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

Ming Zhan calmed down and said in a low voice, "Nothing, I just bumped into him accidentally."

Lan Xiya scolded him, "Why are you so careless? I'm afraid this wound won't be able to get wet for a long time."

Ming Zhan is a swimmer and needs to train every day.

Ming Xiao glanced at Ming Yu and said softly, "A Zhan is ready to retire."

"What? Retire?" Lan Xiya's eyes widened, and her body froze. After a two-second pause, she realized what was happening, and her face paled.

Although the Ming family is not as wealthy as the Bo family, they are also a prominent family in Jiangcheng.

All mothers are selfish, and Lan Xiya is no exception.

She hoped that her son Mingyi would eventually take charge of the Ming family. She also knew that Mingyi was young and might have trouble winning over others. Therefore, she went to Sang Yuwan to ask him to go to the Bo family for training.

Unexpectedly, Ming Zhan suddenly announced his retirement.

In terms of seniority, Ming Yi is preceded by Ming Xiao and Ming Zhan.

Ming Xiao was in poor health and lost his eligibility to run for heir early on.

The Ming war will be different.

Lan Xiya's face gradually became unhappy.

Ming Yu's face darkened as he growled at them, "Everyone, get in."

"Yes. Dad." Ming Xiao said respectfully.

Ming Zhan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ming Xiao coughed twice, and with a complicated expression, he helped Ming Yu into the house.

Lan Xiya twisted her hands, bit her lips, glanced at Ming Zhan, and a hint of resentment welled up in her eyes.

When she married into the Ming family, Ming Zhan was five years old and Ming Xiao was eight. She could be said to have watched them grow up.

As a stepmother, she did her best and was considered qualified.

They also respected her, but after all, they were not her biological daughter.

Once interests are involved, the relationship becomes somewhat delicate.

Ming Zhan knew it well, so he suppressed his emotions and said slowly, "Auntie Lan, it's cold outside, come in."

Lan Xiya gave him a twist of the eye and asked, "A Zhan, why did you want to retire?"

Ming Zhan shoved his hands into his coat pockets, his eyes lowered slightly. The streetlight cast a shadow on his handsome face, making it appear even darker. He curled his lips and said, "I'm tired."

Lan Xiya's expression changed slightly. "You can rest if you're tired. There's no need to retire..."

Ming Zhan interrupted her, "Aunt Lan, I know what you want to say. Over the years, I have always respected you. So has my brother. But on this matter, I will not give in."

Lan Xiya's heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale.

Ming Zhan added, "I don't mind Ming Yi competing fairly with me."

Lan Xiya's heart was pounding.

It was exactly as she thought.

He suddenly retired just for the position of heir to the Ming family.

Ming Zhan frowned, was silent for two seconds, and went back to the house.

Lan Xiya looked at his back, and the emotions she had been suppressing were completely revealed, with anger in her eyes.

-

The next day.

As soon as Sang Yuwan arrived at the office, Lan Xiya came in.

"Aunt, why are you here?"

Sang Yuwan frowned and asked in confusion.

Lan Xiya placed the thermos box on the coffee table next to the sofa in the reception room and smiled slightly. "I heard from your mother-in-law that you had some morning sickness, so I made some hawthorn soup that your mother used to love to drink."

Sang Yuwan's heart softened, "How early do we have to get up here to make it through?"

Lan Xiya looked at her and said, "It's just an hour earlier than usual. Wanwan, if your mother is here, she will definitely be more active than me."

Sang Yuwan's heart suddenly ached, and her eyelashes trembled.

Lan Xiya's eyes turned red slightly, "Wanwan, would you like to drink a bowl while it's hot?"

Sang Yuwan couldn't bear to reject her kindness, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

A glimmer of joy flashed across Lan Xiya's eyes. She then unscrewed the lid of the thermos box, took out a cup, and poured more than half of it.

She was about to bring it over when Sang Yuwan stood up and said, "Put it there, auntie."

"Okay." Lan Xiya put down the cup and waited for her to come over before sitting down.

Sang Yuwan tasted it and thought it tasted pretty good, so she couldn't help but drink two more sips.

Since everyone thought she was very sick from morning sickness, she had to act anyway.

Lan Xiya didn't know the answer and just thought she really liked it. Her nose felt sore and she said, "Why are you so much like your mother? You even have the same eating habits. When your mother was pregnant with you, she liked to drink this."

Sang Yuwan choked and the soup almost went into her trachea, "Cough..."

Lan Xiya was startled. She reached out and patted her back gently, saying anxiously, "It's all my fault. I made you sad again so early in the morning."

Sang Yuwan held the cup and smiled.

Lan Xiya handed her a tissue and sighed softly, "Ah..."

Sang Yuwan knew what was going on. She knew she had come so early in the morning because of something. She took another sip of the hawthorn soup and asked casually, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Lan Xiya leaned to the side and frowned, "Wanwan, I want to ask you something, please don't hide it from me."

Sang Yuwan put down the water cup and wiped the corner of her mouth. "What's the matter?"

Lan Xiya lowered her voice and asked, "Do you know why Ah Zhan retired?"

"Huh?" Sang Yuwan was startled. "Second brother is planning to retire?"

Lan Xiya was a little surprised when she saw her was a little shocked. "You don't know? I thought he would tell you."

Sang Yuwan let out a faint smile, "Why would he tell me?"

"You guys..." Lan Xiya paused and smiled awkwardly, "You two have the best relationship. I thought he would tell you."

"We used to have a good relationship. Unfortunately, six years ago..." Sang Yuwan suddenly stopped talking and swallowed the rest of the words.

Lan Xiya looked at her, her eyes suddenly warmed, "Wanwan, I'm sorry, it's all my aunt's fault. It's me..."

"Let's not talk about the past." Sang Yuwan interrupted her, "Is this the reason you came here today?"

Lan Xiya said worriedly, "Wanwan, your uncle Ming has been in poor health for the past two years, so he has been thinking about appointing an heir. I'm afraid Ming Zhan's retirement at this time is probably because of this."

"Isn't this good?" Sang Yuwan didn't care.

"Wanwan, Mingyi is your brother." Lan Xiya's eyes became redder and redder with anxiety, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Sang Yuwan completely understood her thoughts, and a frown appeared between her eyebrows. "Aunt, Mingyi is my brother, yes. But this is your Ming family's family affair. I have no right to interfere, let alone intervene. Besides, compared to Mingyi, my second brother is a better match."

Lan Xiya's heart sank when she heard this. She wiped her tears and choked up, "Wanwan, are you asking me to just leave it alone?"

"Aunt, how are you going to take care of it?" Sang Yuwan asked.

Lan Xiya, "I..."

knock --

Rong Zhi knocked on the door and came in. When he saw Lan Xiya, he was slightly stunned.

"Am I here at a bad time?"

Lan Xiya hurriedly turned her head away, pulled out a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Sang Yuwan raised her eyes, frowning slightly, "If you're not in a hurry, come over later."

Rong Zhi's lips curled up slightly, "It's urgent." At the end, he added, "It concerns the Second Young Master Ming."