"Open your mouth." Rong Zhi raised his wrist, his tone more forceful than before.
Sang Yuwan paused for a moment, then slowly said, "I'll do it myself."
Rong Zhi did not let go.
Sang Yuwan was somewhat annoyed, but reluctantly opened her mouth.
Fruit porridge, sweet and sour.
Before she knew it, she had eaten half a bowl.
"Rong Zhi, you've taken care of many people like this before, haven't you?"
"No."
Sang Yuwan smiled, clearly somewhat disbelieving, "I don't mind your past."
Rong Zhi handed her a tissue, his lowered gaze softening slightly. "I mind."
"You still mind?" Sang Yuwan blurted out.
Rong Zhi stood up. "I mind it very much."
Sang Yuwan didn't understand, frowned, and glanced at him.
Rong Zhi said in a low voice, "Sit for a while, then sleep."
Sang Yuwan had no intention of staying overnight. She bit her lip and said, "I'll leave in a bit."
Rong Zhi paused, turned his head, and said, "Tonight, I will not touch you again."
The fire that Sang Yuwan had suppressed in her heart suddenly reignited. Her face flushed red, and she cursed, "Shameless!"
Rong Zhi smiled and walked out.
Sang Yuwan sat on the bed for a full ten minutes before gritting her teeth and getting out. Her legs trembled. The tearing pain made her gasp.
She cursed Rong Zhi under her breath, then walked into the bathroom with a tense expression.
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On the other side.
When Mingxiao saw the injury on Mingzhan's forehead, he couldn't help but frown and said to the driver, "Go to the hospital."
Mingzhan quickly spoke up to stop him, "No need. Just go back and handle it yourself."
Mingxiao advised, "The wound looks rather deep; it could get infected and cause serious problems."
Ming Zhan's expression was somewhat grim. "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
Mingxiao said, "Azhan, you are the heir of the Ming family. You can't afford to make even the slightest mistake."
Ming Zhan froze. "Big brother, what are you saying?"
“Cough cough…” Mingxiao coughed twice, slightly out of breath, “I am not in good health, and Mingyi is too young. Only you are fit to take on this task.”
“Brother, I’ve been training all my life since I was a child. I know nothing about managing the family, I…”
"If you can do it every night, you can too."
"I can't compare to her..."
A sour feeling welled up in his throat, and Mingzhan was too uncomfortable to speak.
Mingxiao turned to the side and grasped his cold hand. "A-Zhan, only by standing higher can you have the chance to see a more beautiful view."
Ming Zhan lowered his head, a look of gloom on his face. "I've already seen the view from up here."
Mingxiao took a deep breath. "From one high point to another, the scenery is completely different. I know you've always had Wanwan in your heart. Although you two may not have the chance to be together in this life, you can silently protect her. Cough..."
Seeing this, Mingzhan had a bad feeling and said urgently to the driver, "To the hospital."
Mingxiao paused for a moment, then tried to comfort him, "Azhan, you saw what happened today. What Wanwan needs is someone like Master Bo."
Ming Zhan's pupils contracted, and he tightened his grip on his fingers.
Mingxiao's face was pale, his mind filled with worry. "What kind of person is Second Master Bo? I'm worried that one day Wanwan... cough cough..."
Ming Zhan was terrified. "Big brother, please stop talking."
Mingxiao looked at him, his eyes slightly red.
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Upon arriving at the hospital, Mingzhan treated his wounds and then sought out the doctor to inquire about Mingxiao's condition.
The doctor told him that Mingxiao's physical condition was relatively normal, but he couldn't exert himself and needed to rest completely.
Ming Zhan's mood grew increasingly heavy.
On the way back to the Ming family home, he said to Ming Xiao, "Big brother, I will submit my retirement application to the team tomorrow."
Mingxiao nodded.
After a few minutes of silence, he suddenly asked, "What happened today? How did you get kidnapped?"
Ming Zhan's temples throbbed, and two bursts of anger flashed in his eyes. "Bo Xinglan called me, but I didn't answer. Later, she sent me a message, asking me to meet her at the Beijing-Hong Kong port to talk about the child."
Mingxiao's face darkened. "Is the child in her belly really yours?"
Mingzhan shook his head. "I don't even remember when I had a relationship with her. Besides, when the kidnappers took him away, they said I had become a father by accident. Obviously, this child is not mine."
Mingxiao's brow furrowed deeply. After a few minutes of silence, he said in a grave tone, "The person they want to deal with is Wanwan."
Ming Zhan was terrified, his chest heaving violently. "Brother, what do you mean..."
Mingxiao said, "First, they used your and Bo Xinglan's bed photos to provoke Wanwan, hoping to get rid of her child. When that failed, they kidnapped you. Their goal was to kill Wanwan."
Ming Zhan felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and the hairs on his body stood on end. "How shameless!"
"Why didn't they make a move against Wanwan in the end?" Mingxiao wondered.
The kidnappers had many opportunities to injure Sang Yuwan, or even kill her.
But he did nothing.
Ming Zhan's eyes darkened. "Second Master of the Bo family."
Mingxiao's eyelids twitched. "He is indeed suspicious."
Mingzhan took out his phone. "I'll call Wan'er right now and tell her to be wary of Rong Zhi."
Mingxiao pressed him down, "I trust Wanwan will make her own judgment."
Mingzhan panicked, his breathing heavy and painful. "If he dares to hurt Wan'er, I'll kill him."
Mingxiao: "..."
Back at the Ming family home, the two brothers prepared to quietly return to their rooms.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the car was turned off, a dignified figure appeared.
"dad."
"dad……"
The two brothers paused for a moment, then spoke in low voices.
"Where have you been so late?" Mingyu asked seriously, leaning on his cane.
Ming Zhan: "We..."
Mingxiao: "Azhan has been kidnapped."
Ming Zhan turned his head to look at him, his eyes widening.
He had originally intended to find an excuse to brush it off, but he didn't expect Mingxiao to be so open about it.
Ming Yu scoffed coldly, "Kidnapped? Who kidnapped you?"
Ming Zhan's chest heaved slightly. "Shen Yilin, the third young master of the Shen family in the capital."
Ming Yu's expression changed drastically, and he swung his cane straight at him, "You dare to mess with the Shen family?"
Seeing that the crimson cane was about to hit him, Mingzhan hurriedly ran away.
"I didn't provoke him..."
Mingyu chased after him, hitting him, "You didn't provoke him, why did he tie you up?"
“I don’t know…” Mingzhan was angry, annoyed, and aggrieved.
Seeing this, Mingxiao grabbed Mingyu's cane, which he was swinging again. "Dad, Zhan is innocent. He doesn't even know that Shen Yilin."
Mingyu, panting, said, "Don't take his side. Ah Xiao, here's your cane. Give him a good beating."
Mingxiao clenched his left fist, pressed it to his lips, and coughed twice. "My body is not as good as yours."
Mingyu was taken aback.
"Master, what are you doing?" Lan Xiya rushed over, her forehead sweating with anxiety.
"Aunt Lan, it's nothing. Dad was just a little worried when he saw that Zhan had just come back and was injured," Mingxiao explained gently.
Lan Xiya looked at Ming Zhan with a worried expression, "Ah Zhan, where did you get this injury?"
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