Chapter 37 Madam, how about I go to the black market and find a woman...

Sang Yuwan picked up her water glass, took two sips, and suppressed her anxious emotions.

"Aunt Jiang, let's start with treatment."

"Okay." Dr. Jiang responded, walked to her desk, and wrote out a prescription for treatment.

Upon hearing this, Xian Si unconsciously clenched her fingers, looking worried.

The longer this matter is delayed, the greater the danger becomes.

Back in the car, on a whim, she made a suggestion, "Madam, how about I go to the black market and find a woman..."

Sang Yuwan interrupted coldly, "What are you saying?"

Minglang looked at Ji Xiansi with a suspicious expression.

He didn't know that Sang Yuwan's pregnancy was fake.

Xian Si's mind went blank for a moment, her face flushed instantly, and she hurriedly tightened her seatbelt. "Madam, I'm sorry."

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath and turned her head to look out the window.

The sky seemed to be lightly covered by a thick layer of gray velvet, heavy with gloom. Only a few weak and pale rays of sunlight managed to cast feeble patterns of light and shadow on the ground.

Sang Yuwan felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Buzz—

The sound of the phone vibrating amplified infinitely in the quiet air.

The atmosphere inside the car grew increasingly oppressive and somber.

Sang Yuwan lowered her eyes and glanced at her phone screen.

The phone number of Xing Bibo, secretary to the president of Jinmao Bank.

Sang Yuwan pressed the answer button, "Secretary Xing."

"Chairman Sang, do you have time for lunch? Dai Xing would like to invite you to lunch."

"Today?" Sang Yuwan frowned slightly, her voice clear but cold.

"Yes." Secretary Xing paused for a moment. "If you think it's alright, I'll send the address to Assistant Ji later."

These words sound like a question, but they are actually an invisible form of pressure.

The person making the call obviously doesn't have that much power.

But the person behind him, Bo Xingzhi had to give him plenty of face.

The private equity firm under the "Bo's Group" has cooperated with Jinmaohang for many years, and many of its fund products have achieved excellent returns that exceed the market average.

Sang Yuwan couldn't refuse, "Okay."

Less than a minute later, Xiansi received the restaurant address from Xing Bibo.

Xian Si turned her head and said, "Madam, Dai Xing has arranged to have dinner at Xiyan Lake."

Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened. "I know."

Xiyan Lake Golf Estate is an industry under the "Shen Group".

Back then, the Bo family and the Shen family fought fiercely over this piece of land.

In the end, the Bo family was defeated.

In a fit of anger, Bo Xingzhi dismissed two senior executives who participated in the bidding process.

That was the first time he had ever lost his temper in front of her.

She didn't know if Dai Xing had any special purpose in choosing this place.

There was still some unease in my heart.

Xian Si asked her, "Madam, in the past, when Master Bo met Dai Xing, he always prepared a gift. This time, will it be the same as usual, or something else?"

Sang Yuwan considered for half a second, then said calmly, "Call Qin Zhihua over."

Xian Si paused for a moment, then replied, "Yes."

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When Shen Qianjie received Qin Zhihua's call, he was reporting to Rong Zhi in his hospital room.

Upon seeing the incoming call, his expression immediately darkened, and he hung up without hesitation.

The other party was not giving up and called again.

Three times in a row.

Shen Qianjie's anger flared, his face showing extreme annoyance, and he prepared to block the other party.

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes and curled his lips into a smile. "Take it."

Shen Qianjie's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled awkwardly, "It wasn't an important call."

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly. "Girlfriend?"

Just as Shen Qianjie was about to deny it, the other party attacked again.

He was about to hang up again. Rong Zhi suddenly reached out, snatched the phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Shen, are you still angry with me?"

The female voice was sweet and soft, with a hint of coquetry.

Rong Zhi curled his lips slightly.

Shen Qianjie bit his cheek, refusing to pay any attention.

A soft, sweet female voice, with a slight nasal tone, said, "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, Mrs. Bo is just too amazing. I had no choice but to agree."

