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

Sang Yuwan clenched his hands into fists, pressed his lips into a straight line, and his lips turned slightly white due to the force, as if he was trying his best to suppress the anger that was about to erupt.

The atmosphere around her became solemn and tense because of her anger, as if even the air had solidified.

Sang Yuwan was silent for a full ten minutes before she angrily yelled at Mingmei, "Mingmei, this time, I won't give you any more chances."

Mingmei knew that she had caused a big disaster this time and would be badly injured if she didn't die.

She bit the corner of her lip, her chest heaving as she looked at Rong Zhi and begged, "Master Rong, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please save me... We... We are..."

Some words came to my lips, but I swallowed them back.

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes, "Mingmei, what's wrong with us?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, anger flashed in her pupils, and her heart was like a strong wind stirring up waves, surging violently.

Seeing the two of them staring at her, Mingmei's courage instantly vanished. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Sang Yuwan continued Rong Zhi's words and said angrily, "Mingmei, explain clearly."

Mingmei's eyes were dodging, her breathing was rapid and heavy, her chest heaving violently, "I... I..."

Sang Yuwan ordered the man in black, "Keep hitting me."

"No..." Mingmei trembled with fear, "Sister Wan, Mr. Rong and I actually have nothing to do with each other... I just pretended to be his rumored girlfriend for a few days..."

Mingmei didn't dare to look at them at all when she spoke.

Sang Yuwan didn't care about this at all, she just thought she was hiding something, "Mingmei, I gave you a chance..."

"Sister Wan, there's more..." Mingmei was so frightened that her face turned pale. She felt like a huge rock was pressing on her heart and she had difficulty breathing.

Sang Yuwan stood up, his eyes filled with anger.

When Rong Zhi stood up, Mingmei spoke again.

"Sister Wan, Master Rong has coveted you, no... liked you... for a long time. For you, he even moved to Qinghe Garden..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, her brows furrowed, and she tilted her head to look at Rong Zhi, "Second Master, what do you mean?"

Rong Zhi glanced at Ming Mei, a complicated look in his eyes, "I bought the villa next door to you a long time ago."

Sang Yuwan's expression froze.

There was a hint of guilt in Rong Zhi's eyes, "I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier."

Sang Yuwan recovered and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Second Master, you are really deliberate."

After she finished speaking, she walked out, leaving behind a sentence, "Send Mingmei back to the Ming family. If anything happens to Mingzhan, I want her to be buried with him."

"Sister Wan... I was wrong... I was really wrong..." Mingmei sobbed, her voice hoarse.

Rong Zhi instructed the man in black, "Change her into clean clothes when you send her back to the Ming family."

"Yes."

Rong Zhi caught up with Sang Yuwan in a flash and reached out to hold her hand.

"Don't touch me." Sang Yuwan's face was full of anger.

Rong Zhi insisted on holding her hand, "Hold it. I'm relieved."

Sang Yuwan is three months pregnant and her condition is relatively stable, but she still needs to be extremely careful.

Rong Zhi wanted to take her away more than ever.

Power, wealth, and status are not as important as her and her children.

He walked towards her, and had been walking towards her for many years.

He didn't want to end up with nothing.

Sang Yuwan struggled, "Let me go."

Rong Zhi did not let go, but held it even tighter.

His hands, broad and warm, gently wrapped around Sang Yuwan's slender fingers. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Sang Yuwan's fingertips trembled slightly, but not because of nervousness or throbbing, but because of anger.

Ming Zhan's life or death is unknown, she is extremely anxious and has no mood to care about anything else.

"Rong Zhi, let go."

"Madam, now is not the time to be angry." Rong Zhi said gently.

Sang Yuwan paused for a moment, raised her eyes, and a faint red appeared at the corners of her eyes. "Do you think I'm angry with you? Rongzhi, you don't understand me at all."

Rong Zhi's lowered eyes were deep and bright, containing thousands of words.

He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "I know you're anxious. But at any time, you should take care of yourself first."

Sang Yuwan's pupils shrank and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

This man was really worried about her.

She retracted her gaze and continued walking, "Rong Zhi, do you really have to do this?"

Rong Zhi understood the meaning of her words, his eyes tightened, and he spoke in a tone that brooked no argument.

"From this moment on, I will never let go of your hand."

Sang Yuwan's chest heaved, his lips straightened, and he said nothing more.

The man in black handed Mingmei to the bodyguard and hurriedly followed them.

"Second Master, Madam, we have already found out where Shen Yilin is currently."

Sang Yuwan felt a stab in the heart, "Where's Ming Zhan?"

The man in black lowered his head and said, "I haven't found anything yet."

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale instantly, and his body swayed twice.

Rong Zhi was startled and hurriedly held her shoulders and hugged her.

Then he ordered the man in black, "Go check it out quickly."

"Yes." The man in black responded and immediately took out his cell phone to make a call.

Sang Yuwan stood on the eaves, looked up at the sky.

The boundless night, like a deep and mysterious painting, slowly unfolds between heaven and earth.

As night falls, the stars hide behind thick clouds, as if even the tiniest light is swallowed up by the vast darkness.

Everything around was shrouded in a layer of deep blue-black, a pure and profound darkness that could not be penetrated by the eyes, and one could only feel an endless heaviness.

Sang Yuwan's eyes were red, as if crystal tears would overflow at any time, but she stubbornly held them back, not letting her sadness leak out easily.

She was silent for a few seconds, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her voice suddenly became hoarse, "Rongzhi, second brother will be fine, right?"

"Believe me, he will be fine." Rong Zhi whispered, "Shall I take you back to the Ming family?"

Sang Yuwan calmed down and said, "The Ming family must be in chaos at this time. I have to rush over immediately."

Seeing this, Rong Zhi admired her even more.

No wonder Bo Yuanshan was so confident in handing over the Bo family and the Bo family to her.

It is better to be in danger than to be in chaos, and to advance and retreat with moderation.

Stay awake at all times.

-

When Sang Yuwan returned to Ming's house, Ming Yi immediately went to greet her.

"Sister Wan, you're finally back. You're not here, and my second brother isn't here either. I don't know what to do."

Sang Yuwan's expression darkened slightly as she asked, "How are Uncle Ming and Aunt Lan?"

Mingyi frowned, "My mom is fine, but Dad is a little bit worse."

Sang Yuwan paused and said, "Mingyi, you go to the mourning hall and look after big brother first. I'll go see Uncle Ming."

Ming nodded.

Sang Yuwan grew up in the Ming family and is familiar with everything about the Ming family.

She soon arrived at Mingyu's residence.

Mingyu's condition was indeed quite bad.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed and his face looked very bad.