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

"Mrs. Bo, I'm not kidding."

The woman hugged Rong Zhi's right leg tightly, her eyes becoming sharp and complex as she growled these words. After that, she pursed her lips and waited quietly for Sang Yuwan to make the final decision.

The air around seemed to freeze because of the roar, and even time slowed down.

Everyone held their breath.

Ming Zhan clenched his fists, his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force, and the blue veins were faintly visible, revealing his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

"Wan'er, she's a lunatic, hurry up and leave..."

Before he finished speaking, Rong Zhi spoke slowly.

"Song Yulian, if you really want to die, I will accompany you."

The deep voice, each syllable seemed frozen by frost, heavy and slow. It seemed to contain a thousand years of ice, making people feel a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts, as if their souls were frozen at this moment.

The woman's heartstrings trembled, and her throat was stinging. "Mrs. Bo, do you really want him to die with me?"

Sang Yuwan stuffed her hands into her coat pockets, her eyes calm as water, without the slightest fluctuation or panic. There was even a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Let go of Rong Zhi, and I'll agree to your request."

"Wan'er." Ming Zhan frowned, "She is Shen Yilin's mother. Be careful, there might be a trap."

Sang Yuwan's lips curled up slightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Don't worry. It won't cause any big trouble."

She paused, her expression stern, and said to the woman, "Song Yulian, let's go."

The woman took two deep breaths and spoke with red eyes, "Mrs. Bo, you'd better not play tricks."

Sang Yuwan sneered, "I'm not your son."

The sarcastic words were like a steel knife, stabbing into the woman's heart.

She trembled and slowly loosened her hands.

The next second, Rong Zhi suddenly turned around and looked down at her condescendingly.

"Song Yulian, let's go."

The woman supported herself with her hands and struggled to get up from the ground.

Rong Zhi turned sideways again and looked at Sang Yuwan, "Madam, wait until we get in the car before you leave."

Sang Yuwan nodded.

When the woman left, she looked at Sang Yuwan meaningfully.

Ming Zhan looked at him in shock, "Wan'er, don't go."

Sang Yuwan's eyebrows were cold and clear, "As long as Rong Zhi is here, I will be fine."

Ming Zhan's fingers stiffened and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Sang Yuwan watched the woman and Rong Zhi walk out of the mourning hall before she started walking.

-

after an hour.

Two black Bentleys were parked in the parking lot of Wanhuashan Cemetery.

Sang Yuwan's parents are buried here.

The sun shone weakly through the sparse clouds, making the silent world seem even more desolate. Crows flew by, leaving behind a few mournful cries.

Song Yulian got out of the car and froze when she saw the scene in front of her.

Rong Zhi glanced back and saw that Sang Yuwan’s car was about to arrive.

His eyes darkened and he whispered, "Let's go."

The cold sweat on Song Yulian's back had soaked her clothes, and her palms were pierced by her nails.

She followed Rong Zhi and walked up step by step.

As you enter the cemetery, a bluestone path winds forward, with neatly trimmed pines and cypresses on both sides.

The higher we went, the quieter the cemetery became. Thin rays of sunlight shone on each tombstone, coating them with a golden glow.

Song Yulian guessed where Rong Zhi was going to take her. Her heart seemed to be grasped tightly by a big hand, and then suddenly dropped.

Causal loop.

She deserves to die too.

Rong Zhi came to a tomb of a couple and stopped.

Song Yulian's breathing stagnated and her steps stopped instantly.

She looked intently at the tombstone.

Red eyes, blurred vision.

The photo on the tombstone is not clear.

She took a deep breath, her heart in her throat as she spoke, "Is this the gravesite of Shen Chongzhou and Lan Xin?"

Rong Zhi said coldly, "Kneel down."

Song Yulian gasped, a chill running from her feet to her head. Suppressing the fear in her heart, she spoke with difficulty, "Where's Yilin?"

Sang Yuwan's voice came from behind her, "Shen Yilin is not here."

Song Yulian's breathing stagnated, her eyes widened, and her chest heaved violently, "You actually lied to me..."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened, "Song Yulian, kneel down."

Song Yulian's shoulders trembled slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Yilin said that you are not ordinary people and asked me to be careful..."

Sang Yuwan walked to the tombstone, raised her hand, and gently wiped the photo on it.

"Dad, Mom, I've been searching for so long and finally found the murderer who killed you."

Her breathing became heavy and choked, each inhale accompanied by a sharp pain in her heart.

Song Yulian leaned forward slightly, as if she was bearing an unspeakable burden.

Sang Yuwan said again, "Song Yulian, why don't you kneel down in front of my parents."

Rong Zhi then said, "If you don't know how to kneel, I'll teach you."

Song Yulian suddenly laughed out loud, "How about we go to the underworld together, and watch me kneel down to them with your own eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Zhi kicked her hard in the chest.

Almost at the same time, he grabbed Sang Yuwan's wrist and slipped into the cypress bushes beside the tomb.

The unexpected kick made Song Yulian roll a long way away.

boom--

The huge explosion, like the most shocking symphony in nature, suddenly tore through the quiet air.

The air seemed to be violently compressed, then suddenly expanded, forming an invisible shock wave that spread rapidly in all directions, accompanied by a strong smell of gunpowder.

Rong Zhi covered Sang Yuwan's ears.

Several dark figures flashed past them.

After a long while, Rong Zhi slowly let go of his hand.

Sang Yuwan slowly turned her head and looked not far away.

Thick smoke filled the air, making it feel particularly oppressive.

"This is her own choice, don't blame others." Rong Zhi hugged her and whispered.

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, a trace of confusion in her eyes, "She only said that she poisoned my mother, so what about my father?"

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened slightly, "I believe the truth will soon come out."

Sang Yuwan's lips straightened and she looked away, "Let's go back."

Rong Zhi helped her out of the cypress bushes, looked up at the sky that had suddenly darkened, and his pupils shrank slightly. "I want to formally introduce myself to your parents."

Sang Yuwan was stunned for a moment, then said softly, "Today is not suitable. Let's go."

After saying that, she was about to turn around and leave.

Rong Zhi held her wrist, a soft light overflowing from his eyes, "Wanwan, when are you going to introduce me to them?"

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and said lightly, "No need for introduction, they also know that you are the second master of the Bo family."

Rong Zhi's heart sank, and he smiled, "Not this identity."

Sang Yuwan's heartbeat quickened, and her heart rippled slightly. After a few seconds of silence, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Master Rong?"

Rong Zhi's lips curved deeper, "Neither."