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

"what's the situation?"

Sang Yuwan's brows furrowed, his face seemingly calm, but undercurrents were surging in his heart.

"Where are you now?"

The deep male voice was like a deep river flowing slowly in the distance at night, with a calmness and strength that could not be ignored. The speaking speed was neither fast nor slow.

Sang Yuwan frowned. Her starry eyes were like two bottomless pools of cold spring water. There was neither a warm glow nor the slightest ripple of emotion. "The Bo family."

"The Bo family?" The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and his tone became a little nervous. "What happened?"

"Where are you now?" Sang Yuwan pursed her lips, her eyes a bottomless darkness. The sunlight brushed across her cheek, but it seemed blocked out by an invisible layer of coldness, unable to melt the indifference radiating from within.

"I'll be there right away." The other party did not answer her question, but gave an anxious reminder.

Sang Yuwan looked at an osmanthus tree not far away, and a hint of red appeared in her eyes.

"Beep beep..."

The other party hung up the phone unexpectedly.

Sang Yuwan slowly removed the phone from her ear, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Xiansi looked at her back and felt inexplicably lonely.

She mustered up the courage to ask, "Madam, what's wrong?"

At this time, a dark cloud blocked the sunlight and the sky was gloomy.

Sang Yuwan's mood is like a delicate and intricate tapestry, each thread carrying a different emotion and thought, entwined and interwoven in a way that is difficult to describe.

She took a shallow breath and said, "I'm tired and want to rest for a while."

Xian Si suddenly became panic-stricken and said, "I'll call Doctor An right away."

Sang Yuwan immediately rejected it, "No need."

Xian Si was nervous, "How about asking Doctor Jiang to come over?"

Sang Yuwan put the phone back into her coat pocket and continued walking.

Xian Si followed closely, and every cell in his body was tense.

Today's noisy drama is really tiring.

In her opinion, Sang Yuwan didn't need to come here in person.

Ning Xiner's behavior is suspected of intentional injury and can be handled in an impartial manner.

Sang Yuwan dealt with her according to the Bo family's rules, which was already kind to her.

Xian Si was worried and stayed with Sang Yuwan at the old residence of the Bo family.

Push open the door.

The air that rushed out, carrying a biting chill and a sharp breath, swept through the entire space. It was silent but powerful, as if it could penetrate heavy clothing and reach the bone marrow, making people shiver involuntarily.

This cold air, carrying the unique freshness and chill of winter, instantly solidified the surrounding air, making even breathing clear and visible, and surrounded by white mist.

Xian Si said hurriedly, "Madam, please stand at the door for a moment. I'll go turn on the air conditioner."

Sang Yuwan nodded.

In the past, she would have gone straight in.

Now that I'm pregnant, I want to pay attention to everything.

I am afraid that such changes will become more and more frequent in the future.

Xian Si walked in quickly and turned on the air conditioner.

In less than ten minutes, the air in the room warmed up and my slightly cold fingers became warm.

Sang Yuwan frowned slightly and walked in.

After Xian Si waited for her to sit down, he went to the kitchen to prepare food for her.

Jiang Wu had told her that Sang Yuwan's diet should be based on small and frequent meals.

Sang Yuwan naturally couldn't trust the servants in the Bo family's old house.

After a while, Xiansi came to her with a bowl of fragrant egg noodles.

"Ma'am, please try it first and see if it suits your taste."

Sang Yuwan picked up her chopsticks and was about to start eating when there was a knock on the door.

Xian Si was startled and walked over quickly.

She opened the door and her breath hitched for a moment. An expression of disbelief appeared on her face. "Second Master?"

The man standing at the door, wearing a black coat, breathed slightly, "Is the madam in there?"

Xian Si replied, "Yes."

Rong Zhi whispered, "You come out first."

Xian Si's heart tightened, and he turned his head to look inside. After hesitating for two seconds, he lowered his head and walked out.

Almost at the same time, Rong Zhi passed him at the door.

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As Xiansi walked out, the door was gently closed.

Rong Zhi strode in and saw the woman sitting on the sofa. His breathing became heavy.

"Sang Yuwan."

He spoke slowly in a low voice.

Sang Yuwan raised her eyelids slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Heh."

Rong Zhi walked quickly to her side, his steps heavy and urgent. Every step seemed to urge time to pass faster, and the air was filled with a sense of urgency that could not be delayed.

He didn't sit next to her, but sat on the sofa next to her. His eyes were bright.

"Disobedient again?"

Sang Yuwan glanced at him from the corner of her eye, picked at the noodles in her bowl, and her brows turned cold. "Rong Zhi, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? I have to obey you in everything."

Rong Zhi's gaze fell on her, and the corners of his lips drooped.

Seeing that he was silent, Sang Yuwan smiled faintly, "Second Master, are you hungry?"

A complicated look flashed across Rong Zhi's eyes, his deep, dark eyes drooping, "I'm not hungry."

Since he came in, Sang Yuwan never looked at him seriously.

She was about to pick up the noodles and put them into her mouth when Rong Zhi suddenly stood up and snatched the chopsticks from her hand.

The noodles fell to the ground.

"Second Master is really hypocritical." Sang Yuwan frowned slightly.

Although her tone of voice maintained basic politeness and restraint, each word seemed carefully chosen, with a subtle chill that made one feel a hint of tension in the air. Her breathing seemed slightly more rapid than usual.

Rong Zhi took a tissue, bent down, cleaned up the noodles that fell on the ground, and then sat next to her.

Even the air becomes light and slow at this delicate moment.

Sang Yuwan couldn't help but turn her head and look at Rong Zhi.

Their eyes occasionally met, then quickly looked away, like the stars that twinkled inadvertently in the night sky, short and bright, leaving an indescribable emotion lingering in the air.

Rong Zhi's eyes were deep, hiding a bit of inquiry and tenderness.

Sang Yuwan's eyes were as clear as water, the ripples in them revealing the turmoil in her heart. She bit her lip and stood up.

Rong Zhi pulled her in, and although his tone was gentle, it contained a hint of leniency, "Sit down."

Sang Yuwan frowned and moved to the side.

Rong Zhi held her shoulders and said, "Sit still and don't move."

Sang Yuwan's heartstrings tightened and her breathing became shallow and rapid.

Rong Zhi picked up the noodles from the bowl and brought them to her mouth.

Sang Yuwan's expression froze, and her lips were pursed into a straight line.

"Open your mouth." Rong Zhi raised his arm slightly, and his eyes became much gentler.

Sang Yuwan's chest heaved violently, and every breath was like a small boat in the rough sea, swaying in the wind and waves, yet struggling tenaciously to move forward.