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

"Rong Zhi, stop talking."

Sang Yuwan's eyelids twitched, her heartbeat almost jumping out of her chest. She gritted her teeth and interrupted him.

"Okay. I won't say anything more." Rong Zhi raised his lips and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He paused, then continued, "Wanwan, I just want you to know my heart..."

His chin rested lightly on the top of her head as he spoke softly. Every word he spoke was like a spring rain, nourishing her heart and making her feel deeply understood and cherished.

His hug, silent but strong, is an expression of love that can be deeply understood without words.

Sang Yuwan's heart was shocked, as if it was suddenly moved by an invisible force.

At that moment, her heart skipped a beat, followed by an indescribable throbbing sensation, like a stone dropped into a calm lake, sending ripples swiftly spreading outward.

She took a deep breath and raised her eyes. Her eyes lost focus in an instant, becoming blurred and complicated, as if some emotions hidden deep in her heart were suddenly awakened, with a hint of panic and confusion.

"Late night..."

Rong Zhi called her softly, his deep eyes filled with tenderness.

Sang Yuwan's face flushed, her long curly eyelashes blinked, and tears flashed in her eyes.

The two of them never spoke again.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the world seemed to have paused for her at this moment, leaving only the trembling feeling in her heart, which lingered for a long time and refused to dissipate.

hum-

The rapid vibration of the cell phone broke the silence in the room.

knock --

Almost at the same time, there was a knock on the door.

Rong Zhi slowly let go of his hand and went to the window to answer the phone.

Sang Yuwan bit the corner of her lip, quickly digested the chaotic and complicated emotions, walked to the door and opened it.

"Madam, Bo Qingmei is critically ill and she wants to see you for the last time." Xian Si looked solemn, lowered his voice, and spoke very quickly.

When Sang Yuwan heard the news, she felt as if struck by an invisible lightning. Her pupils suddenly dilated, and an unbelievable cold light flashed in her eyes.

Her heartbeat quickened and her brow furrowed, "Let's go."

Xian Si saw that she was not wearing a coat and quickly reminded her, "Madam, it's cold outside. I'll go get you a coat."

"Yeah." Sang Yuwan responded softly.

Xian Si was about to step inside when Rong Zhi came out with Sang Yuwan's coat.

He put it on her naturally.

Xian Si quickly stepped aside and lowered his head.

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you there."

Sang Yuwan responded as she walked, "If you have something to do, go and do it first."

Rong Zhi's lips curled up slightly, and his low voice was heard only by the two of them, "Your business is my business."

It was late in the evening, and my thoughts were like fallen leaves blown by the wind, flying everywhere and unable to gather.

She was in no mood to talk to him, so she frowned and went downstairs.

-

When Sang Yuwan arrived at Lingtian Hospital, Bo Qingmei was already barely breathing and her face was as pale as a piece of paper.

When Bo Qingmei's attending physician saw Sang Yuwan come in, he hurriedly said, "Director Sang, the patient is dying. If you have anything to say, you need to speak quickly."

After saying that, he walked out with other medical staff.

The air inside the ward held an indescribable oppression. It flowed slowly, neither completely still nor as freely flowing as the outside world. A faint smell of disinfectant permeated the air, leaving one feeling uneasy.

Bo Qingmei lay there quietly, her face pale but unusually calm, as if she had transcended the physical pain and was immersed in her own world.

Sang Yuwan's eyes trembled slightly, and her mood became heavier.

She walked to the bedside, bent down, whispered in Bo Qingmei's ear, and said coldly, "Bo Qingmei, I am Sang Yuwan."

She addressed him this way, completely standing in the position of the head of the Bo family.

Her thin eyelids twitched slightly, her feathery eyelashes trembling. After a few seconds, she finally pulled back her heavy eyelids, her eyes filled with moisture.

She opened her mouth, and white mist instantly filled her breathing mask.

Sang Yuwan concentrated and listened carefully, only faintly hearing a name, "...Yuanshan he..."

"Don't be anxious. Speak slowly." Sang Yuwan suppressed his emotions and said gently.

Suddenly, Bo Qingmei's eyes trembled slightly, as if awakened by an invisible force. Those eyes that once shone with the trivialities of life and the vicissitudes of time now glowed with a strange light, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating the entire room.

She raised her hand and was about to pull off the breathing mask.

Sang Yuwan was shocked and hurriedly stopped him.

Bo Qingmei smiled faintly and actually brushed away Sang Yuwan's hand. Her strength was so great that it didn't seem like a patient in critical condition at all.

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a sense of foreboding. Four words popped into her mind.

Back to light.

Bo Qingmei pulled off the breathing mask, revealing her entire face.

In just a few seconds, her pale face turned very rosy. The corners of her mouth slowly raised, revealing a gentle smile.

She held Sang Yuwan's hand and spoke slowly.

"Thank you for seeing me off..."

Sang Yuwan's heartstrings were tense, and a sour feeling arose in her chest, surging up, making her unable to speak.

She swallowed hard, "What do you want to tell me?"

Bo Qingmei took a deep breath, raised her lips, and spoke again, "Bo Yuanshan is not a good person. He lied to you..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened as she whispered, "I know."

Bo Qingmei's pupils shrank, and she asked in astonishment, "You know everything?"

A cold light flashed across Sang Yuwan's eyes, "In the car accident six years ago, the person who saved me was not him..."

Bo Qingmei's chest heaved violently, "That car accident was caused by him on purpose."

Sang Yuwan's heart suddenly sank and her body stiffened involuntarily.

The moisture in Bo Qingmei's eyes grew heavier, and her eye sockets were red. "Bo Yuanshan is a man who thinks a hundred steps ahead. He had someone drive a car to hit you, and his original plan was to leave no one alive..."

Her voice was neither high nor low, but her tone became increasingly heavy.

Sang Yuwan felt a chill run from his feet to his head. He clenched his fingers into fists, his nails digging into his palms without realizing it. Shocked, even breathing became difficult. His chest felt like it was being weighed down by a huge rock, and every breath felt like a struggle.

Bo Qingmei did not comfort her. "I didn't expect that Rong Zhi would risk his life to save you. But even so, Bo Yuanshan didn't intend to let you go. Until Xingzhi told him that the person he liked was his male secretary..."

Sang Yuwan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, followed by an indescribable tremor that quickly spread from her chest to her whole body.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and all the sounds around me gradually faded away, leaving only my accelerated heartbeat and heavy breathing.