The old Bo family residence.
Rong Zhi walked into Bo Xingzhi's study, looked at the photo of the two of them on the bookshelf, and his lips twitched slightly.
The black pupils concealed a bottomless dark river, shrouded in mystery.
"Second Master, someone has made a move against Madam."
The man in black hurried over to his side, leaned close to his ear, and whispered something.
Rong Zhi's breath hitched, his eyes flashing with a sharp, piercing light. "Is there something you need, Madam?"
The man in black replied, "I've escaped a disaster."
A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Rong Zhi's eyes. "Keep watching."
"Yes." The man in black retreated.
The curtains in the study were not drawn, making the light somewhat dim and highlighting Rong Zhi's gloomy expression.
He stared at the face in the photo that bore a striking resemblance to his own, a cold, bloodthirsty smirk playing on his lips. "Brother, this is what you meant by protecting her."
Snap—
Rong Zhi threw the photo frame back onto the bookshelf.
Then, he took out his phone and dialed Sang Yuwan's number.
Beep beep beep—
Rejected.
Clearly, his number wasn't in the other person's phone book.
Calls from unknown numbers will be automatically rejected.
Rong Zhi slowly removed the phone from his ear and slightly curled the corners of his lips.
-
When Sang Yu returned to Qinghe Garden in the evening, Xian Si ordered her a simple meal.
This villa, with three floors above ground and two floors below ground, was the first property she purchased after starting work.
Its significance is very important to her.
This is her home.
After she got engaged to Bo Xingzhi, Bo Yuanshan gifted them a luxury villa in Nanyu Bay as their marital home. However, some problems arose during the renovations, and they never moved in.
Three months ago, after the wedding, she moved into the Bo family's old house.
Fewer people are returning to Qinghe Garden.
The place was cleaned by a cleaning lady. Aside from a lack of fresh ingredients, it had all the daily necessities you could need.
Xiansi handed her the food and then went downstairs.
Due to work commitments, Sang Yuwan arranged a separate room for her and Minglang in the villa.
Sang Yuwan originally had little appetite, but she had to force herself to swallow it.
If she falls, the Bo Group will be completely finished.
Bo Yuanshan devoted himself wholeheartedly to the group, and ultimately died at the negotiating table.
Putting aside the fact that he saved her life, as his most trusted subordinate, she also had to protect the "Bo family" for him.
She took two bites, but couldn't swallow any more.
Suddenly I remembered the bowl of "hawthorn fruit porridge" that Rong Zhi had served. It was sweet and sour, and seemed pretty good.
He took out his phone and dialed Xiansi's number, saying, "Go to the kitchen and make a bowl of fruit porridge and bring it up."
"Hmm?" Xian Si was taken aback. "Madam, I don't know how to do it. Perhaps I should call Auntie..."
Sang Yuwan's voice turned cold as she interrupted, "You didn't do it?"
Xuan Si realized what was happening, her voice trembling, "That was made by Second Master."
"Alright, never mind."
Sang Yuwan hung up the phone, a hint of surprise flashing through her mind.
"How did he know I like fruit porridge?"
This habit was known only to her parents and one other person. Moreover, she hadn't drunk it for many years.
Sang Yuwan put down her phone, took a couple of sips of water, and picked up her chopsticks again.
She picked up a piece of broccoli and was about to put it in her mouth when her phone screen suddenly lit up.
Someone sent her a WeChat message.
"Wan'er, are you alright?"
Sang Yuwan felt a sudden pang of sorrow, her wrist trembled, and the broccoli fell onto the dining table. Then, her nose stung, and her eyes instantly reddened.
Is this telepathy?
She was thinking of him.
He then sent her a message.
It had been two years, and this was the first time he had contacted her.
She quickly put down her chopsticks, swiped her phone screen, and opened WeChat.
Looking at his profile picture, my eyes stung and tears welled up.
She tried her best not to be troubled by sadness, but her chest was almost filled with bitterness.
If Rong Zhi was the first man to make her lose control of her emotions...
That person was the only one who could make her let down all her guard.
With trembling fingertips, she replied.
"Second brother, I'm fine. How about you?"
The message had just been sent when the other party called her via video.
She sniffed, raised her hand, and wiped the mist from the corner of her eyes. She forced a smile before answering the call.
A handsome, sunny face suddenly appeared on the phone screen.
"Wan'er, have you returned to Qinghe Garden?"
The other person immediately recognized the background scene behind her, and their tone was slightly surprised.
"Mmm." Sang Yuwan tried to control her emotions and pursed her lips.
"It's best to stay here, it's very comfortable." The man's voice was low, magnetic, and pleasant, his gaze full of affection.
Sang Yuwan smiled faintly and asked, "Second Brother, is your training camp over?"
The other party replied gently, "We're leaving for a competition in France tomorrow. The team is giving us a day off to prepare some daily necessities."
Sang Yuwan looked at him, her heart filled with a thousand words, but in the end, she only uttered one sentence.
"Second brother, you can do it!"
The other person smiled gently, "This is my last competition before I retire, and I will definitely give it my all. I will do my best for you."
Sang Yuwan was taken aback, her heart clenching and spasming slightly. "Second brother, it's not for me, but for the country."
The other person raised an eyebrow and smiled, "You're right, for the country, I must win the gold medal."
Looking at that sunny and handsome face, Sang Yuwan felt as if something was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak for a moment.
The other person remained silent, quietly watching her.
Those bright, dark eyes were filled with longing and tenderness.
"Brother Zhan, get in the car."
A young boy's voice came from the phone.
Okay. Coming right away.
Seeing this, Sang Yuwan quickly said, "Second Brother, you go ahead and do your work."
The other person said, "I'll watch you for a little while longer."
Sang Yuwan's breath hitched suddenly, and a strange sense of guilt welled up inside her. "Don't keep others waiting."
The other person pursed their lips and said as they walked, "Wan'er, take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back."
Sang Yuwan's nose tingled with a soreness, her shimmering eyes welled up with tears, and her voice was slightly nasal, "Yes. Second Brother too."
"Goodbye, Wan'er." The other person waved goodbye to her reluctantly.
"Brother Zhan, let me see your wife..."
The camera shook violently.
Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat.
"Stop it, this is my sister..."
"There are many kinds of sisters, look at you, your eyes are practically drooling over her..."
drop--
The video suddenly stopped.
Sang Yuwan gently put down her phone, lowered her eyes slightly, and felt a surge of emotions.
"Wan'er, my teammate was just joking. Don't take it to heart. Take care. I'll be back."
Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths, suppressing the slight unease in her heart, and replied.
I typed out a line of text, thought about it, and then deleted it word by word.
Finally, there was only one sentence.
"Goodbye, Second Brother."
-
That night, Sang Yuwan slept very restlessly, constantly having dreams.
In my dream, there was Bo Xingzhi, Rong Zhi, and Ming Zhan.
"Little sister Wan'er, don't cry. Your second brother will protect you from now on."
An eight-year-old boy took the little girl's hand for the first time and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
His gaze was clear and gentle.
From then on, he was always the first to appear whenever danger arose.
They went to school together and returned to Ming's house together.
Even after he joined the swimming team, the two remained very close.
At the age when their hearts were just beginning to open to love, they developed feelings for each other.
But no one dared to break the silence.
Everything was so innocent and beautiful.
Until six years ago, at his victory celebration banquet after winning the world championship, she drank the glass of juice that Mingmei handed her...
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