Rong Zhi then asked, "Sang Yuwan, if I insist on marrying you, will you agree?"
Sang Yuwan froze, too afraid to move.
Rong Zhi took a deep breath and slowly straightened up.
The air surrounding Sang Yuwan was completely imbued with his aura.
Sang Yuwan bit her lip, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes, and uttered a muffled sound, "You didn't drink today, but you're drunk."
Rong Zhi leaned back, letting her rest against him. "Do you think I was talking nonsense?"
Sang Yuwan's heart was pounding wildly, as if a raging storm was churning within her, and she couldn't calm down no matter what she said. "If this isn't drunken talk, could it be what's on my mind?"
Rong Zhi's gaze darkened slightly, and his expression became more serious. "After that night at the Grand Hotel, I decided to do this."
Sang Yuwan was overwhelmed with emotion, a myriad of feelings rising within him.
Rong Zhi spoke sincerely and looked serious; he wasn't joking.
Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, raised her eyes, and looked at him carefully. "Rong Zhi, how could you go back on your word?"
Rong Zhi felt a stab in his heart, as if he had swallowed a bitter pill.
He looked at her, his love completely undisguised.
"because I love you."
The deep voice, like the tolling of a bell, reached Sang Yuwan's ears.
Her heart skipped a beat, and her face turned bright red with shock.
I love you.
The simplest way to confess your love.
Bo Xingzhi had also told her this before.
At that time, she had given up any thoughts of being with Mingzhan and happily accepted his "love".
Unexpectedly, his love was full of lies and manipulation.
Now, when Rong Zhi said those words, she no longer dared to accept them.
She was afraid that she would be disappointed again.
Moreover, she and Rong Zhi have special identities.
If you really accept it, the road ahead will be very difficult.
Sang Yuwan lowered her head, forcefully pried open Rong Zhi's hands, and slowly stood up.
She straightened her back and stood in front of Rong Zhi.
His back view exuded a cold and aloof air.
"Rong Zhi, you can love anyone, but not me."
The words were resolute and chilling.
Rong Zhi's heart tightened, and he silently stood up. "Are you afraid I'll end up like Bo Xingzhi?"
Sang Yuwan pursed her lips. "Second Master likes women, how could he be like him?"
Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow. "Then what are you afraid of? Using you? Toying with you?"
Sang Yuwan gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Now that you're the head of the Rong family, what use do I have to you?"
Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes. "Then what are you afraid of?"
Sang Yuwan suddenly turned around, her eyelids slightly lifted, her eyes red, "Rong Zhi, even if you have returned to the Rong family, it cannot change your status as the second master of the Bo family."
Rong Zhi's breath hitched, his chest heaved, and his pupils darkened. "Is this what you're concerned about?" He paused, then added, "The Bo family isn't worth all this."
Sang Yuwan's heart trembled. The vague thought that had been rising within her was like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely into her heart. A churning sensation ran through her, as if her internal organs were twisted together.
Buzz—
The sudden vibration of her phone snapped her back to reality.
She took a deep breath, picked up her phone, and walked towards the bedroom.
Bang--
She closed the door and then locked it.
Rong Zhi stood there, staring at the closed door, his lips twitching.
Did she think that by locking the door from the inside, he wouldn't be able to get in?
Two minutes later, he went downstairs.
Sang Yuwan walked to the window and pressed the answer button.
The caller was Xiansi.
Sang Yuwan knew perfectly well that she was Rong Zhi's person, but she didn't drive her away immediately. Instead, she continued to trust her as before.
Strings is working even harder than before.
"Madam, Miss Ming says she wants to see you."
Sang Yuwan gave a cold smile. "I won't see you."
Xian Si was silent for a few seconds, her tone somewhat tense, "She said that if you refuse, she will reveal the truth about the deaths of Master Bo and Secretary Gu."
Sang Yuwan's gaze instantly darkened, and her breathing became rapid and heavy, each exhale like a more violent storm accumulating in her chest.
She leaned forward slightly without realizing it, her eyes filled with disdain.
“I’ll say it again, I won’t see her.” She paused, then added, “Tell her that if she brings up Bo Xingzhi again, she will suffer far more than I will.”
Xiansi responded, "Yes, Madam."
Sang Yuwan looked out the window at the night sky, her eyes filled with a dark expression. "How is Qin Zhihua now?"
"Her emotions have stabilized," Xian Si replied.
Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened, and her tone remained calm, "Have the arrangements been made with the paparazzi?"
Strings responded, "Everything is arranged. At midnight tonight, the news of Miss Ming's jealousy over some unknown celebrity will be released."
A glint flashed in Sang Yuwan's eyes, but it vanished in an instant.
Xiansi paused, her tone somewhat uneasy, "Madam, there's been a murder at Qinghe Garden, you..."
Sang Yuwan interrupted coldly, "I won't be staying there for the next few days. If there are any urgent documents, bring them to Nanshan Villa."
“Nanshan…” Xian Si suddenly froze.
Sang Yuwan hung up the phone.
Outside the window, the moon hangs in the deep sky, casting a soft and mysterious silver glow, draping the earth in a thin veil.
The tall trees in the distance became hazy and profound. Their branches and leaves swayed gently in the breeze, as if whispering secrets and dancing with the night wind.
Occasionally, the cry of a night bird breaks the silence of the night.
Sang Yuwan watched quietly, taking deep breaths repeatedly.
She wanted to calm herself down as soon as possible.
Rong Zhi's words, "I love you," kept echoing in my ears.
A giant rock is thrown into the lake of the heart time and time again, creating towering waves.
Sang Yuwan knew that tonight was destined to be an eventful night.
Knock knock—
The knocking was neither too loud nor too soft. It was rhythmic.
Without asking, it was obvious that it was Rong Zhi.
Sang Yuwan's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't turn around or acknowledge him.
Knock knock knock—
The knocking sounded again.
Sang Yuwan once again chose to remain silent.
At this moment, she didn't want to face Rong Zhi.
Because she didn't want to completely break things off with him at this time.
Even knowing how despicable Bo Yuanshan and Bo Xingzhi were, she still had to shoulder her responsibilities.
Because the Bo family still has so many employees.
She cannot choose to give up because of Bo Yuanshan and Bo Xingzhi.
As long as she is in charge of the "Bo Group", she will do her best.
Click—
The sound of the door opening came from the entrance.
Sang Yuwan was terrified and turned around abruptly.
In my line of sight, Rong Zhi, who had changed his clothes, walked in carrying a bamboo fruit basket.
"Your favorite fruit."
Sang Yuwan's handsome features were now filled with anger, her gaze piercing him like a knife.
Rong Zhi strode in from outside, his eyes gentle. "Don't you like it?"
Sang Yuwan stared at him, her breathing becoming labored. "Mingmei wants to reveal the cause of Bo Xingzhi's death. What do you think about this?"
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