Chapter 58 Madam, there's no need to be in such a hurry.

Sang Yuwan felt another wave of nausea and vomiting, her face turned deathly pale, and she was unable to speak for a moment.

She shook her head.

Rong Zhi understood, lowered his head, and tapped with his fingertip.

"Wanwan..."

Just as he was about to put the phone back, he heard a sweet voice coming from inside.

Rong Zhi was taken aback. He lowered his eyes. The call continued for a long time.

Perhaps he accidentally answered the call.

Sang Yuwan stared at him with wide eyes, her expression one of astonishment.

He did this on purpose.

Two flames of anger flickered in his eyes.

When Rong Zhi saw that the call had connected, he simply picked it up and answered it without asking her opinion.

"Young Master Ming, Wanwan is not feeling well and is not available to answer the phone right now."

Sang Yuwan's eyes widened, her jawline hardening. She gritted her teeth and hissed, "Give me your phone."

Rong Zhi stood still, because the person on the other end of the phone was even more shocked.

"Who are you?"

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that it is inconvenient for me to answer the phone late at night."

"Who exactly are you?" the person on the other end asked urgently, raising their voice.

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow and hung up the phone.

"Who told you to answer the phone?" Sang Yuwan swallowed hard and said angrily.

Rong Zhi put the phone back in her coat pocket, bent down, and poured her a glass of warm water.

Accompanied by a low chuckle.

Are you afraid he'll misunderstand?

Sang Yuwan felt a prickling sensation on her back and her heart trembled. "Nonsense."

Rong Zhi sat down, a smile playing on his lips, "That's because I felt I shouldn't call you Wanwan."

Sang Yuwan's temples throbbed, her face darkened completely, and her eyes grew increasingly angry. "Rong Zhi, do you have to be so unruly?"

Rong Zhi replied, "Then I'll call you Madam."

Sang Yuwan was speechless with anger, her face covered with frost. She stared at him darkly, then stood up and took off her coat.

He threw it heavily at him.

Rong Zhi quickly stood up, lowered his eyes, and asked, "Are you angry?"

Sang Yuwan was so angry that her stomach cramped, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she ignored him.

She prepared to grab her coat and leave.

Rong Zhi smiled and took her arm. "Don't rush off."

Sang Yuwan's eyes flashed with a mixture of ice and fire, her voice slightly hoarse with anger, "Is there anything else?"

The temperature in the living room inexplicably rose again.

A warm yet oppressive atmosphere permeated the air, as if suddenly enveloped by an invisible heat wave.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Rong Zhi's forehead, and his heart gradually welled up with emotion.

Unable to control his emotions, he hooked his arm around Sang Yuwan's waist.

"Rong Zhi, let go."

Sang Yuwan's heart pounded, and her face flushed, as if she were drunk.

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with inexplicable emotions that were captivating.

Sang Yuwan didn't want physical contact with him and instinctively leaned back. Her fitted dress accentuated her curves. With that backward lean, her chest appeared even more like a mountain.

Rong Zhi pursed his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing. He pulled her into his arms with a forceful tug, "You're newly pregnant, be careful not to strain your back."

Sang Yuwan's pretty face turned pale with anger. Unable to bear it any longer, she prepared to raise her hand and slap him.

Rong Zhi's prediction was accurate. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, lowered his head slightly, and rested his chin on the crook of her neck.

A warm, surging aura swept over us.

Sang Yuwan pressed half of her face against his chest.

His strong, powerful heartbeat was like a resounding bell, deafening and awe-inspiring.

"Rong Zhi, let me go!"

Sang Yu struggled in his later years.

Rong Zhi looked at her with affection and said softly, "I'll let go once you're pregnant."

Sang Yuwan felt a pang of anxiety.

Rong Zhi whispered in his ear, "I've already read the medical report."

Sang Yuwan's body trembled for a moment, and she subconsciously grabbed his shirt.

With a soft sound, the two buttons on Rong Zhi's collar came off at the same time.

His shirt was wide open, revealing half of his muscular chest.

Sang Yuwan was in a state of great confusion, unsure of where to put her hands.

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow, slightly apprehensive, "Madam, there's no need to be in such a hurry."

"Shameless!" Sang Yuwan cursed angrily, her chest heaving. "Ning Wanzhen was right after all, you're no good."

A smile gathered in Rong Zhi's eyes, which softened the sharp angles of his features.

He let her scold him without getting angry.

Sang Yuwan's heart clenched, her blood rushed to her head, and her pretty face flushed crimson. "I think you and Bo Xingzhi aren't adopted brothers at all. You're practically siblings from the same mother."

Rong Zhi frowned almost imperceptibly, and loosened his grip on her waist slightly.

Sang Yuwan continued her tirade, "Bo Xingzhi will never have a good ending, you..."

A sudden jolt went through him, and he swallowed the rest of his words.

Cursing people to die a horrible death is truly beneath her dignity.

Rong Zhi's pupils contracted, and a dark shadow appeared in his eyes. "Do you know why Bo Yuanshan adopted me?"

The sun sets late in life.

From that night of passion and infatuation until now, it's only been a little over ten days.

She didn't feel that their relationship was close enough for them to talk about anything.

Rong Zhi pulled her down to sit and draped his coat over her shoulders.

Sang Yuwan suddenly came to her senses and made a move to get up.

Rong Zhi pressed her down, turned his head, and said calmly, "I'll only say this once."

Sang Yuwan frowned, her face tense. "I don't want to know."

She has investigated everything about him, but still has nothing to show for it.

Now that he's brought it up himself, she doesn't want to listen anymore.

Perhaps it's because he recklessly overstepped his bounds.

Once and again.

Or perhaps, he had complete control over everything about her.

Right now, all she wants is to stay far away from him.

She was afraid that after tonight, their relationship would become even more uncontrollable.

Rong Zhi spoke again, his voice slightly hoarse, "Bo Yuanshan adopted me simply because my face bears a resemblance to Bo Xingzhi."

This is the second time Sang Yuwan has been struck by lightning tonight.

She turned her head and looked at the man beside her.

I was so shocked I couldn't speak.

My vision was slightly blurry.

The man's face and demeanor were remarkably similar, bearing an 80% resemblance.

Sang Yuwan's breath hitched, and she said, "Are there really strangers in this world who look so alike?"

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

Buzz—

Their phones rang almost simultaneously.

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously reached into her coat pocket.

The phone that was taken out, however, was not hers.

She then realized that she was wearing Rong Zhi's coat.

He tossed his phone over and got up to get his own.

Liu Changqing called.

"Chairman, Jiang Hanbo's wife has passed away."

Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened, a layer of frost quickly forming in her eyes. "Cause of death?"

Jiang Hanbo's wife has recovered and her condition has improved; she will be discharged from the hospital in a few days.

Moreover, to prevent any accidents from happening, she specially arranged for someone to guard outside the ward 24 hours a day.

Liu Changqing said cautiously, "The doctor said it's related to her underlying medical condition."

As Sang Yuwan put on her coat, she walked out, saying, "Immediately call the police and persuade the family to have an autopsy performed."

The incident happened so suddenly that she had to be extra careful.

Rong Zhi also received the news, grabbed his coat, and quickly followed her.

Sang Yuwan stopped abruptly upon hearing the sharp footsteps.

Rong Zhi didn't have time to stop and crashed straight into it.