Sang Yuwan's heart raced, a fluttering sensation in her chest like a deer's, and her ears flushed uncontrollably. She pursed her lips, withdrawing her hand from Rong Zhi's large grasp. "Was I wrong?"
Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow, his eyes dark and deep. "Although Bo Yuanshan used you, he definitely didn't intend to train you into a docile dog."
Sang Yuwan's expression hardened slightly.
Rong Zhi continued, "He wants you to become an invincible wolf."
Sang Yuwan's breath hitched slightly. After a few seconds of silence, a mocking smile appeared in her eyes. "Second Master is joking. Did he foresee that Bo Xingzhi would die young?"
A dark glint flashed in Rong Zhi's eyes, then vanished in an instant. "He didn't know Bo Xingzhi would die young..."
"So, why does he want me to be raised like a wolf? Isn't he afraid I'll rebel?" Sang Yuwan interrupted coldly.
Rong Zhi tugged the blanket around her legs again, his gaze sweeping over her lower abdomen. A slight smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
"Because he already knew that Bo Xingzhi's sexual orientation was abnormal, and he was worried that one day he would give up everything for some man."
Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan's gaze paused slightly, and she gripped the blanket tighter. Her lips suddenly turned cold, and she curled them into a smile, uttering two words, "As expected."
Some things have finally come to light.
Sang Yuwan felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on her heart, slowly and painfully sinking her.
Her eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes.
It looked as if long silver needles were piercing his temples, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
Bo Yuanshan "accidentally" saved her, then carefully nurtured her, and later designated her as his daughter-in-law.
Everything has its purpose.
No wonder he insisted that she promise him before he died that no matter what happened, she should protect the Bo family and the Bo Corporation.
He had long known in his heart that Bo Xingzhi was largely unreliable.
Rong Zhi looked at her furrowed brows, her eyes filled with anger and pain, and his heart clenched, his breathing becoming indescribably heavy.
He took two deep breaths, reached out, and let her lean on his shoulder.
For the first time ever, Sang Yuwan did not struggle.
At this moment, she desperately wanted to find an outlet for her emotions and let them out completely.
However, her life experience in the Ming family and Bo Yuanshan's past teachings made her suppress her emotions.
Neither of them spoke.
The palms of Minglang's hands, gripping the steering wheel tightly, were covered in a layer of cold sweat.
*Sizzle*
He suddenly slammed on the brakes.
The two people in the back seat instinctively leaned forward, but Rong Zhi quickly grabbed Sang Yuwan.
Sang Yuwan subconsciously turned her head.
Their lips met.
The warmth and the coolness collided violently.
Breaths mingled.
More unsettling than ever before.
Sang Yuwan's heart pounded, and before things could escalate further, she rationally pushed Rong Zhi away.
She turned around and sat up straight, almost touching the car door.
There was a full person's width between the two.
Buzz—
Ji Xiao's call came at just the right time.
Sang Yuwan turned slightly to the side, looked out the window, and then pressed the answer button.
"President Ji."
"Chairman, there's a new development in the textile factory project."
“Speak.” Sang Yuwan’s lips were taut, her tone cold.
Ji Xiao said, "Now, besides Y Group, we have another competitor."
Sang Yuwan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Could it be that Rong Moyuan has directly intervened?"
Upon hearing this, Rong Zhi's eyelids twitched slightly.
With just one sentence, he guessed what Sang Yuwan and Ji Xiao were talking about.
"It's a foreign company. I checked, and it has nothing to do with Rong Moyuan."
Ji Xiao's words made Sang Yuwan frown. "Are you sure you've found out?"
“Unless he used someone else’s help,” Ji Xiao said definitively.
Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened slightly. "Who is the legal representative of this company?"
Ji Xiao's gentle voice carried a hint of unease, "He's a foreigner."
Sang Yuwan sneered, "Just how appealing must this textile factory project be to attract foreign investment?"
Ji Xiao said, "This project doesn't have a large profit margin, and I don't think they got involved for profit."
Sang Yuwan's pretty face tightened slightly, her eyes turning cold. "I understand." She hung up the phone, a self-deprecating smile playing on her lips. "Another one coming for me. Ha."
Rong Zhi replied, "Leave it to me, I'll make sure he doesn't leave alive."
The eleven o'clock sunlight streamed in, falling brightly through the car window onto Sang Yuwan's face. Her fair complexion was bathed in a soft, golden glow.
She curled her lips into a slight sneer, "Second Master thinks I can't handle this?"
Rong Zhi looked at her with deep eyes, "Of course you can handle it yourself, but this matter doesn't require your intervention at all."
Sang Yuwan smiled and said, "If you don't mind having too much trouble, then I'll leave it to you."
Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly and pursed his lips. "Okay."
Sang Yuwan's heart fluttered inexplicably once again.
Ten minutes later.
Minglang drove the car into Qinghe Garden.
Rong Zhi showed no intention of getting off the carriage.
Sang Yuwan didn't ask him either.
As we passed the neighboring villa, a large delivery truck was parked in the driveway, and workers were unloading things from inside the villa.
A hint of doubt arose in Sang Yuwan's heart, and she asked Minglang in a low voice, "Is the house next door being renovated?"
Minglang replied, "It seems the previous owner moved away; I don't know if it has already been resold."
Sang Yuwan didn't seem to care much and didn't ask any further questions.
She sat sideways, unaware of the fleeting glint in Rong Zhi's eyes.
Minglang drove the car into the garage, hesitated for two seconds, then opened the car door and got out.
Seeing that Rong Zhi was sitting still, Sang Yuwan frowned. "Where are you going? Let Minglang take you."
Rong Zhi said, "My assistant will pick me up later."
Sang Yuwan folded the blanket neatly and put it back in its place. Then she opened the car door.
Rong Zhi called out to her, "It's the weekend today, have a good rest."
Sang Yuwan's back stiffened slightly.
Rong Zhi added, "The Bo family and the Bo family are all yours. You can do whatever you want with them."
Sang Yuwan's heart began to race uncontrollably. She took two deep breaths and got out of the car without a word.
Bang--
The car door closed gently.
Rong Zhi's deep eyes gradually darkened.
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Sang Yuwan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor, watching Rong Zhi get into the Jiang A car.
Minglang walked up to him and handed her a document.
“Madam, I’ve found this person based on the orphanage’s bank transfer records.”
Bo Xilai donates 10 million yuan to the welfare home every year, of which 5 million yuan goes into a private account.
It's a bit like transferring money from one hand to the other.
Bo Yuanshan's methods are truly ingenious.
Sang Yuwan took the document, frowned, and looked at it carefully.
The first thing I saw was a photo of a middle-aged woman; her features and eyebrows looked very familiar.
"Her name is Bo Qingmei, and she was once an adopted daughter of the Bo family."
Sang Yuwan was taken aback.
She had been dating Bo Xingzhi for four years and now he was in charge of the Bo family, but she had never heard of this name before.
Minglang then asked, "Madam, don't you think she looks somewhat like Master Bo?"
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