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

Xian Si frowned and asked him, "What's the matter? Why are you so panicked?"

Minglang put his hands on his hips, bent over, and panted. "I finally found out who tampered with the madam's car."

Xian Si's eyes tightened and he asked nervously, "Who?"

Minglang gasped and said a name, "Lin Yue."

Xian Si was shocked, "How could it be him?"

Lin Yue was Bo Xingzhi's driver during his lifetime and also one of his confidants.

According to common sense, he should be on Sang Yuwan's side.

Minglang slowly straightened up, raised his hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt.

"This bastard, wait and see how I deal with him."

Xian Si's forehead twitched. "Lin Yue and Madam have no grudges against each other, why would he do this?"

Minglang's face was stern, with a fierce glint in his eyes. "He must have been ordered to do so."

Sang Yuwan changed her clothes and walked out of the bedroom. Seeing Minglang, she asked coldly, "Are you okay?"

Minglang scratched the back of his head to hide his inner panic, "It's okay. Madam, how are you?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened as she walked towards the living room, ignoring his question. "You just said that it was Lin Yue who tampered with my car."

Minglang's anger rose again, and his knuckles crackled. "Yes, it's him."

"Where is the evidence?" Sang Yuwan sat down on the sofa, raised his eyelids, and looked stern.

Minglang took out his cell phone and handed it to her, "Madam, look."

Sang Yuwan took it and lowered her eyes slightly.

The angle of the video is very tricky.

It's obviously a candid photo shoot.

The two-minute video footage completely recorded the entire process of Lin Yue committing the crime.

Lin Yue is Bo Xingzhi's driver, a first-rate driver. He enjoys studying various luxury cars and is very knowledgeable about their construction.

"Madam, I will take people to catch him now." Minglang said indignantly.

Seeing this, Xian Si quickly tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered, "Calm down."

After working together for three years, she knows Minglang very well.

He is skilled, loyal, and proactive, but he can be a bit impulsive.

Sang Yuwan threw her phone on the coffee table, turned around, and asked Xian Si, "Did Lin Ran submit his resignation?"

Minglang looked confused.

Aren’t we talking about Lin Yue? Why are we talking about Lin Ran?

Xian Si took a step forward, lowered his eyes, and said calmly, "The report was given to the human resources department this morning."

Sang Yuwan withdrew her gaze, leaned over, and took a candy from the crystal plate. She peeled it open and put it in her mouth. "What's your reason for resigning?"

Xian Si replied, "It's a physical reason. Two days ago, she was diagnosed with polyps in her uterus."

Sang Yuwan's lips curved slightly, she smiled, but it seemed as if she wasn't smiling. "It's really the right time to get sick."

Minglang was stunned by what he heard and couldn't help but interrupt, "Madam, shouldn't you be concerned about Lin Yue?"

Sang Yuwan curled her eyes, a hint of cruelty flowing out, "No matter how dishonest Lin Yue is, he wouldn't dare to attack me."

Minglang's eyes lit up and he realized, "The person behind him is Lin Ran."

Sang Yuwan ate candy and turned on the TV.

There is a match tomorrow.

Minglang didn't feel the slightest bit excited when he saw the scene on TV. All his thoughts were focused on why Lin Ran wanted to deal with Sang Yuwan.

"Ma'am, what should we do now?"

Sang Yuwan leaned back and pressed his eyebrows, "There can't be only two grasshoppers on the same rope."

Minglang didn't understand.

Xian Si reminded quietly, "Madam wants you to continue investigating."

"I understand." Minglang suddenly realized.

Sang Yuwan was tired and only after eating two candies did he regain some energy.

Seeing this, Xiansi pulled Minglang downstairs.

On TV, athletes began to enter the stadium. The audience was packed with people, and cheers and encouragements rose one after another.

Sang Yuwan's breathing tightened, and every nerve was tense.

In the past six years, Mingzhan was not in good form for three years and never made it to the finals in major competitions.

He once considered retiring.

Until she wrote him a letter.

In the past two years, his performance has improved by leaps and bounds, and his physical condition is almost the same as when he won the championship before.

She and he agreed that after this competition, they would meet in person.

Ming Zhan finally appeared on the big screen.

He was wearing a bright red down jacket, a swimming cap and goggles, and walked towards the track with steady steps.

Sang Yuwan's eyes became dark and tears appeared, and she said silently in her heart.

"Second brother, come on."

The competition officially kicked off.

Eight swimsuit-clad contestants jumped into the water almost simultaneously like arrows shot from a bow, splashing ripples and quickly disappearing beneath the shimmering water surface.

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

The competition was tense and fierce.

Sang Yuwan held her breath and clenched her fingers tighter and tighter.

As the race progressed, the gap between them began to emerge. Ming Zhan gradually stood out, his every stroke seeming more powerful than the others, so fast that it seemed to draw an invisible trail through the water.

Sang Yuwan bit her lower lip, her heart stuck in her throat.

Watching with bated breath, Ming Zhan touched the wall with an almost perfect posture and completed the race.

He finally stood on the highest podium again.

Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths, blinked her eyelashes, and tears fell.

She took out her cell phone and sent him a WeChat message.

"Brother, you're awesome."

-

Ning Wanzhen left Qinghe Garden and felt more and more that something was wrong.

She pulled out her phone and looked at the photo again.

"Is this really bright and beautiful?"

Mingmei and Sang Yuwan are about the same height, but because they are celebrities, they are thinner.

Rong Zhi held the woman in his arms, looking very relaxed.

It is impossible to determine which one it is.

Ning Wanzhen took a deep breath, enlarged the jade hairpin and looked at it carefully.

“There are no two identical pieces of jade in the world. Even if the style is the same, the quality of the jade is different.”

The more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, Ning Wanzhen thought of the men's shirt cuff again.

"Z".

The first letter of the pinyin of "止".

behavior.

Rongzhi.

Ning Wanzhen was horrified and her whole body was cold.

After a long pause, she finally had the strength to speak, "Turn around. Go back to Qinghe Garden."

"Yes. Old lady."

The driver was about to turn the steering wheel when she angrily said, "Go to the hospital."

Along the way, Ning Wanzhen was angry and her heart sank.

If Sang Yuwan and Rong Zhi really did something shameful, she would definitely not let them off easily.

"Drive faster."

Ning Wanzhen was eager to confirm her suspicions and spoke sternly.

The driver gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, a layer of cold sweat breaking out on his back.

Arrive at the hospital.

Ning Wanzhen went straight to Rong Zhi's ward.

The man in black saw her and reached out to stop her.

"Madam, the Second Master is not in a position to see guests. Please go back."

Ning Wanzhen shouted angrily, "Get out of the way."

The man in black was not afraid at all, his face showed no emotion, and he still looked cold and icy. "Madam, the Second Master has ordered me to do this, and I dare not disobey."

"How dare you stop the old lady of the Bo family? You are too presumptuous." An extremely majestic voice came from not far away.