Shen Qianjie's chest swelled with anger, and he growled at the other party, "Don't bother explaining."

The other person paused for a few seconds before softly saying, "Mr. Shen, please don't be like this. Mrs. Bo has had a hard time too..."

"She's had a tough time, and now she's trying to steal my girlfriend." Shen Qianjie was furious.

"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." The other person's voice was low and hoarse, with a timid tone.

"Qin Zhihua, tell her. From now on, in this circle, it's either her or me, it's either her or me." Shen Qianjie was completely blinded by anger and forgot that the phone, which was on speakerphone, was in Rong Zhi's hand.

"Mr. Shen, seeing you like this makes me so sad..." The other person started to cry.

Shen Qianjie's face was gloomy as he made a move to hang up the phone.

I was suddenly startled.

The phone is not in my possession.

"Second Master..."

Rong Zhi hung up the phone, his eyes darkening, the raging fire in his chest burning all the way to his eyes.

The air pressure in the ward suddenly dropped.

Shen Qianjie was so frightened that his face turned pale and he involuntarily stood up.

At that moment, he wished there was a crack in the ground he could crawl into and hide in.

"It's either you or her. Hmm?" Rong Zhi's expression was gloomy, his deep, ink-black eyes brewing an extremely dangerous storm.

Shen Qianjie felt like he was being pricked by thorns, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets with tension. "Second Master, you spoke without thinking when you were angry."

Rong Zhi tightened his jaw, his facial features becoming increasingly cold and sharp. "It seems that kick wasn't heavy enough."

Shen Qianjie felt a chill run down his spine and knelt on the ground with a thud, coughing violently twice. "Second Master, Madam Bo's actions were indeed unethical. Qin Zhihua was an artist under my management, and she poached her without a word..."

Rong Zhi's eyes churned with anger, and he interrupted in a deep voice, "Have you been paid the penalty for breach of contract?"

Shen Qianjie's palms were sweating. "I gave it to you."

Rong Zhi then asked, "Is it too much or too little?"

Shen Qianjie swallowed hard. "Not much, not little."

Rong Zhi sneered, "Is this what you call unethical?"

The smell of disinfectant in the ward seemed even stronger.

Shen Qianjie felt a chill spread from his spine throughout his body, and he trembled all over. "Second Master, I was wrong..."

Rong Zhi casually lowered his eyes, "You stole her business, and she followed the normal procedures. How can you say she's the one who lost out?"

Shen Qianjie froze. "Second Master, the textile factory project hasn't been decided yet. Besides, I participated in the bidding openly and fairly..."

Rong Zhi threw back the covers and got out of bed, looking down at him with disdain. "She originally wanted to acquire 'New Language Media,' but you beat her to it. Isn't that theft?"

Shen Qianjie was taken aback. "Second Master, didn't you acquire 'Xinyu'?"

Rong Zhi curled his lips into a smile. "Is it me?"

Shen Qianjie's heart skipped a beat, sweat beaded on his nose, and he stammered, "Yes...yes...no..."

Rong Zhi's expression calmed down considerably, and he strode towards the restroom.

Shen Qianjie's phone rang again.

It was Qin Zhihua.

He glanced at Rong Zhi, slowly stood up, and lowered his voice, "What is it now?"

"Mr. Shen, Mrs. Bo suddenly asked me to go to Xiyan Lake Golf Resort. What do you think, should I go?"

"Qin Zhihua, do you think I wouldn't dare to do anything to you?" Shen Qianjie's temper flared up again.

"Mr. Shen, please don't be angry. I heard that Madam Bo wanted me to come over so she could have dinner with Dai Xing from Jinmaohang. I..."

"Qin Zhihua, you are her person now. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me. Don't even mention asking you to have dinner with me, even if I ask you to sleep with me, it's none of my business."

Shen Qianjie hung up the phone in a fit of rage.

Rong Zhi, who was almost at the restroom door, suddenly turned around and asked in a cold voice, "Where is Qin Zhihua going?"