Rong Zhi strode over, his gaze fixed on Sang Yuwan's face.
"Madam, you've gone through a lot."
Sang Yuwan glanced at him coldly and sneered, "It's fine if I suffer, but don't let it affect the baby in my belly."
Rong Zhi's cold lips twitched almost imperceptibly, his smile enigmatic. Then, he looked at the three men standing on the edge of the rooftop, his gaze instantly darkening. "If you want to die, you should at least find a better way to die."
Before the three could speak, he added, "Jumping from here, head and feet are still heads, it's quite a tragic act."
Upon hearing this, the three men couldn't help but shudder.
Sang Yuwan then spoke up, "When did Second Master become so kind as to care about how others die?"
Rong Zhi said, "After all, they were once the eldest brother's right-hand men."
Sang Yuwan sneered, "They don't care about conduct or relationships at all."
A glint flashed in Rong Zhi's eyes as he addressed the three, "Big Brother must be quite bored underground. You two should go and keep him company."
Upon hearing this, the three of them shook violently in anger.
Sang Yuwan added insult to injury, "You should go down and demand your shares from them."
The three of them turned pale with anger.
Rong Zhi chuckled softly, a playful glint in his eyes. "Four people together, enough to make a mahjong table."
Minglang and Xiansi exchanged a glance and almost burst out laughing.
Sang Yuwan addressed the three of them, "Gentlemen, do you still wish to discuss this? If not, I will leave."
Before the three could speak, Rong Zhi parted his thin lips slightly and said, "You go down, I'll handle this."
Upon hearing this, the three hurriedly said, "Chairman Sang, don't go..."
Sang Yuwan glanced over, her tone already somewhat impatient, "Bring over the evidence, there's still room for discussion."
The three exchanged glances, and the one in the middle, holding a USB drive, slowly walked towards her.
Minglang immediately walked up to Sang Yuwan, his eyes filled with vigilance and wariness.
Rong Zhi reached into a pack of cigarettes, about to take one out, when he suddenly paused and silently put the cigarette back in his pocket.
This morning, after leaving Qinghe Garden, he went to Mingyue Village again.
Last night, Bo Qingmei attempted suicide, but was fortunately discovered by Xiao Sheng and saved her life.
He originally planned to secretly transfer Bo Qingmei to the capital, but after receiving Ling Zhou's call, he rushed back to the group.
The man who walked over was Bo Xingzhi's college classmate, and had worked at Bo's company for ten years.
Rong Zhi watched him walk over step by step, his expression growing colder and colder, his deep eyes radiating a chilling aura.
"Chairman Sang, the evidence is right here, here you go."
Sang Yuwan lowered her eyebrows slightly and said in a cool tone, "Minglang, bring it here."
"Yes." Every cell in Minglang's body went on high alert, his dark eyes fixed on the man.
He walked over and was about to reach for the USB drive when the man suddenly pulled a dagger from his pocket. Gritting his teeth, he threw it forcefully at Sang Yuwan.
"Madam?" Xuan Si exclaimed in fright.
The tense atmosphere seemed to freeze, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts. All around was quiet, leaving only a chilling silence.
Unable to stop it in time, Minglang could only watch helplessly as the gleaming dagger stabbed towards Sang Yuwan.
Sang Yuwan's breathing faltered, and her heart almost stopped beating.
Rong Zhi stretched out his long arm and hugged her tightly.
Clang—
The dagger missed its target and fell to the ground.
The cracking sound was like a thunderclap.
Minglang kicked the man squarely in the chest, and the man instantly collapsed to the ground. Veins bulged on Minglang's forehead as he stepped on the man's fingers, grinding them heavily.
"Ah..." the man cried out in pain.
Two men standing on the edge of the rooftop trembled, glanced at each other, and hesitated whether to come down.
A police officer came over and patiently advised, "Let's talk things out. Why take such an extreme step?"
The two men, their chests heaving, nervously protested, "His actions just now had nothing to do with us. He orchestrated it all..."
The officer said, "Everything will be investigated thoroughly. We'll talk about it later."
The two bit their lips, hesitated for a few minutes, and finally slumped down, their shoulders drooping.
The police officers took all three of them away.
Xiansi walked to Minglang's side, tugged at his clothes, and said softly, "Let's go."
The anger in Minglang's eyes had not completely dissipated, and at the same time, a hint of worry surfaced. "But, Madam..."
Xian Si lowered her voice, "Be sensible. Okay?"
Minglang was taken aback. "How am I being unreasonable?"
Xian Si pursed her lips, not wanting to explain any further, grabbed his arm, and forcibly dragged him away.
On the rooftop, only Rong Zhi and Sang Yuwan remained.
A subtle, indescribable atmosphere permeated the air, seemingly containing some mysterious power.
It gently brushed against their cheeks, like delicate fingers tenderly plucking at their heartstrings. Each breath felt like a dialogue with this invisible force, bringing a sense of inexplicable peace and contentment.
Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, casting dappled shadows and adding warmth and vibrancy to the delicate air. A faint fragrance of orchids and the crisp scent of pine mingled in the air, like nature's most sincere gift, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility.
Rong Zhi held Sang Yuwan tightly. He was tall, his body slightly bent, his chin resting against the crook of Sang Yuwan's neck. His cool breath, mixed with the scent of pine, swept past Sang Yuwan's nostrils.
Her heart skipped a beat, and her emotions rippled outwards.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing the hems of their clothes to flutter softly.
Sang Yuwan's heart pounded. She snapped back to reality and reached out to push Rong Zhi.
Rong Zhi straightened up.
Sang Yuwan looked up and froze instantly.
Rong Zhi looked at her intently, the meaning in his gaze unreadable to her.
There is love, tenderness, and self-blame.
Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths, took two steps back, and barely managed to stand still, her chest heaving.
"You saved me again."
Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow and smiled gently, "How does Madam intend to thank me?"
Sang Yuwan recalled the scene just now, still feeling lingering fear. Her eyelashes trembled, and she whispered, "How does Second Master want me to thank you?"
Rong Zhi seemed to think about it seriously for a moment, then smiled and said, "I just want you to believe me."
Sang Yuwan's expression froze, and her eyelids twitched heavily.
Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is it difficult?"
Sang Yuwan replied calmly, "It's not that difficult. It's just that I really can't see through what Second Master is doing right now."
Rong Zhi asked her, "You don't need to see clearly, just trust me."
Sang Yuwan turned slightly to the side, revealing her delicate and sculpted profile. A faint shadow played on her high, straight nose.
"How can I believe you if you don't explain clearly, Second Master?"
Rong Zhi was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, "There is absolutely no possibility between Mingmei and me."
Sang Yuwan sneered, "Is that so?"
Rong Zhi continued, "From beginning to end, there has only been one person in my heart..."
"Second Master, I am not an innocent young girl." A large sneer appeared on Sang Yuwan's lips.
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