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

Entertainment news push.

It's about Mingmei.

In the past few days, she has been on the hot search list, and the number of her fans has increased a lot.

Black and red are also red.

Sang Yuwan walked towards the dining table while watching the news.

The agency released a statement.

The reason why Mingmei fought with the cleaner was that she wanted to better understand the character's emotional changes and also wanted to be more realistic in her future performances.

Those who secretly take photos and upload them privately will be held accountable for their legal responsibilities.

There is also a handwritten letter of apology from the cleaner at the back.

Although this explanation is a bit far-fetched, it makes sense.

It seems that the public relations team behind Mingmei is much more powerful than before.

Or maybe she asked "someone" for help.

"Heh." Sang Yuwan put down the phone, a faint sneer appearing at the corner of his lips.

"Second Master's mind is truly extraordinary and broad."

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Ten p.m.

Sang Yuwan's car slowly drove into Qingheyuan.

When passing by the door of the neighbor's house, I saw the Maybach that Mingmei had ridden in again.

Minglang frowned, "Why is the Fourth Miss here again? Is she going to go against Madam?"

Xian Si tilted her head, looking at the closed door of the neighboring resident, and asked suspiciously, "Is it possible that this is not her car at all?"

Sang Yuwan slowly opened her eyes. The dim light of the street lamps shone through the car window, falling on her face in clusters. Her starry eyes flickered.

Minglang glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "I checked, the owner of this car is the Fourth Young Lady."

Just in case, Minglang drove the car into the villa's garage.

Sang Yuwan got off the bus and walked up to the third floor instead of taking the elevator. She changed her clothes, drank half a cup of warm lemon water, and went to the gym.

downstairs.

Xiansi was checking Sang Yuwan's schedule for tomorrow when Minglang knocked on the door and came in with a plate of fruit in his hand.

"Come, eat some fruit before you work."

Xian Si was busy with his work and didn't even look up. "Put it there first. I'll eat it later."

Minglang walked straight up to her and put down the fruit plate. Then, he put his hands on the edge of the desk and leaned slightly.

Look at him at eye level.

"What do you want to do? Tell me." Xian Si glanced at him.

Minglang pursed his lips and asked, "Assistant Ji, you are acting more and more like a lady."

Xian Si stopped his manual work and raised his eyelids. "If you have nothing to do, go and watch the next door."

Minglang curled his lips and said, "No."

Xian Si frowned slightly and glared at him, "It is your duty to protect the lady. If anything unexpected happens..."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh..." Minglang suddenly sat up and interrupted her.

Xian Si's eyebrows flashed, but he said nothing more.

Minglang picked up a piece of apple with a fork and brought it to her mouth. "It's from the Bo family's old house. Try it."

Xiansi froze.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

Minglang's heartbeat tightened, and he put it down. "You're busy, I'll go keep an eye on it."

Unexpectedly, this staring actually revealed a problem.

After Sang Yuwan finished her exercise, she washed her hair and took a shower. By the time she was done with everything, it was almost half past eleven.

Minglang called her, "Madam, is it convenient for you to come up now?"

He asked this question, which must mean that there is something very important that needs to be reported in person.

"Come up."

Sang Yuwan changed into a set of home clothes and put on a long sweater on the outside.

Minglang and Xiansi came in together.

"Ma'am, would you please take a look at this?"

Sang Yuwan sat down on the sofa in the living room and took the phone.

The video on the phone was from ten minutes ago.

Bo Xingzhi's Rolls-Royce with the license plate Jiang A drove directly into the garage of the villa next door.

The car windows are protected from peeping, so you can't see the people in the back seat clearly.

Sang Yuwan's heart suddenly tightened, and her brows furrowed, "Rong Zhi?"

Xian Si took a step forward and clasped his hands together, "Madam, the hospital confirmed that the Second Master has not been discharged."

Sang Yuwan raised her eyes, and there was an imperceptible coldness in her voice.

Xian Si's heart skipped a beat. "Could it be Miss Ming?"

Minglang was stunned. "Impossible! That's Mr. Bo's car. How dare she sit in it?"

Sang Yuwan sneered, "It's not like she hasn't sat on it before."

Minglang froze.

Xian Si said, "If it's really Miss Ming inside, then it can only mean that the Second Master is not sincere to her."

Minglang was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Xian Si smiled and said, "Do you think it's true love if you send your girlfriend to another man's bed?

Minglang suddenly realized, "You make sense."

After a few seconds of pause, he added, "No, how could a man like Erye allow his girlfriend to sleep with someone else?"

Xian Si's heartbeat quickened when she heard this. "Madam, could it be that the villa next door has been bought by the Second Master?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes narrowed, and his misty eyes contained a hint of sarcasm.

Minglang's alarm bells immediately rang, "No, I have to pick two more people from the Bo family."

"Take a rest." Sang Yuwan threw the phone to Minglang, stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

Minglang suppressed his emotions and followed Xiansi downstairs.

Stop halfway.

"If the Second Master really buys the house next door, then Madam and the Fourth Miss will be seeing each other every day. How embarrassing it will be."

Xian Si frowned and took a deep breath. "Second Master is really hard to figure out. Go and have a rest. You still have to work tomorrow."

"Yeah." Minglang nodded helplessly.

Sometimes, Xiansi’s words are equal to Sang Yuwan’s orders.

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Sang Yuwan sat on the sofa for two minutes, then got up and went to the bedroom.

The curtains were all drawn, leaving only a reading light on.

Reading for half an hour before going to bed has become her unshakable habit.

Maybe I was too tired recently. I felt sleepy after reading only four or five pages, and the black font gradually became blurred.

hum-

The vibration sound of the mobile phone is infinitely amplified in the quiet space.

Sang Yuwan's heart sank, and bloodshot eyes welled up. He lowered his eyes and answered the phone in a deep voice, "Mr. Liu."

Liu Changqing felt like something was pressing against his throat. "Chairman, Jiang Hanbo's wife committed suicide."

Sang Yuwan's sleepiness disappeared instantly. His back straightened and his brows knitted together. "Is he dead?"

"He's not dead, but he's still in danger." Liu Changqing couldn't hide his panic.

Sang Yuwan asked again, "Which hospital?"

Liu Changqing swallowed and replied, "Anren Hospital."

Sang Yuwan's voice was calm and powerful, "I'll be right there."

She changed her clothes and just went downstairs when Liu Changqing called again.

"Mr. Liu."

"it's me."

A cold and low-pitched male voice rushed into Sang Yuwan's ears without warning.

Her breathing hitched and her brows furrowed.

"Second Master?"

Rong Zhi didn't beat around the bush with her and said directly, "Madam, there's no need to come over."

A simple sentence explains everything.

Sang Yuwan reacted, her voice filled with displeasure, "Second Master is seriously injured and should rest well. There are some things that are better left alone."

Rong Zhi smiled and said, "It's just a piece of cake."

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips slightly, her pretty face had clear lines, revealing an inviolable majesty and ruthlessness.

"Second Master, this is just a simple thing for you to do. It's hard for people to doubt your innocence."

Rong Zhi spoke softly, his words neither hurried nor slow, "How many people in this world are innocent?"

The slightly prolonged ending syllable echoed in Sang Yuwan's ears. Every syllable struck her nerves, her heart trembled, and the tips of her ears instantly reddened.

Undoubtedly, it was a reminder to her.

The relationship between them is by no means innocent.