Lin Ran's pupils contracted sharply, and the muscles on her face gradually tightened.
"You've been by my brother's side for so many years, you know my methods." Rong Zhi lowered his eyes, looking down at her with disdain.
Lin Ran's heart pounded. She opened her mouth, but her voice was barely audible, "Second Master, even if I tell you, can you let me go?"
Rong Zhi's expression was inscrutable. "What do you think?"
Lin Ran bit her lip until it bled, swallowed hard, and said tremblingly, "Whether I tell you or not, Second Master won't let me go. So why should I tell you?"
Rong Zhi's sharp lips twitched almost imperceptibly as he sneered, "Even if you don't tell me, I'll find out sooner or later."
A hint of despair flashed in Lin Ran's eyes. She sniffed and her hoarse voice became even more chilling, "No matter how skilled Second Master is, he can't surpass Master Bo."
Rong Zhi's patience ran out. His eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Live well. Let's see who's really stronger."
Lin Ran stared at him fiercely, "No one can compare to Master Bo."
Rong Zhi looked at her, a contemptuous smile in his eyes.
This Lin Ran is truly a die-hard fan of Bo Xingzhi.
Rong Zhi turned and left.
Lin Ran's taut back suddenly collapsed, and she slumped into the prison chair.
Having been by Bo Xingzhi's side for twelve years, she was certainly aware of Rong Zhi's methods.
In the past, Bo Xingzhi would handle matters that were inconvenient for him to handle personally.
Black, white, and gray, three sides intersecting each other.
Rong Zhi's abilities and methods far surpass those of Bo Xingzhi.
However, the person she loved was Bo Xingzhi. No matter what, she refused to admit that he was inferior to Rong Zhi.
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"Second Master, Madam went to the hospital after get off work today."
As Rong Zhi got into the car, the man in black immediately turned to report.
"Did the examination find anything wrong?" Rong Zhi pressed his temples.
The man in black handed him a file folder. "The results are all in there."
Rong Zhi stretched out his long arm and took it.
The coil was unwound, and a thick stack of reports was taken out.
Rong Zhi carefully examined every single page.
The soft interior lighting cast a gentle glow on his face, softening his sharp features.
Sang Yuwan's health condition is not bad.
After reading it, Rong Zhi closed the report and put it into a file folder. "Are you sure nothing was missed?"
The man in black replied, "I went to Dean Zhang's place myself to get it; there's no mistake. Oh, and there are two more test reports that won't be available until tomorrow morning."
Upon hearing this, Rong Zhi frowned. "Remember to bring it to me tomorrow."
"Yes," the man in black replied, then asked, "Second Master, where to go?"
Rong Zhi adjusted his chair, lay down, and closed his eyes slightly. "Qinghe Garden."
"Yes." The man in black turned around and sat down, a slight smile playing on his lips.
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The next day.
Six o'clock in the morning.
Sang Yuwan woke up to the sound of her alarm clock.
As usual, I made coffee and then prepared to exercise.
Just as I was about to drink it, my heart suddenly clenched and then started pounding.
She is pregnant.
Pregnancy guidelines recommend that pregnant women avoid coffee, strong tea, and alcohol.
She quietly turned off the coffee machine and poured herself a glass of warm water.
Strenuous exercise is also prohibited.
Sang Yuwan could only sit on the floor mat and do some simple stretching and a little exercise.
She plans to enroll in a prenatal class in a few days to learn more.
"Baby, this is my first time being a mother, I have no experience. Please be patient with me."
For some reason, she felt no disgust towards the child; instead, she harbored a strange expectation for him.
She didn't even care that her father was Rong Zhi.
Perhaps, because this might be her only child in her life.
He was also the person she was closest to in this world.
Half an hour later.
Minglang brought up the breakfast.
Sang Yuwan glanced at it and said, "From now on, replace all coffee with milk or juice. Also, go buy a nutritional cookbook and follow the recipes in it."
Minglang's heart tightened. "Madam, is there a problem with the medical examination?"
Sang Yuwan said calmly, "I'm pregnant."
Minglang was startled; his heart leaped into his throat.
He and Xiansi knew about Sang Yuwan's false pregnancy.
Unexpectedly, she became pregnant so quickly.
Who is the child's father?
Minglang was terrified and his breathing stopped abruptly.
Seeing him standing there in a daze, Sang Yuwan pulled out a chair and sat down, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "Watch your mouth."
Minglang's heart clenched painfully, his heart pounding as if it would burst out of his chest. He swallowed hard and said, "Everyone already knows that Madam is pregnant."
Sang Yuwan picked up the sandwich. "Go downstairs."
"Yes." Minglang turned around hurriedly, clutched his chest, and let out a long breath.
I stomped downstairs, my heart still pounding wildly.
He poured himself a glass of ice water, took two big gulps, and involuntarily shivered.
Even so, my head was still buzzing.
The lady is indeed pregnant.
The child is definitely not Mr. Bo's.
That is...
He guessed the answer, but couldn't believe it.
To be precise, it's that they dare not admit it.
He even had a slight hope that the child would be the second young master's.
In that case, the master will surely grant the wish of the madam and the second young master for the sake of the child.
Now that the lady is pregnant, there's even less chance for him and the second young master.
Thinking of this, Minglang felt inexplicably uneasy.
On the way to take Sang Yuwan to the company, he almost got into trouble.
"Minglang, do you want to rest?"
"Madam, I'm so sorry, I just now..."
"If you want to rest, I'll approve a week."
"Madam, I was wrong..."
Don't worry about things that aren't your concern.
"Yes, madam."
Minglang's palms were covered in a layer of cold sweat, and the back of his shirt was soaked.
unfortunately.
Upon arriving at the Bo Group, Minglang had just parked his car when Bo Xingzhi's Jiang A-class car sped up.
Without even looking, I know who's sitting inside.
Minglang took a deep breath and calmly opened the back door.
Sang Yuwan got off the car and walked directly towards the elevator.
"Good morning, Madam." Rong Zhi quickly caught up with her and smiled slightly.
"Good morning." Sang Yuwan replied politely but distantly without looking at him.
She deliberately kept her distance from him.
Rong Zhi then noticed that she was wearing a pair of low-heeled loafers today. His dark pupils narrowed slightly.
Minglang walked behind them, his heart churning with emotion. His hands involuntarily clenched into fists.
The man in black, with one hand in his pocket, looked much more relaxed than him. "Assistant Ming, did you get a scolding this morning?"
Minglang glanced at him sideways and said irritably, "Are you blind?"
The man in black shrugged and said nothing more.
Just as Sang Yuwan was about to step into the elevator, Minglang added, "Second Master, your elevator is over there."
Rong Zhi glanced at him disdainfully and reprimanded him coldly, "I haven't held anyone accountable for what happened last night."
My heart was pounding.
He had been by Sang Yuwan's side for so many years, and accidents rarely happened to him.
After Bo Xingzhi's death, strangely enough, he was frequently targeted by people in his later years.
Perhaps, as Mingyu said, she was too impatient and made too many enemies.
But isn't her greatest enemy the man right in front of her?
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