Rong Zhi quickly walked out of the villa and got into the car.
The call hadn't ended yet.
The other person was still trying to persuade him, "Ah Zhi, a dying man's words are kind. For your mother's sake, come back and see her one last time."
Rong Zhi gestured for the men in black to drive, his eyes chillingly cold. "You still have the nerve to mention my mother? If it weren't for you, she would never have committed suicide back then."
The person on the other end was silent for a few seconds, then spoke in a low and heavy tone, "We also hope that your mother can be happy, which is why we forced her to break up with your father. Zhi, don't live with hatred, it will only make you tired."
"Heh." Rong Zhi's pupils contracted, his tongue touched his back teeth, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. "Whether I'm tired of living or not is none of your business."
Seeing that they couldn't persuade him, the other party had no choice but to use their trump card, "Ah Zhi, if that's how you want to go, then we'll have to go find the head of the Bo family."
Rong Zhi's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with gloom and murderous intent. "You dare!"
“Your maternal grandfather is your closest blood relative. It’s only natural that he wants to see you before he passes away. As his son, I must help him fulfill this wish.” The other person paused, then added, “Since we can’t persuade you, we’ll have to ask her to talk to you.”
Rong Zhijun's face tightened, his hand almost crushing his phone. "What makes you think I'd listen to her?"
The other person said, "Because she's your sister-in-law."
"Sister-in-law?" Rong Zhi's lips curled into a mocking smile. "I don't even listen to Bo Xingzhi, let alone her."
"Ah Zhi, don't think I don't know. Who were you rushing to the capital for not long ago?" The other person's tone became more serious.
The veins on Rong Zhi's forehead bulged faintly, and his deep eyes were like an ancient, icy pool. "Tell me, for whom?"
“Ah Zhi, you’re just like your mother in this respect. Getting too deeply involved in relationships will only lead to hurting yourself in the end…”
Rong Zhi's anger reached its peak, and he ruthlessly hung up the phone. Then, he threw the phone heavily to the side.
More than ten minutes passed.
His emotions calmed down slightly, and he said to the man in black, "To the airport."
The man in black didn't dare to ask any more questions and turned the steering wheel at the traffic light intersection.
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Qinghe Garden.
When Sang Yuwan came out after changing her clothes, the dining table was already full of various breakfasts.
It has a perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste.
When she saw the bowl of sour soup jelly, she couldn't help but swallow.
She hasn't had a good appetite these days.
I force myself to eat more every day for the sake of my child.
Never before have I felt such a strong interest in a certain food.
"Madam, please have a taste." Minglang came over with a cup of hot milk.
Sang Yuwan sat down, her brows furrowing slightly. "Did Aunt Qiu make all of this?"
Minglang put down the milk. "Yes."
Sang Yuwan took the spoon and tasted the jelly. It was sweet and sour, and a little cool. It was very appetizing.
Seeing this, Minglang breathed a sigh of relief.
Sang Yuwan suddenly asked him, "Have you verified Aunt Qiu's identity?"
Minglang clasped his hands together and let them hang down naturally. "I've checked, there's nothing wrong. Besides, she doesn't have any relatives left."
Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan couldn't help but feel a pang of pity. After considering it for a moment, she decided to let her stay.
Half the reason can be attributed to Rong Zhi.
She could tell that Rong Zhi valued this child very much.
Even with her good appetite, she couldn't finish all the breakfast food on the table.
"These haven't been eaten yet, pack them up and send them to the second young master."
Minglang nodded. "Okay."
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Today is Saturday.
I wasn't supposed to go to the office, but a client is visiting today, so I have to go tonight.
Arrived at the Bo Group.
She had Minglang park the car in the parking lot outside the building.
Upon entering the lobby, one immediately sees Mingyi standing at the front desk.
He had his back to the door and was talking to the female intern at the reception desk.
Are you coming to work overtime tomorrow?
"Yes. He's coming." The female intern looked up and saw Sang Yuwan striding towards her, and shivered in fright. "Good morning, Chairman."
Mingyi was startled and quickly turned around. "Good morning, Chairman."
"Good morning." Sang Yuwan glanced at them, her expression stern. "Mingyi, isn't Second Master here? Still chatting here."
The female intern blushed and lowered her head.
Ming Yi tightened his grip. "Second Master went to the capital. He told me to come down and wait for the delivery."
Sang Yuwan's heart sank, but her tone remained calm, "What is he going to the capital for?"
Mingyi shook his head. "Second Master didn't say."
Sang Yuwan frowned slightly, then said, "Work hard."
Ming bowed his head respectfully, "Yes, Chairman."
Sang Yuwan walked towards the elevator with a serious expression.
Minglang walked over to Mingyi, handed him a paper bag, and whispered, "Fourth Young Master, I secretly brought you breakfast."
Mingyi's eyes widened. "Alang, you're so thoughtful. I got up too late today and haven't eaten yet!"
Minglang smiled and quickly followed Sangyuwan.
Mingyi's lips curled up, and he silently thought to himself, "She is my sister after all, my own sister."
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Sang Yu arrived at the office late and had barely sat down when the client came over.
The group talked in the conference room for more than an hour. Both sides were very satisfied and finally signed three contracts.
Sang Yuwan escorted them to the elevator, and only turned around after the elevator doors closed.
Mingyi pulled over a small trailer, which was filled with flowers and plants.
"What are you doing?" Sang Yuwan frowned.
Mingyi replied, "Second Master asked me to deliver it."
Sang Yuwan's face darkened. "Drag him back."
Ming looked troubled. "Second Master said he also wants to film a video."
Sang Yuwan scolded in a low voice, "I told you to follow him, not to do these messy and trivial things."
Mingyi was on the verge of tears, "But Second Master..."
Sang Yuwan glanced at the flowers and plants, her eyes darkening. "If he asks you to do these things again, just tell me."
Mingyi bit his lip. "Yes."
Just as Sang Yuwan was about to return to her office, he said again, "Wan...Chairman, there's another card. Would you like to see it?"
“No need.” Sang Yuwan replied without hesitation.
Mingyi awkwardly turned the small trailer around.
Sang Yuwan cursed Rong Zhi under her breath, "Crazy."
drop--
Rong Zhi's message came very quickly.
"dislike?"
Sang Yu was typing late at night.
"Second Master, instead of wasting your time, why not bring in more business for the group?"
Rong Zhi took a few minutes to come back.
"Would you like to take on the business in the capital, Madam?"
Sang Yuwan's eyes brightened for a moment, then quickly dimmed again.
Although the Bo Group is one of the top companies in Wuhan, it has never ventured into Beijing.
The water there is too deep.
Even a business genius like Bo Xingzhi wouldn't dare to take action, so she certainly wouldn't dare to take the risk.
"No."
Rong Zhi did not reply.
Sang Yuwan felt inexplicably irritable. She drank a couple of sips of water, but still felt a bit down.
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