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

Sang Yuwan was furious. He stood up suddenly, his eyes looking down at her coldly.

"Rong Zhi, you are so shameless."

"The business world is always full of competition and deception. Madam has been in a high position for four years, and she doesn't even know this."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened and his voice became cold.

The cold and heartless words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Sang Yuwan's heart. Blood splattered and his whole body went cold.

"Very good. Thank you, Master, for giving me a free lesson."

Sang Yuwan's voice was filled with anger and trembled slightly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Rong Zhi lifted his heavy eyelids and said calmly, "You're welcome, Madam."

Sang Yuwan said angrily, "Don't call me that."

Rong Zhi's expression was calm, and his tone was emotionless. "If not Madam, should I call you Wanwan?"

Sang Yuwan's breathing stagnated, her head buzzed, and her ears turned red, "Rongzhi, you..."

Rong Zhi turned the bouquet, the corners of his lips twitching slightly, "Provocation."

He looked up.

She lowered her eyes.

The two sides, like players in a chess game, scrutinized each other, the atmosphere tense and tense, like a fully drawn bow ready to explode.

Sang Yuwan was frantic, took a deep breath, and raised her eyebrows, "Second Master, you can call me 'Sister Wan'."

He is Mingmei's boyfriend, so there is nothing wrong with him calling her "sister".

Rong Zhi raised his eyelids slightly, "..."

"Madam, it's time to go." Xiansi's voice came from the door.

She glared at Rong Zhi fiercely and said in a cold voice, "Second Master, take care of yourself."

The corners of Rong Zhi's lips twitched, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his deep eyes.

His pale smile was like scattered white snowflakes.

Sang Yuwan turned away with a cold face.

Rong Zhi looked at her cold and arrogant back, his eyes gradually softening. He raised his hand and picked off the petals that fell on his face one by one.

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Sang Yuwan came out of the ward and was about to go to the elevator when a woman wearing sunglasses and a mask came towards her.

"Fourth Miss?" Minglang recognized her and immediately rushed to Sang Yuwan.

Xiansi's expression tensed.

Sang Yuwan tugged at Minglang's arm and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

"Madam?" Minglang's eyes were full of vigilance.

Before Sang Yuwan could say anything, the woman opposite slowly spoke, "Minglang, your wife just helped me, and I can't thank her enough. How could you hurt her?"

Minglang lowered his voice and said angrily, "Fourth Miss, from childhood to adulthood, you have done many things to hurt the Madam."

Mingmei pushed up her sunglasses and smiled faintly, "That was all because I was ignorant back then. Minglang, have I done anything wrong in the past few years?"

Minglang snorted coldly, "You know what you have done."

Sang Yuwan's face was as cold as ice, and her brows were clear and sharp. "Minglang, there are not enough things."

What this means is that there is still time to chat here.

Minglang lowered his head, "Madam, I..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes passed over Mingmei lightly, and the corners of his lips rose as if he was smiling.

Contempt, sarcasm, mockery, and majesty.

Mingmei's heart trembled, and her eyes hidden behind her sunglasses suddenly shrank.

Unexpectedly, the orphan whom she once looked down upon was already much stronger than herself.

His eyes, words, and demeanor all reflect the style of a strong man.

She had the opportunity to have all of this.

If she worked harder, she would be Bo Xingzhi's wife.

Sang Yuwan stepped forward and passed by her. The charm and aura that the other person exuded made her heart clench.

Minglang kept staring at her.

Xian Si had no expression on his face, as if he hadn't seen her.

Mingmei clenched her fingers, a hint of resentment in her eyes.

She stood there for a full five minutes before taking a step.

The man in black stopped her.

"I'm Mingmei." Mingmei looked around and lowered her voice.

The man in black said with a cold expression, "No matter who it is, I will not see them."

"Didn't Sang Yuwan just come out from inside?" Mingmei frowned and blurted out.

The man in black glanced at her and said mercilessly, "How dare you compare yourself to my wife?"

Mingmei felt a stab in the heart, and her face under the mask turned pale instantly.

The man in black scolded, "If you don't leave now, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing this, Mingmei suppressed her anger and slowed down her tone, "Please give this to the Second Master. I wish him a speedy recovery."

The man in black reached out and took the gift box and flowers she handed over.

Mingmei glanced at the tightly closed ward door, a faint light flashing in her eyes. She gritted her teeth inwardly, "Sang Yuwan, I must become the best. When the time comes, I will humiliate you."

hum-

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Mingmei saw the incoming call clearly, and her eyes lit up. She took a deep breath and said in a charming tone, "Mr. Yang..."

After the other party finished speaking, her face changed drastically, "Boss Yang, why do you want to replace me...'Shen' Group?"

pat-

Mingmei's cell phone suddenly slipped from her palm and fell to the ground.

The man in black looked indifferent.

"How could this happen?" Mingmei opened her mouth slightly, stunned.

Seeing this, the man in black scolded expressionlessly, "Hurry up and leave."

Mingmei's breathing stagnated, her head felt numb and swollen, and her arms were trembling slightly.

She stood there motionless, like a puppet.

A cleaner came over pushing a medical waste cart and saw her standing in the middle of the aisle. He reminded her, "Please make way."

Mingmei's heart skipped a beat and she quickly bent down to pick up the phone.

The cleaner walked in a hurry and passed by her without waiting for her to move away.

The cold garbage truck hit Mingmei hard, and many of the things inside were scattered on the ground.

There were a few dirty pieces of waste paper hanging on her body, and she smelled terrible.

The cleaner glared at her fiercely and whispered, "You're sick."

Mingmei's expression froze, her face became very stiff, and her eyes widened behind her sunglasses. "Are you blind? Didn't you see anyone?"

The cleaner cursed back angrily, "I told you to get out of the way, are you deaf?"

Mingmei's heart was pounding, her chest heaving violently, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are!" The cleaner took the broom and swept twice, feeling irritated. It was unclear if the movements were too large or if she was doing it on purpose, but the edge of the broom brushed past Mingmei's high heels.

The shoes worth one hundred thousand yuan were suddenly stained with many stains.

Mingmei was so angry that she lost her mind and took off her sunglasses. Her eyebrows were raised, her eyes were wide, and she waved at the cleaner.

The cleaner was stunned for a moment, then became furious and picked up the broom to fight back at her.

"You..." Mingmei was no match for her and dodged quickly.

The cleaner didn't care anymore and the force on his hands became stronger and stronger.

Mingmei staggered, twisted her ankle, and sat on the ground.

Seeing this, the cleaner raised his broom and cursed through gritted teeth, "Are you still being so arrogant?"

Mingmei's chest heaved as she tried to stand up. Her sprained ankle was excruciatingly painful. "You... I will never let you go..."

The cleaner looked completely indifferent and said, "I'll wait."

Mingmei clenched her fists angrily, her fingertips digging deep into her palms.

In the corner, someone secretly filmed this scene.

The man in black, who had been watching indifferently, stepped forward and pulled Mingmei up from the ground, "Let's go."

Mingmei pushed him away and rushed into Rongzhi's ward without hesitation.

"Second Master..."

She started crying before she said anything.

Rong Zhi leaned against the headboard with his eyes half-closed and a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

The man in black followed in, looking nervous, "Second Master, I'm sorry. I'll take her away right away."

Mingmei's heart sank, tears streaming down her face. I felt so sorry for her. "Second Master, please help me..."

"Hurry up." The man in black strode up to her, grabbed her arm, and pretended to lead her to the door.

Mingmei yelled, "Let me go...Second Master..."