Chapter 66 The child in Bo Xinglan's belly is really Ming Zhan's.

Rong Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes narrowed.

It is said that although the eldest son of the Ming family is sickly, he is the most insightful about people's hearts.

He curled his lips into a smile. "Brother, you can't just say things like that."

Mingxiao's amber eyes narrowed, and the worry in his eyes deepened. "You can't say things carelessly, and you can't do things carelessly either."

After a pause, he added, "I heard that Second Master is now Fourth Sister's boyfriend. You and Wanwan should be even more careful with your words and actions."

His voice was gentle, without a hint of lecturing, just a kind reminder.

He didn't want what happened six years ago to repeat itself with Sang Yuwan.

Rong Zhi gave him a cool glance. "Mingmei is not my girlfriend."

Ming Xiao was startled, his face tightening. "You and Fourth Sister were caught in bed together by Old Madam Bo and Second Uncle Bo. The Ming family knows about it."

Rong Zhi's eyes were dark and cold, and a chill emanated from him. "Mingmei said it herself."

Mingxiao took a tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His breathing became heavy. "Second Master, do you still want to deny it?"

Rong Zhi sneered, "Now that the Ming family knows about this, I should give her an explanation."

Upon hearing this, Mingxiao's worried expression did not lessen but instead deepened. "Second Master is of high rank and great power, and is also handsome. He deserves a better girl."

The constant stream of scandals surrounding Ming Mei has left the Ming family utterly disappointed.

Mingyu tried to intervene twice, but she continued to do as she pleased.

He simply stopped caring. He acted as if she didn't exist as his niece.

Rong Zhi took Ming Xiao's words as polite flattery, his eyebrows curving slightly and a faint smile appearing in his eyes. "Does elder brother think I'm not good enough for her?"

Mingxiao shook his head. "She's not good enough for you."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened slightly. "Then what kind of girl do you think is worthy of me, brother?"

Mingxiao paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Anyone except the girls from the Ming family is fine." He added at the end, "Including Wanwan."

In a single sentence, the Ming family's attitude towards Sang Yuwan is revealed.

Even though Ming Yu kicked her out of the Ming family in a fit of anger six years ago, he still considered her his adopted daughter.

The Ming family is Sang Yuwan's maternal family.

If Rong Zhi were to overstep his bounds, the Ming family would be the first to object.

After Mingxiao finished speaking, he slowly stood up. The veins on his fingers, which were holding the plate, were bulging, and his knuckles were white.

"Second Master, the Bo family's staff canteen is indeed quite good. I hope there will be another opportunity to come and savor it properly in the future."

Rong Zhi remained seated, his dark eyes unfathomable. "You can come anytime you want."

Mingxiao gave a distant smile. "Second Master, farewell."

"Goodbye." Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow.

Mingxiao walked out.

Rong Zhi's face suddenly darkened, and a storm was brewing in his dark eyes.

Buzz—

My phone vibrated.

It was surprisingly bright and beautiful.

"Second Master, would it be convenient for us to meet?"

"It's inconvenient." Rong Zhi stood up and answered the call as he walked.

The man in black came in to collect the dishes. Looking down, he saw that the food inside was almost untouched. He couldn't help but frown.

Why is Second Master doing this?

The two siblings were enjoying their meal when they insisted on joining in.

Seeing how close the other people are, I get really angry.

The man in black shook his head helplessly.

Rong Zhi in front was still on the phone.

"Second Master, when are you free?" Mingmei's voice was soft and sweet, her timid tone full of expectation.

"What is it?" Rong Zhi's gaze darkened.

"It's hard to say over the phone," Mingmei said hesitantly.

"Then let's not talk about it." Rong Zhi hung up the phone directly.

His chilling aura made everyone who passed by him shiver.

Some of the long-time employees of the Bo Group lowered their heads from afar.

Even when Bo Yuanshan was in office, people were wary of him. At that time, he was just the Minister of Justice.

Rong Zhi stepped into the elevator, and his phone rang again.

He pressed the answer button and said coldly, "Is the matter settled?"

The person on the other end of the phone sounded uneasy. "Second Master, Chairman Sang had his assistant bring me a copy of the acquisition agreement."

Rong Zhi's brow furrowed. "She wants to acquire New Language Media?"

"Yes. She offered ten million more than what we gave Yang Zhao. Second Master, should I sign?"

Rong Zhi laughed, "Shen Qianjie, it seems she hasn't forgiven you."

"Oh no! No way!"

"She has never been one to back down; she always seeks revenge."

Shen Qianjie broke down, his voice trembling, "Second Master, you have to save me. Now, we're in this together."

Rong Zhi snorted coldly, "From now on, you are the real boss of the Shen Group."

Shen Qianjie cried out, "Second Master, can I refuse?"

Rong Zhi curled his lips slightly. "What do you think?"

Shen Qianjie cried out, "Second Master has harmed me!"

Rong Zhi sneered, "You asked for it."

Shen Qianjie could no longer speak.

Rong Zhi hung up the phone, frowned, and thought to himself.

"She'd rather spend money than accept a gift. It's clear she doesn't want anything to do with me."

In an instant, Rong Zhi felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

The elevator didn't go up, it went down.

Sang Yuwan did not meet with Rong Zhi or contact him for the entire afternoon.

As I was leaving work, Mingyi came over, holding a folder in his hand. "Chairman."

Sang Yuwan looked up and gestured for him to sit down. "You are now Second Master's assistant. You only need to report to him."

Mingyi's ears turned slightly red as he opened the folder. "These are the results of the investigation that Second Master asked me to investigate. Take a look."

Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened as she took the bag and examined it carefully.

The photo sent by the paparazzi was determined by professionals to be genuine and not a composite.

Sang Yuwan was terrified. A huge rock crashed heavily into her heart, splashing water that quickly spread to her chest.

My heart was beating fast and rapid.

It is not synthesized.

That's true.

The bed photos of Ming Zhan and Bo Xinglan are real.

The child in Bo Xinglan's belly is indeed Ming Zhan's.

Sang Yuwan was terrified. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Ming looked at him, a faint redness rising in the corners of his eyes. "I don't want to believe it's true either. But the facts are undeniable."

"Call your second brother right now and tell him to come back to China immediately," Sang Yuwan said in a low voice, suppressing her emotions.

"Yes," Mingyi replied, immediately taking out his phone.

I was just about to make the call.

Sang Yuwan suddenly intervened, saying, "Don't rush to fight."

Mingyi silently put his phone away again. "What should we do next?"

In his later years, he felt a dull ache in his forehead and a slight pain in his stomach.

She would never be so timid when it comes to work matters.

This matter concerns the future war; if he is not careful, he will fall from grace.

All his efforts, his perseverance, and his daily training over the years will become a joke.

Looking at her, Mingyi suddenly realized how difficult it had been for her.

Neither business nor family matters are easy.

When Mr. Bo was alive, she was there to share his burdens.

Now that Mr. Bo is gone, she's juggling multiple roles. The pressure she's under is unimaginable.

Mingyi made up his mind that from now on he would work hard and do his best to help her.

"Chairman, the matter hasn't spread yet, and there's still room for maneuver."

Sang Yu'an was upset and in great pain. "Mingyi, Bo Xinglan is pregnant."