"Wanwan, are you listening?"
Seeing that Sang Yuwan hadn't spoken for a long time, Ning Wanzhen's tone became increasingly urgent.
"Mom, I have something to do today and can't get away. How about we go to the hospital tomorrow?" Sang Yuwan pursed her lips, her heart heavy with worry.
“Child, this can’t be delayed. Work is important, but your health is more important.” Ning Wanzhen’s voice choked as she spoke, “Your father and Xingzhi were overworked, that’s why…”
Sang Yuwan felt a sudden pang of sorrow.
Bo Yuanshan was indeed overworked and eventually collapsed at the negotiating table.
Bo Xingzhi. Hehe.
Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she said softly, "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of myself and the children."
Ning Wanzhen hummed in agreement, then added, "Wanwan, I'm still worried. Here's what we'll do: call me when you're done with your work, and I'll go to the hospital with you."
Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened slightly, and her heart sank to the bottom.
I absolutely have to go to the hospital.
She glanced at the buildings flashing past the window and replied helplessly, "Okay."
Ning Wanzhen then hung up the phone.
Suppressing her emotions, Sang Yuwan said to Xian Si, "Contact Dr. Jiang and tell her that the old lady will accompany me to my prenatal checkup later."
"Prenatal checkup?" Xian Si paused for half a second, her heart pounding. "Madam, what about the old lady?"
"Too talkative," Sang Yuwan scolded in a low voice.
Xiansi immediately shut up and took out her phone to call Dr. Jiang.
Fifteen minutes later.
Sang Yu arrived at Jiangcheng Airport late at night.
She did not get off the bus.
Flight information shows that Mingzhan's plane is about to land.
Sang Yuwan felt her heart inexplicably tighten, and deep within her soul, a warmth suddenly spread, like melting chocolate collapsing layer by layer.
It's been two years since we last met.
Goodbye, things have changed.
Mingxiao sent a message.
"Wanwan, have you arrived at the airport yet?"
Sang Yuwan's eyes flickered, and she replied with a single sentence.
"Eldest brother, I have something to do today and can't come to pick up second brother. I'll host a welcome dinner for him another day."
The message has been sent.
She addressed Minglang, "Back to the company."
"Yes." Minglang started the car.
Just as I was about to start, a black Rolls-Royce sped up from behind.
"Second Master?" Minglang recognized it as Rong Zhi's car. "Didn't he accompany Fourth Miss to the capital?"
Sang Yuwan was stunned for a moment, then her face suddenly darkened.
The Rolls-Royce drove very fast, seemingly unaware of their presence.
Minglang muttered under his breath, "Second Master didn't even stop the car?"
Sang Yuwan said unhappily, "Aren't you going to drive?"
Minglang straightened his back and stepped on the gas.
As the car drove out of the airport, a passenger plane from Paris slowly landed.
Sang Yuwan spent 80 million yuan, and with the maneuvering last night, the matter between Ming Zhan and Bo Xinglan was finally suppressed.
As a world champion, Ming Zhan caused quite a stir when he stepped off the plane.
Take photos, pose for photos, and sign autographs.
It took more than half an hour to finish.
Mingxiao watched from the outside, feeling both proud and worried.
He and Ming Zhan were siblings from the same mother.
Their mother died of illness when Mingzhan was three years old.
A year later, Mingyu, the father, married Lan Xiya, the second daughter of the Lan family.
Although Lan Xiya treated them well, she was not their biological mother after all.
The two brothers became each other's most important support.
The year Ming Xiao went abroad for medical treatment, the Ming family adopted Sang Yuwan.
"Big brother." Ming Zhan walked through the crowd to Ming Xiao and gave him a big hug.
Mingxiao was shorter and thinner. In comparison, he even seemed frail and weak.
He gently patted Mingzhan on the back. "Congratulations, A-Zhan."
"Thank you." Mingzhan released him, looked around, and his bright black eyes were full of expectation.
Mingxiao knew who he was looking for, and a sudden pang of sadness welled up in his heart. He pursed his lips and said softly, "Wanwan is busy with work and can't get away. She said she'll have a welcome dinner for you another day."
Mingzhan's disappointment was palpable. "She's busier than ever now."
Mingxiao chuckled. "Being in that position, you have no choice in what you do."
Mingzhan lowered his eyelids slightly, his thick eyelashes concealing the fleeting sadness in his eyes.
Mingxiao suppressed his emotions and smiled, "Azhan, Dad is still waiting for you at home, let's go."
"Okay." Mingzhan nodded.
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On the way back to Mingjia from Jiangcheng Airport, the route passed by the "Bo Group".
Mingzhan turned his head to look out the window, his eyes swirling with complex emotions.
The towering building is majestic and imposing.
Who would have thought that its owner was a young woman who was only 26 years old?
Ming Zhan suddenly spoke up, "Brother, when Wan'er came to the Ming family, she was so delicate. I never imagined that she would become such a powerful figure in Jiangcheng's business world."
Mingxiao remarked with emotion, "I never imagined that one day my brother would become a world champion."
Ming Zhan: "..."
Mingxiao added, "Yiyi is also working at Bo's now."
Mingzhan turned around and asked, "He got into the Bo family? Aunt Lan had Wan'er open the back door for him?"
Mingxiao shook his head. "He is Second Master Bo's assistant."
“Second Master Bo? Rong Zhi.” Ming Zhan frowned, a look of surprise flashing across his face.
“It’s him.” Mingxiao’s face became more serious.
He saw through Rong Zhi's thoughts in a brief encounter.
This has caused me great concern.
It is said that Rong Zhi is a very cunning and scheming person, and ordinary people cannot fathom his inner thoughts.
However, he made no attempt to hide his feelings for Sang Yuwan.
Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective.
Sang Yuwan was unaware.
But he saw it all clearly.
"Second brother, didn't he die six years ago?" Ming Zhan took a breath, his face darkening considerably.
Mingxiao said, "I don't know."
Ming Zhan's eyelids twitched, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "If he suddenly came back to life, could Bo Xingzhi also...?"
Mingxiao shook his head with a smile, "How could that be? Wanwan personally handled his funeral arrangements."
Mingzhan spoke up, "I actually hope he can come back to life, so Wan'er won't have to work so hard."
Mingxiao said, "Fortunately, she still has a child."
Upon hearing these words, Ming Zhan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his fingers slowly tightened.
The sky was overcast, with thick clouds hanging low, shrouding the whole world in a somber atmosphere.
The air pressure inside the car became oppressive again.
Mingzhan felt a pang of panic; his lips tightened, and his eyes churned with dark emotions.
Mingxiao looked at him, his mood growing heavier and heavier.
After leaving the Bo family yesterday, he learned through his connections that paparazzi were using Ming Zhan's bed photos to blackmail Sang Yuwan.
To his great shock, the woman in the photo was none other than the sixth young lady of the Bo family.
Bo Xinglan is Bo Xingzhi's cousin.
Mingxiao couldn't imagine how Sang Yuwan would feel when she saw the photos.
Buzz—
Mingzhan's phone suddenly rang.
Very few people outside of the Ming family and the swimming team knew his phone number.
Looking down, I saw a string of unfamiliar numbers.
He answered the call with a puzzled look.
"Senior, I am Bo Xinglan..."
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