“Rong Lan?” Sang Yuwan was startled. “Rong Zhi’s mother?”
Ming Zhan paused for half a second, then said, "She really is Rong Zhi's biological mother."
"Mmm." Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and gripped her phone tightly.
A brief silence fell, and the air seemed to freeze.
Sang Yuwan suppressed her panic and asked Mingzhan, "Second Brother, besides this, is there any other news?"
Ming Zhan replied, "Also, Rong Zhi has officially taken over the Rong family."
Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously moved her fingers.
Mingzhan was silent for a few seconds, then became worried. "Wan'er, Rong Zhi is a very cunning person. You must be careful and wary of him in the future."
Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, a huge wave surging through her soul, her chest heaving slightly. The next second, she snapped off a plum blossom branch. Then, she turned and walked into the house.
Minglang followed closely, not daring to relax even slightly.
Sang Yuwan took two steps forward before replying, "Second Brother, I will. Don't worry."
Mingzhan said with deep concern, "Wan'er, how can I not worry about you?"
Seemingly sensing something was amiss, he added, "We're all very worried about you. Especially your eldest brother."
Mentioning Mingxiao, Sang Yuwan's heart clenched, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint redness appeared in her eyes.
Although Mingxiao is temporarily out of danger, the doctor predicted that he would not live to see next summer.
This was a huge and heavy blow to the Ming family.
Although Ming Xiao is not the heir of the Ming family, he is wise, gentle, and learned, and is practically half the backbone of the Ming family.
Compared to him, Mingzhan is far inferior in managing the family business.
God is so unfair; such a perfect and outstanding person was not given a healthy body.
Sang Yuwan sniffed lightly, lowered her head slightly, and continued walking. "How is Big Brother now? Has he eaten anything?"
Mingzhan's mood was also heavy. "The situation is still not very good. I only had some porridge for dinner."
Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat again. "How about I contact some experts abroad to see if there are any other solutions?"
Mingzhan's voice lowered considerably, "I'll also inquire around. Even if it's only a one in a billion chance, we have to try."
"Mmm." Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and responded softly.
Mingzhan added, "Wan'er, you must take good care of yourself too."
Sang Yuwan forced a smile and said, "Second brother, you too."
After hanging up the phone, she handed the phone to Minglang, "Have Xiansi send me Second Master's schedule for the past week."
"Yes." Minglang immediately took action.
The two entered the villa, and Aunt Qiu took the shawl that Sang Yuwan had taken off, her smile filling the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
Her smile was full of love.
Sang Yuwan inexplicably felt that she resembled someone, but upon closer inspection, she realized that they were somewhat different.
Minglang quickly printed out Rongzhi's itinerary.
Sang Yuwan picked it up and glanced at it.
The itinerary did not list Beijing as a destination.
It seems that his return to the Rong family was not on the way.
No sooner had Rong Moyuan threatened her than he went to the capital.
Could there be some connection involved?
Sang Yuwan's heart tightened, and her fingertips trembled slightly.
A few seconds later, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.
Why would he teach Rong Moyuan a lesson for his own sake?
I'm using him.
Isn't he the same?
As the sun sets in the twilight of life, her heart is adrift in turmoil, her pretty face etched with sorrow.
Seeing her in a daze, Minglang hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Madam, what's wrong? Is there a problem with the Second Master's itinerary?"
Sang Yuwan snapped back to her senses, glanced at him sideways, and said, "It's nothing."
Minglang noticed her brows were deeply furrowed, clearly indicating she was burdened with worries. His heart tightened; he wanted to ask but dared not speak.
Sang Yu handed the itinerary back to him and then went upstairs.
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10 PM.
After reviewing the documents sent by Xiansi, Sang Yuwan turned off her computer.
Although it's the weekend, there's still a lot to do these past two days.
She felt somewhat tired because of her pregnancy.
As I came out of the study, my phone rang again.
Looking down, his pupils contracted.
Rong Zhi.
She hung up immediately.
Less than a minute later, the other party called again.
A complex expression flashed across Sang Yuwan's eyes as she took her phone, walked to the sofa, and slowly sat down, supporting her waist with one hand.
He took a deep breath and lightly touched the screen with his fingertip.
"What's up?"
When the call connected, she spoke coldly.
"uncomfortable?"
The voice that reached my ears was deep, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying a hint of concern.
Sang Yuwan smiled and said, "No."
His tone remained cold, devoid of warmth or emotion.
"If you don't tell me, I'll have the doctor come and take a look at you."
The man on the other end of the phone spoke in a somewhat forceful tone.
Sang Yuwan felt as if a powerful magnet had drawn her heart in, causing a tightening sensation in her chest. She gripped her phone tightly, her cool voice tinged with anger, "If you have something to say, say it now."
After a few seconds of silence, the other person slowly spoke, "Are you aware of the Rong family's situation?"
Sang Yuwan's temples throbbed slightly. She curled her lips into a faint, cold smile. "Congratulations, Second Master... no..." she paused, then corrected herself, "Congratulations, Young Master Rong, on achieving your wish."
As soon as she finished speaking, a sudden panic gripped her heart, and she grabbed the armrest of the sofa with her other hand.
The other person chuckled softly, "Call me Rong Zhi."
Her clear, cool voice flowed like a mountain spring, slightly hoarse as if moistened by water vapor, making it exceptionally alluring.
Sang Yuwan's heart pounded uncontrollably, her fingers turning white inch by inch. Her palms were sweaty. She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I dare not address you like that, you are now Master Rong."
Upon hearing this, the other party fell silent instantly.
Sang Yuwan didn't say anything more.
She didn't know why she was acting this way; it was like she was throwing a tantrum at him.
Just as she was about to hang up, the other person's voice came through to her ear again.
"No matter how our identities change, I will always treat you the same."
The clear, crisp voice seemed to drift from the night, carrying the faint chill of early winter, making one's heart tremble and palpitate. It almost seeped into one's very soul.
Sang Yuwan's ears flushed red, her cheeks warm, and her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest. Her mind went blank for a moment, unsure how to respond to him.
The other person added, "You should get some rest."
Sang Yuwan's fingers almost tore through the sofa armrest, and she suddenly released her bitten lips. "Rong Zhi, now that you've returned to the Rong family, you should sever all ties with the Bo family."
The other party paused for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "How can I sever all ties with the Bo family?"
Sang Yuwan's frantic heartbeat gradually slowed down, her pretty face tense. "If you have any shares in the Bo family, I can buy them back at a price higher than the market price."
The other party chuckled softly, "Does Madam mean for me to resign voluntarily?"
Sang Yuwan gripped her phone tightly, suppressing her emotions, "The Bo family's temple is too small to accommodate such a great Buddha as you."
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