Sang Yuwan's heart trembled, and her expression grew even colder. "No one wants this child to be safe and healthy more than I do."
Rong Zhi's brow furrowed slightly. He stood up, a glimmer of hope flickering in his lowered eyes. "Alright. I'll stay far away from you until the child is born."
Sang Yuwan didn't look at him, her lips were pursed, and she responded softly, "Mm."
Rong Zhi added, "I think we should forget about replacing her. After all, Qin Zhihua's acting skills are slightly inferior."
Sang Yuwan looked up at him and said, "I knew it, you came here specifically for her."
Rong Zhi's expression flickered, and he sniffed, "Aunt Qiu put too much vinegar in the breakfast she made today."
Sang Yuwan knew he was teasing her, and glared at him fiercely, "The feud between Mingmei and me is none of your business."
Rong Zhi said, "It's not the best. 'Confessions of Time' is the first TV series you invested in after acquiring Xinyu. It must be a huge hit."
Sang Yuwan said irritably, "I don't care about making money, I just want to teach Mingmei a lesson."
“Madam is not that kind of person.” Rong Zhi’s expression saw through everything. “The Bo family business is the result of your hard work, and you would never allow the money invested to go to waste.”
"You talk as if you know me very well." Sang Yuwan curled her lips.
Rong Zhi reached into his coat pocket with one hand, his sharp features softening considerably. "I can only guess a little bit about what Madam is thinking."
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Sang Yuwan glared at him, a strange emotion churning within her, a dull feeling settling over her.
"Please rest well, Madam. See you tomorrow," Rong Zhi said calmly and unhurriedly.
Sang Yuwan looked away and turned on the television.
Rong Zhi was about to step away.
A bright voice suddenly rang out, "Madam, Madam has arrived."
Sang Yuwan was startled.
For some reason, Lan Xiya would always unexpectedly appear whenever she was with Rong Zhi.
She took a deep breath, raised an eyebrow at Rong Zhi, and said, "Find a quiet place to stay."
Rong Zhi's lips twitched. "What are you afraid of? It's not like I'm someone you can't show your face to.
Sang Yuwan bit her lower lip and lowered her voice, "Do you really want the whole city to know that we have an improper relationship?"
Upon hearing this, Rong Zhi's gaze darkened. "So, this is how you view our relationship..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sang Yuwan had already stood up, grabbed his arm, and led him into the study. "Go in."
Rong Zhi lowered his head slightly, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "You're the one who asked me to leave this."
Sang Yuwan said irritably, "Too talkative."
After saying that, she shoved him hard and then slammed the study door shut.
Lan Xiya came in, her eyelids twitching inexplicably. She asked, "Wanwan, are you feeling unwell? Why did it take you so long to open the door?"
Sang Yuwan was a little annoyed by her, and said in a slightly displeased tone, "Auntie, why do you always come and disturb me whenever I want to get a good night's sleep?"
Lan Xiya looked a little embarrassed and gave an awkward smile.
Sang Yuwan sat down on the sofa, her tone indifferent, "What's the matter this time?"
Lan Xiya subconsciously clenched her fingers. "It's nothing, I just wanted to come see you. It's your first pregnancy, you don't have much experience. And you're all alone. I've been so worried I haven't been able to sleep at night."
Sang Yuwan ruthlessly exposed her, "You can't sleep because of Mingyi, right?"
Lan Xiya's face paled, and she swallowed hard. "What's the use of worrying about him? It's already like this anyway."
Aunt Qiu went upstairs and brought them a cup of hot pear soup.
When Lan Xiya first saw her, she was taken aback. "You've changed your nanny."
Sang Yu replied late in the evening, "A live-in nanny."
Lan Xiya looked at Aunt Qiu carefully, then frowned. "Wanwan, was she a servant in the Bo family before?"
Sang Yuwan gestured for Aunt Qiu to leave before speaking, "No."
Lan Xiya couldn't help but worry, "Is that believable?"
