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

Shen Qianjie fell to his knees in front of him, trembling. "Second Master, I didn't expect Jiang Hanbo to be so crazy that he wouldn't even want his own life."

Rong Zhi bent down slightly, frowned slightly, and said with murderous intent, "Were those people at the door of the Bo family also ordered by you?"

Shen Qianjie's face turned pale, and his voice trembled as he slowly said, "Didn't I want to continue to cause trouble for the Bo family?"

Rong Zhi smiled, his jade-like face looking gloomy.

Shen Qianjie's body was shaking violently, with cold sweat on his temples. "Second Master, I'm going to tell them to get out now."

Rong Zhi straightened up and kicked him, his cold eyes like a sharp blade, "It's too late."

Shen Qianjie froze.

Rong Zhi's lips were stretched straight, his dark eyes were like stars sinking in a cold pond, and his whole stern face was full of gloom.

Shen Qianjie's palms were cold and trembling. He took two deep breaths and tried to make amends. "Second Master, tell me what you want me to do."

Rong Zhi's eyebrows lowered, his eyes fierce, "Release the surveillance footage of yesterday's car accident."

Shen Qianjie's whole body froze, his tongue seemed to be stuck to his palate, and he was unable to speak.

Rong Zhi looked down at him condescendingly and asked sternly, "Did it go dark?"

Shen Qianjie's heart sank, and he kowtowed profusely, "I was worried that Madam Bo would find out about you, so I deleted all the surveillance footage."

"Can it be repaired?"

"Maybe... probably... unlikely..."

Rong Zhi's rage surged, and he kicked Shen Qianjie to the door.

A fishy-sweet taste surged in Shen Qianjie's throat, and with a "puff", he spat out a large mouthful of blood, "Second Master..."

Before he could finish his words, his eyes went dark and he fainted.

Rong Zhi called his assistant and sent him to the hospital.

The sunlight coming in did not add any warmth to the huge office, but instead made the air even colder.

Rong Zhi took out his cell phone and was about to make a call when his palm felt numb.

A call from someone unfamiliar yet not unfamiliar.

Rong Zhi's cool fingertips slid open the phone screen, his expression cold, "What's the matter?"

"Second Master, where are you now? I want to see you." A soft female voice was asked with a hint of timidity.

Rong Zhi's expression was cold and distant, "I'm busy."

Mingmei felt a little lost and started crying immediately, "Second Master, save me..."

"Why should I save you?" Rong Zhi asked ruthlessly.

Mingmei was stunned for a few seconds, her voice aggrieved and pitiful, "Then can you help me make an appointment with Sister Wan?"

"Night sister?"

Rong Zhi curled his lips, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his slightly furrowed brows were like a sharp sword.

Mingmei could tell that he was mocking her relationship with Sang Yuwan, saying that they were not close enough to call each other sisters.

"I'm talking about Madam Bo." Mingmei took a deep breath and added, "Second Master's sister-in-law."

When Rong Zhi heard the latter sentence, a black aura that covered the sky and the sun was reflected in his dark eyes.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mingmei choked up and said, "Second Master, please help me this time. I will definitely repay you in the future."

Rong Zhi's pupils shrank slightly, "What if I don't help?"

Mingmei's breathing was heavy and deep. "Second Master, I know a secret of Master Bo. He not only likes women, but also men."

Rong Zhi picked up the already cold coffee and took a sip, a scornful smile in his eyes, "My eldest brother is dead, and you still want to throw dirty water on him?"

Ming Mei, who was at her wit's end, sobbed and said, "I'm telling the truth."

Rong Zhi sneered, as if he had just heard a huge joke, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Yes," Mingmei confirmed. "That day, at Bo's residence in Beijing, I saw him hugging his secretary."

Rong Zhi frowned, his voice cold, "Nonsense."

Mingmei sobbed twice, "Second Master, I still have their video on my phone?"

"Haha." Rong Zhi's laugh was terrifying. "So, you plan to use it to threaten your sister-in-law."

Mingmei's heart clenched violently, and her heartbeat was completely chaotic. "Second Master, I have no choice. Sister Wan was too cruel to me."

The smile on Rong Zhi's lips froze, and his eyes revealed a dangerous look. "Is it possible that I can't help with this?"

"You set the conditions." Mingmei blurted out.

Rong Zhi's dark eyes were captivating. "Okay. Wait for my call."

Without waiting for Mingmei's response, he hung up.

The man in black came in, holding a document in his hand, "Second Master, this is Madam's itinerary for the past week."

Rong Zhi took it, glanced at it, and his pupils shrank slightly. "'Xinyu Media'?"

The man in black explained, "Madam has arranged to discuss something with Liu Zhao in a private room at Yunyan Pavilion."

Liu Zhao, the owner of "Xinyu Media".

Rong Zhi curled the corners of his lips, stood up, and walked out with Sang Yuwan's itinerary.

The man in black was puzzled, "Second Master, where are you going?"

Rong Zhi replied, "'New Language'."

After taking two steps, he paused.

"Let's restore the on-site surveillance footage of yesterday's car accident later."

The man in black understood immediately, "Yes."

Rong Zhi frowned and said, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."

The man in black lowered his head.

-

Bo Group.

Liu Changqing received the order and hurried downstairs.

Police and Bo's security personnel have arrived at the scene and set up a cordon.

Jiang Hanbo's wife had disheveled hair and was crying in a hoarse voice.

"Sang Yuwan, you killed my husband, I want you to pay with your life."

The people around him echoed loudly.

"Killing for life is a matter of course."

"Sang Yuwan, come out here. As the person in charge of the group, you must take responsibility for your actions."

"If you don't give us an explanation today, we won't leave."

Jiang Hanbo's mother sat on the ground, beating her chest and stamping her feet, "My poor Hanbo, how could he be gone like this..."

The wind blew the wreath, making a rustling sound.

This scene attracted many passers-by to stop and attracted a large number of news media.

Liu Changqing walked up to Jiang Hanbo's wife with a dark face and said sternly.

"Your husband's car accident was purely accidental. There's no point in making a fuss."

Jiang Hanbo's wife wiped her tears and said angrily.

"If he hadn't been seeking compensation, would he have had an accident?"

"Bo's is such a big company, how could they not come up with a mere tens of thousands of dollars? It's obvious they don't want to give it."

"It's all that Sang Yuwan. She deliberately made things difficult for my Han Bo..."

Liu Changqing shook his head. "That's nonsense. Jiang Hanbo is my subordinate. He seriously violated company regulations. I'm being merciful by not punishing him."

Jiang Hanbo's wife's eyes widened when she heard this. "You're talking nonsense. Sang Yuwan promised to compensate my Hanbo 30,000. If you don't believe me, ask her to come down and confront me."

Liu Changqing's expression froze, but he suppressed his emotions. "Why would I confront you about something that's completely fabricated? If you continue to make such a fuss, we'll have no choice but to go through the legal process."

Jiang Hanbo's wife sniffed, her eyes turned red, and she knelt on the ground.

"Don't try to scare me. If I can't see Sang Yuwan, I'll die here."

As she spoke, she suddenly took out a pair of scissors from her pocket and put them against her neck.