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

"Can you say that again?!"

Sang Yuwan's palms were cold and her fingertips were trembling.

"Wan'er, come to the hospital quickly, big brother wants to see you."

The voice on the other end of the phone was nasal and breathless.

Sang Yuwan stood there, her eyes fixed, as if fixed by an invisible force.

She understood what Ming Zhan said.

Ming Xiao's condition worsened and he was dying.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, all the sounds around her gradually faded away, leaving only her rapid and uneasy breathing echoing in her ears.

"Tell my brother I'll be right over. If he doesn't see me, he won't allow me to..."

Sang Yuwan's fingers were trembling and her eyes were red.

"it is good."

Ming Zhan's voice was hoarse.

blah-

Sang Yuwan's cell phone fell to the ground.

Rong Zhi quickly bent down, picked it up, and put it in her coat pocket. He took a deep breath and kept his voice calm, "I'll take you there."

Sang Yuwan unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if only in this way could he slightly ease the unspeakable panic in his heart.

Her eyes were red and she nodded silently.

Rong Zhi hugged her shoulders and walked towards the door.

Sang Yuwan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She stopped and pursed her lips, "Second Master, it's better to keep a distance."

Rong Zhi's expression froze slightly, the corners of his lips curled up, and he silently let go of his hand.

Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths and forced herself to calm down.

The more complicated things are, the more you need to stay calm and clear-headed.

This is what Bo Yuanshan once said.

Putting aside his calculations towards her, he did try his best to cultivate her.

Sang Yuwan took another step, and although his steps were heavy, they became more determined.

Rong Zhi followed behind her, deliberately slowing down his pace.

The two men came downstairs one after the other. The old housekeeper came to greet them and asked respectfully, "Master, how are you going to handle the funeral of the Second Master?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes were cold as he said, "Let's do what we have to do."

The steward clasped his hands together, bent down, and lowered his head, "Yes."

Rong Zhi passed by him, glanced at him sideways, and added, "Be more careful in the obituary."

The butler bowed and said, "Yes, Second Master."

Even though Rong Zhi has taken charge of the Rong family, in the eyes of the Bo family, he is still Bo Yuanshan's adopted son and Bo Xingzhi's younger brother.

Rong Zhi said nothing more and strode after Sang Yuwan.

-

Along the way, Sang Yuwan did not speak a word, and pursed her lips tightly.

Her feelings towards Ming Xiao are different from those towards Ming Zhan.

She had just begun to fall in love with Ming Zhan, a vague feeling between a man and a woman.

Ming Xiao and she had no blood relationship, and they hadn't even spent much time together. But his wisdom, integrity, kindness, and silent care for Sang Yuwan were enough for her to regard him as her own brother.

Having lost her parents at a young age, no one longs for family affection more than her.

When she thought about Ming Xiao leaving this world soon, she couldn't help but frown, and her eyes revealed a trace of worry that was hard to conceal. It felt like a huge rock was pressing on her chest, and her breathing unconsciously became heavy and slow. Every breath she took seemed like she was trying to fight against the depression in her heart.

Rong Zhi held her hand and found a layer of cold sweat on her palm.

His big palm tightly wrapped around her cold hand and said gently, "Relax."

Sang Yuwan didn't say anything, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Rong Zhi stretched out his arms and hugged her.

Sang Yuwan's body felt much warmer.

When they were about to reach the hospital, she suddenly said, "Rongzhi, is Shen Yilin also in the hospital?"

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened slightly as he said, "Don't worry. He doesn't dare to come."

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, "Are you sure?"

Rong Zhi's eyes were cold and he said meaningfully, "It's time to close the net."

Sang Yuwan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, roaring in her chest like a war drum, and every beat seemed to break through the fragile constraints of her flesh.

-

Qinghe Garden.

1308.

Shen Yilin walked into the villa gate, his black windbreaker swaying gently in the wind, like a ghost in the night.

The eerie footsteps seemed as if every step was on the edge of an invisible abyss, bringing with it waves of heart-pounding chills.

The low, rhythmic sound added a touch of eeriness to the quiet air. The invisible sense of oppression made people want to retreat involuntarily.

"Young Master." The servant immediately lowered his head when he saw him.

"How is she?" Shen Yilin's voice was cold, with an indescribable chill.

The servant was nervous and uneasy, "Master, the old lady still refuses to eat."

Shen Yilin paused, the slight fluctuation in the air revealed an indescribable chill, as if even the air around him was frozen by this chill.

"I want to die. It's not that easy."

The servants were so frightened that they dared not breathe.

After a few seconds of pause, he walked towards the basement.

The buildings in Qinghe Garden all have three on top and two on the bottom.

Shen Yilin put his hands in his pockets, a sinister smile on his lips.

The more I thought about going down, the dimmer the light became.

He walked into the basement in the darkness without turning on the light.

A faint ray of light stubbornly seeped in from a narrow ventilation vent high above, interweaving with the surrounding darkness to create a mysterious and oppressive atmosphere. The air was filled with the smell of dampness and mildew, and in the corners were piled some forgotten debris - broken wooden barrels, rusty iron chains, and old books covered in dust.

A middle-aged woman with messy hair was sitting on the old sofa.

Hearing the eerie footsteps, she remained very calm, even raising a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Son, you finally came to see me."