Sang Yuwan picked up the pear soup and gently blew on it. "Can the person I found be trusted?"
Lan Xiya pursed her lips and boldly spoke up, "I dare not speak for others, but Second Master Bo is definitely not trustworthy."
Sang Yuwan's fingertips stiffened, and the pear soup almost spilled. She narrowed her eyes, her expression cold and indifferent, "Auntie doesn't need to say that all the time."
Lan Xiya paused for half a second, then frowned. "Wanwan, the Bo family members are all very cunning. You have to be careful. Don't be fooled by his current stance; what if one day..."
"Auntie, I know, you don't need to remind me." Sang Yuwan was increasingly annoyed, her tone somewhat irritated.
Lan Xiya stopped talking. To ease the awkwardness, she picked up the glass of pear soup and drank it.
Aunt Qiu added red dates, goji berries, and top-quality snow fungus. She simmered it for a long time until it became gelatinous.
Lan Xiya couldn't help but praise, "This nanny's cooking skills are very good."
Sang Yuwan didn't reply, and continued drinking by herself.
She seemed to have forgotten that there was still a man locked up in the study at that moment.
Seeing her aloof expression, Lan Xiya sat quietly for a few minutes before forcing a smile. "Wanwan, I plan to go back to Jiangzhou in the next couple of days to visit your grandparents and your parents."
Sang Yuwan choked, nearly choking on the pear soup. Her cheekbones flushed slightly. After a few seconds, she finally spoke, "It's not a special day, why are you thinking of going back?"
Lan Xiya's nose tingled, and her eyes suddenly reddened. "I just miss them and want to go back and see them."
Sang Yuwan put down her cup and handed her a tissue. "Second brother is being discharged from the hospital tomorrow. What will the Ming family think if you go back to Jiangzhou at this time?"
Lan Xiya took the tissue, gently rubbed her eyes, and muttered softly, "Let them think what they want."
Sang Yuwan's heart sank. "Auntie, don't you consider Uncle Ming's feelings?"
Lan Xiya gritted her teeth, "He doesn't even consider my feelings, so why should I care about him?"
Sang Yuwan's expression darkened slightly. "In the end, you're still after all this for the position of heir to the Ming family."
Lan Xiya opened her mouth, "I..."
“Auntie, even if you’re just pretending, you should at least put on an act. Your second brother treated you no differently than your own mother in the past,” Sang Yuwan continued to persuade her.
“I know he and Mingxiao respect me a lot, but I still can’t get over this hurdle in my heart.” Lan Xiya’s eyes reddened.
Sang Yuwan said, "It will get better with time."
Lan Xiya looked at her, tears welling up in her eyes, "Wanwan, if only your mother were here..."
Sang Yuwan frowned, her tone becoming stern, "Auntie, don't come here again."
Lan Xiya was startled, realizing she had misspoke. "I'm sorry, Wanwan, I didn't mean anything by it, it's just..."
"If you want to go back to Jiangzhou, go back now. From now on, don't bother me with these trivial matters." Sang Yuwan was furious.
Lan Xiya's heart clenched, and her face turned pale. "Wanwan, I'll leave now. Don't be angry. I promise I'll never bother you again."
Sang Yuwan's chest heaved, and she remained silent.
Upon seeing this, Lan Xiya slowly stood up.
Ring ring—
The cell phone rang from the study.
Sang Yuwan's mind went blank for a moment, and before Lan Xiya could suspect anything, she got up and walked towards the study.
Lan Xiya glanced at the phone on the coffee table and paused, "Wanwan, your phone is here..."
Sang Yuwan paused, her fingers curling slightly. "Do I only have one cell phone?"
Lan Xiya's forehead veins throbbed, and she thought to herself, "As the person in charge of the Bo Group and the Bo family, it's normal for her to have several cell phones."
Sang Yuwan ignored her and quickly walked to the study door, unlocking it with her fingerprint.
As soon as she stepped inside, she fell into a broad embrace.
"Allow……"
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