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

Rong Zhi's dark eyes were like stars sinking in a cold pond, and his face was filled with gloom. "Let her go."

"Yes." The man in black immediately let go and walked out.

Mingmei moved step by step to Rongzhi's bedside, tears welling in her eyes, "Second Master..."

Rong Zhi sneered, "Miss Ming, what's going on here?"

Mingmei lowered her head and took off her mask. Her red lips were pale as frost. "Second Master, please help me talk to Mr. Shen and ask him to let me continue to play the leading role."

Rong Zhi's half-closed eyes opened instantly, and he raised the corners of his mouth, "Which Mr. Shen?"

Mingmei replied, "Shen Qianjie from the Shen Group."

Rong Zhi smiled and opened his thin lips, "I don't know him."

Mingmei's body suddenly trembled, and her expression was a little broken. "You are the second master of the Bo family. Even if you don't know him, he will know you."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened slightly, and he said in annoyance, "Once is already an exception."

The ruthless words were like a bucket of cold water, chilling Mingmei to the bone. Her lips turned pale. "Second Master, the video on my phone..."

"Mingmei, one should not be too greedy."

Rong Zhi's voice was clear and cold, like melted snow, seeping into people's hearts.

"Second Master, what can you do to help me?"

Mingmei felt a sore nose and the golden beans in the corners of her eyes fell one by one.

Rong Zhi pursed his thin lips slightly, his jawline sharp, "Miss Ming, if you want me to help you, you have to show some sincerity."

Mingmei froze and opened her mouth, "Second Master, I'll give you whatever you want. Including myself."

Rong Zhi smiled contemptuously, "Oh?"

Mingmei made up her mind and took off her coat, revealing the slim dress underneath.

Rong Zhi's face was calm, and there was no emotion in his black pupils.

Seeing that he remained silent, Mingmei bit her lip hard, reached back, and unzipped her skirt.

"Ms. Ming, you really have no bottom line."

The intense irony, like a sharp knife, pierced Mingmei's heart. Her fingertips paused, her half-exposed back covered in a shameful red. Her blood boiled in her heart, and hatred surged like a wave.

"Second Master, what do you want?"

At this moment, she was like a drowning person, and regarded Rong Zhi as her only life-saving straw.

She can only be saved if she catches him.

The calmness on Rong Zhi's face instantly shattered, revealing a sharp murderous intent, "Six years ago, what exactly happened between Ming Zhan and Sang Yuwan?"

Mingmei was struck by lightning, her face changed suddenly, and her heart almost stopped.

Rong Zhi spoke coldly, "This is the only condition."

Mingmei was so shocked that she fell into the chair in front of the bed, her face as pale as frost.

-

As soon as Sang Yuwan returned to the "Bo Group", Xian Si reported hurriedly.

"Madam, Miss Ming is trending again."

Sang Yuwan frowned, a hint of annoyance in her eyes, "What's the keyword?"

Xian Si's tone was a little surprised, "embarrassed."

Sang Yuwan smiled and said, "Broken up?"

Xian Si shook his head, "No."

She handed over the phone, "Ma'am, look."

Sang Yuwan didn't answer, but just lowered her eyes and glanced at him twice, with a faint sneer on the corner of her mouth.

The video playing on the phone showed Mingmei and the cleaner fighting.

"Why is Miss Ming so impulsive? I think she is usually quite stable." Xian Si frowned.

Sang Yuwan is not angry but smiles instead.

Xian Si continued, "Strange, the incident happened right outside the Second Master's ward, and he didn't even step out to stop it?"

When Rong Zhi was mentioned, Sang Yuwan felt inexplicably upset.

She retracted her gaze, walked to the desk, and pulled out the big chair. "Notify Minglang that I have to work overtime tonight."

"Yes." Xian Si responded and walked out.

Sang Yuwan turned on the computer, entered the group office system, and processed the documents sent by the vice presidents.

After Bo Xingzhi came to power, he carried out a series of drastic reforms to the company's structure and operating model, with very obvious results.

I have to say, he is a business genius.

It's a pity that his humanity is too despicable for her.

Sang Yuwan was halfway through processing when Minglang came in with a lunch box. "Madam, it's time for dinner."

"Put it there. I'll eat it later."

"Madam, the dishes at Yakeju should be eaten while hot. They won't taste good if they're cold."

Sang Yuwan tapped on the keyboard and responded to him, "It's okay, you can heat it up later."

Minglang was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

He hurriedly put down the lunch box and walked out quickly.

"I checked it out and confirmed it was him."

Minglang's chest was heaving, and the gloom in his eyes was like a dark cloud looming.

Xian Si walked to the door holding a stack of documents. Seeing the anger on his face, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Minglang's pupils shrank, and murderous intent burst out like a torrent, "I'm going to the hospital now and kill the Second Master."

Xian Si was shocked, "Jiang Meng didn't lie?"

Minglang clenched his fingers, veins popped on the back of his palms, and his finger bones turned white.

Xian Si knew that he was protecting his master and was worried that he might act impulsively. He quickly weighed the documents in his hand and said, "Open the door for me."

The blood in Minglang's heart was boiling, and the anger in his chest could not be suppressed.

He opened the door and prepared to turn around.

"Stop." Xian Si became anxious and raised his voice.

Sang Yuwan frowned, raised her eyes and glanced at them.

Minglang's face was gloomy and dark, as if it was the eve of a storm.

Sang Yuwen's heart sank slightly, and he raised the corners of his lips, "Come in."

Minglang took a deep breath, lowered his head, and walked with heavy steps.

Xian Si walked over to Sang Yuwan before him and placed the documents on the desk. He turned and looked at Minglang.

Sang Yuwan glared at Minglang coldly, "Who called you just now?"

Minglang frowned, breathing heavily. After a few seconds, he whispered, "Lin Yue."

Xian Si was stunned, "Why are you still in contact with him?"

Minglang said nothing.

Sang Yuwan's expression tensed, and the atmosphere in the office suddenly dropped a lot.

"What did he say?"

Minglang replied, "Madam, it is absolutely true. It is the Second Master who wants to harm you."

Sang Yuwan raised her eyebrows slightly, and her smile was as cold as ice. "Interesting."

Minglang couldn't believe it, "Madam, are you planning to let the Second Master go?"

Xian Si also looked confused.

Sang Yuwan took the top folder, lowered her head to look through it, and a fierce cold light flashed across her clear and sharp eyes.

"Minglang, don't associate with Lin Yue anymore. He is not a serious person."

Minglang was startled. "Could he be one of Master Bo's concubines?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes grew a little colder.

Minglang's heartbeat quickened, and he hurriedly said, "Madam, I'll block all his contact information right now. But I'm just holding this anger in my heart and can't bear it any more."

"Get out. Stay here quietly." Sang Yuwan raised her head, with an obvious warning in her eyes.

"I..." Minglang wanted to say more.

Xian Si pushed, "Let's go."

The office door was closed from the outside. Sang Yuwan pinched her sore nose bridge, trying to ease her mood.

I don’t know why, but Rong Zhi’s cold and pale face kept appearing in my mind.

She closed the file, stood up, and walked to the French window.

As night falls, the lights come on and the neon lights gradually appear.

The cold city is covered with a colorful coat.

Lights shine through the windows, some bright, some dim, interweaving into a deep and mysterious picture.

The whole body of the sunset seems to be dotted with starlight.

The height is not cold.

It’s a lie to say I’m not tired.

But since you have chosen to sit in this high position, you must bear all of this.

She turned around and prepared to eat when her cell phone vibrated.