Everything was silent.

She didn't know whether the indoor temperature was too high or she was not feeling well, but she felt a little hot and opened half of the window.

A casual glance.

Suddenly, Sang Yuwan's pupils shrank and a cold feeling spread out.

A Maybach was parked downstairs of the villa next door.

A woman in a black coat walked out of the villa quickly and got into the car.

Even though the street light was dim, Sang Yuwan recognized it at a glance.

This woman was none other than Mingmei, his mortal enemy.

Sang Yuwan raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, the coldness in her eyes deepened.

She drew the curtains, went downstairs, and woke up Minglang and Xiansi.

The two of them were half asleep and asked anxiously, "Madam, what happened?"

Sang Yuwan sat down on the sofa and told Minglang, "Check the surveillance camera at the next door. It's from 1 a.m. until now."

Minglang's pupils widened. "People from the second and third rooms are here to scout the place?"

The corners of Sang Yuwan's eyes curved slightly, as if she was smiling.

Minglang was stunned. "Madam, what did you find?"

Xian Si also looked confused.

Sang Yuwan frowned, her smile gone, "Why don't you go quickly?"

"Yes. I'll go right away." Minglang walked down the stairs quickly.

Qingheyuan is not considered a super luxury residential area in Jiangcheng, but it is also one of the best.

The people who live here are either rich or noble, and they are all well-known figures.

The owner of the apartment next door to Sang Yuwan is a producer in the industry. He is married with children and rarely stays here.

Mingmei went out late at night, what she did, and what her purpose was. You can guess it with just a flick of your toes.

Xian Si gathered her drooping hair and asked softly, "Madam, what do you want me to do?"

"What would happen if this news got out that a big star was seen going in and out of a producer's villa late at night?"

Sang Yuwan suddenly stopped, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved up.

The smile is contemptuous and disdainful.

"Yesterday morning she was still full of affection, reminiscing about the man she loved but couldn't have. That night she was flirting with another man. Haha."

"Madam, Miss Ming Si...isn't she the Second Master's girlfriend? If the Second Master knew..." Xian Si reacted and covered her mouth in surprise.

Sang Yuwan crossed her legs elegantly, smiling, "What do you think the Second Master will do?"

Xian Si was stunned. "It's hard to say." After a pause, he added, "This kind of thing, even men can't tolerate it, let alone him."

Sang Yuwan said calmly, "Go and prepare. Once Minglang gets the surveillance video, send it to the marketing account immediately."

Xian Si pursed her lips and nodded.

Sang Yuwan sat on the sofa for a while, got up and went to the bar, made a cup of black coffee, and then went to the gym.

High-intensity work requires a healthy body.

In this world, the strong prey on the weak and competition is everywhere.

If you want to remain invincible forever, you need to keep making progress and constantly improve yourself.

Someone told Sang Yuwan this when she was six years old.

"Wanwan, you'll never be able to escape the fate of being bullied by relying on others. To deal with those people, you have to be more ruthless and stronger than them."

Twenty years have passed, and these words have been deeply engraved in her bones.

After exercising for half an hour and stretching for a while, Sang Yuwan took a hot bath.

After drying my hair and doing some simple skin care, I went downstairs to have breakfast.

On the dining table, there was freshly baked toast and coffee, with a thin mist lingering.

As soon as Sang Yuwan sat down, Xian Si came over to report, "Madam, the video and manuscript have been sent to the marketing account. We'll hype it up a bit later."

"Well done, you can sit down and eat too." Sang Yuwan felt much better.

Xian Si said, "Ming Lang and I have already eaten. By the way, Madam, the boss of 'Xin Yu' is back. I have an appointment with him to meet you at the group at ten o'clock in the morning."

Sang Yuwan picked up a spoonful of blueberry jam and spread it on the toast. "Change the place."

Xian Si was slightly stunned. "Madam, do you think it's inconvenient to be in the group?"

Sang Yuwan said, "Too many people, too many eyes."

Xian Si was a little embarrassed. "After the morning meeting, you have two international video conferences. In the afternoon, you also have to inspect the construction site. I only reserve half an hour for you to meet. If you change it to outside, I'm afraid it won't be enough time."

Sang Yuwan remained calm and said, "How about this? You book a private room in Yunyan Pavilion, and we can talk while we eat at noon."

"Okay, ma'am." Xiansi went downstairs.

Sang Yuwan turned on the TV and tuned to the news channel.

I have been listening to the news while eating breakfast for many years.

In this era of information explosion, as the head of a group, you must keep pace with the times and also judge the situation.

Halfway through eating, the phone screen flashed.

Entertainment news push.

"A popular star is suspected of interfering in a producer's marriage."

The video is censored.

Mingmei was still recognized.

Click, comment, forward...

Instantly soared.

In an instant, Mingmei became the mistress that everyone hated.

Her previous affectionate personality collapsed in an instant.

The producer's name also became a hot search.

Everyone was waiting to see how Mingmei would "explain" and the attitude of the producer's wife.

Sang Yuwan watched the public opinion getting more and more intense, with a slight smile on her lips, but her eyes were as cold as ice.

Just as I changed my clothes and was about to go out, Mingmei called.

Sang Yuwan hung up without any hesitation.

Two minutes later, Minglang's phone rang. He glanced at it and whispered, "Madam, it's the Fourth Miss."

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Leave her alone."

Minglang nodded and blocked Mingmei's phone number without mercy.

When Sang Yuwan's car arrived at the east gate of Qingheyuan, a black Rolls-Royce passed by.

Minglang was startled, "Madam, isn't this Mr. Bo's car?"

Xian Si was stunned and looked at the rearview mirror, "Who is in there?"

Sang Yuwan's temples throbbed heavily, and he turned his head and looked back twice.

Jiang A.

It really is Bo Xingzhi’s car.

She withdrew her gaze, and the slight ripple in her eyes suddenly returned to calm.

No one dared to drive Bo Xingzhi's car except Rongzhi.

But Rongzhi has his own car, so why should he drive Bo Xingzhi's car?

Xian Si frowned and said suspiciously, "Second Master, are you going to the next door..."

Sang Yuwan's expression paused and her heart skipped a beat.

Rong Zhi came here to cause trouble for the producer next door.

After all, no one can swallow the humiliation of being cuckolded.

Jingle Bell--

The phone rang again.