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

Rong Zhi held her hand tightly, a smile unconsciously rising in the corners of his eyes, and a light flashing in his eyes that only she could understand. It was a sense of security and being cherished that could be felt without words.

There was not a trace of impurities in his eyes, only pure, unreserved doting, as if he was guarding the most precious treasure in the world.

Sang Yuwan looked at him, her heart trembling. Deep in her eyes, there seemed to be a pool of clear spring water, which at this moment was rippling with layers of delicate ripples, flashing with complex and subtle light.

She was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Second Master, since you want to check, then go check it immediately."

Rong Zhi's face was calm, with a firm yet gentle light flashing in his eyes. "I'll go now."

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and nodded.

Rong Zhi handed her the thermos cup, then stood up and left.

After he left, Mingyi slowly walked to Sang Yuwan and said, "Sister Wan, I'm here. You go and rest."

Sang Yuwan looked at Ming Yu's portrait and shook her head, "I'm not tired."

Mingyi sat down when he saw that no one came in.

It would be a lie for Sang Yuwan to say that he wasn't tired. He felt extremely exhausted after guarding for the past two days.

She is a pregnant woman.

Fortunately, Rong Zhi is back.

After sitting quietly for a while, Mingyi suddenly frowned and asked in confusion, "Sister Wan, President Rong just came back, why is he leaving again?"

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and replied lightly, "Something happened."

After a pause, she added, "Don't ask too many questions."

Mingyi's heart tightened and he pursed his lips.

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Rong Zhi left the mourning hall and ordered the men in black to retrieve the Ming family’s surveillance footage from the past two days.

What is quite strange is that all the surveillance footage from a certain period of time is gone.

Without thinking, you know that someone destroyed it on purpose.

This person is the secret agent planted by Shen Yilin in the Ming family.

At this moment, he might be in some corner, watching their every move.

"Second Master, is the information of the Ming family's servants all here?" The man in black took more action.

Check the surveillance and also check the people.

There are no weak soldiers under a strong general.

He was brought up by Rong Zhi himself.

The means and abilities are naturally extraordinary.

Rong Zhi quickly flipped through it and asked, "Have you finished checking?"

The man in black replied truthfully, "Preliminary investigation revealed no suspicious individuals."

Rong Zhi frowned, his pupils darkened, and a chill spread all over his body.

The man in black lowered his head and spoke again, "Second Master, could this person not be a servant of the Ming family, but a guest who came to pay their respects?"

Rong Zhi's face was as gloomy as if the sky was about to be hit by a storm, with dark clouds and no trace of light.

The man in black continued, "The Ming family is considered a prominent family in Jiangcheng. Many people came to pay their respects, and the bodyguards can't monitor them one by one..."

The air around seemed to be frozen, with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

"This person can't be a guest coming to pay condolences." Rong Zhi opened his thin lips slightly.

The man in black was stunned. "Why are you so sure, Master?"

Rong Zhi's sharp gaze fell on the information of a certain servant, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This person. Go check it out again."

The man in black's pupils shrank and he immediately looked over.

"Isn't this the kitchen helper?"

"Oh no..." The man in black suddenly remembered something, his heart struck by lightning, his eyes widened, "Madam, that cup of ginger sugar tea was made by her. Second Master..."

"What?!" Rong Zhi's heart was suddenly struck by a sudden lightning bolt, stirring up a thousand waves. His blood rushed faster, and a rich blood color suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He hurried towards the mourning hall.

"Late night..."

Ming was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Boss Rong, Sister Wan just fell asleep. If you have anything to say, you'd better wait until later."

Rong Zhi's chest heaved violently. He half squatted down and picked up Sang Yuwan who was resting on Ming Yi's shoulder.

Even though his movements were very large, Sang Yuwan was not awakened at all.

Mingyi stood up and said, "Boss Rong, are you going to send Sister Wan off..."

Before he could finish his words, Rong Zhi had already left with Sang Yuwan in his arms.

Ming Yi was stunned for a few minutes, then the corners of his mouth slowly rose. "This is the Ming family. Mr. Rong is so blatant. He is really brave."

He pursed his lips, looked at the portraits of Ming Yu and Ming Xiao, and said softly, "Dad, big brother, you all saw it. President Rong really cares about Sister Wan. You don't have to worry about her anymore."

After a while, a servant came running over and said anxiously to him, "Fifth Young Master, something happened."

Mingyi's heart skipped a beat and he frowned, "What's wrong?"

The servant was a little breathless, his voice rising and falling, "Master Bo's men have tied up the cook in the small kitchen."

Ming Yi frowned and said in a serious tone, "This is the Ming family. How dare he be so presumptuous? I'm going to find Mr. Rong now."

The servant's chest heaved as he trembled as he said, "Second Master Bo drove the car and took Miss Wan away."

"What?!" Ming Yi was so shocked that he almost shouted out.

As soon as Rong Zhi took Sang Yuwan away, his men kidnapped the servants of the Ming family.

What does this mean?

The servant lowered his head and spoke again boldly, "Fifth Young Master, Mr. Bo's men are taking the cook away now. Look..."

Ming Yi's brows were twisted into a furrowed ridge, as if a blazing flame could burst forth from them. His mouth was pursed, the lines of his jaw hardened by the effort. His breathing became rapid and heavy, each inhalation and exhalation akin to a more violent storm building within his chest.

"Let's go. Let's see who dares to take the Ming family away."

The servant took a deep breath and led him to the small kitchen.

Two bodyguards were assigned to guard the mourning hall.

As soon as Ming stepped into the small kitchen, he saw the bound cook struggling violently. A rag was stuffed in her mouth, her cheeks puffed up slightly from the struggle, her eyes wide open with pain and fear.

"What are you doing?"

Mingyi angrily questioned the man in black.

The man in black said calmly, "Master Mingyi, I want to take this man away."

"Ah...ah..." The air in the cook's mouth seemed to become thinner, and every breath became extremely difficult. Her nostrils expanded slightly due to the rapid breathing, but even so, it could not relieve the fear of suffocation.

"She is a member of the Ming family. Why do you take her away?" Ming Yi seemed to have turned into an enraged lion, surrounded by inviolable majesty and danger.

The man in black said calmly, "This is the order from the Second Master and his wife. If you want to know the reason, go ask them in person."

Mingyi's face flushed red with blood, and blood vessels popped out clearly on his forehead. "I don't believe they would give such an order."

The man in black grabbed the cook's arm and said coldly, "If you don't believe me, you can call them."

Mingyi became even angrier when he saw how arrogant he was.

He stretched out his hands to stop them, "The head of the Ming family is now my second brother. You can't take anyone away without his order."

The man in black couldn't help but frown, his heart suddenly sinking.

If Rong Zhi hadn't repeatedly told him not to reveal anything to anyone until the matter was fully investigated, he would have taken the person away long ago.

Mingyi saw that he was silent, and clenched his hands into fists, "Let her go."