Chapter 94 Even if you're faking it, at least make it convincing.

The man wore a black overcoat over a dark gray shirt and a black suit. His sharply defined face was taut, and there seemed to be a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

Sang Yuwan paused, her heart pounding, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes. "Second Master?"

"Are you injured?" Rong Zhi asked, his eyes lowered as he looked at her.

Sang Yuwan took a breath and forced a smile. "No."

Rong Zhi looked around without any hesitation, and only after confirming that she was alright did his tightly furrowed brows finally relax.

Lan Xiya and Ming Xiao watched from afar, both of them startled.

"Ah Xiao, what brings Second Master Bo here?"

"With such a big incident, how could the Bo family not be alarmed?"

"Ah Xiao, don't you think..." Lan Xiya suddenly realized she had said something inappropriate and quickly stopped talking.

Mingxiao understood what she wanted to say, and his heartstrings tightened even more.

He understood Mingzhan's suffering better than anyone else.

He understood Rong Zhi's thoughts better than anyone else.

He couldn't persuade Rong Zhi, so he could only convince Ming Zhan to give up sooner.

"Aunt Lan, let's go in and see A-Zhan."

"good."

Ming Xiao and Lan Xiya entered Ming Zhan's hospital room with worried expressions.

Rong Zhi stared at Sang Yuwan, his eyes dark and his tone stern, "Let's go home."

"Go home?" Sang Yuwan was taken aback, then frowned. "Go back to which?"

Rong Zhi's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. "Which home do you want to go back to?"

Sang Yuwan rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "I don't want to curse you here."

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow. "Looks like you're really alright."

Sang Yuwan gritted her teeth and hurried toward the elevator.

Rong Zhi quickly followed.

Inside the elevator, the two stood side by side, their arms touching.

Sang Yuwan quickly moved a step to the side, and Rong Zhi hooked his finger around hers, interlocking their fingers before she could react.

“Rong Zhi, you…” Sang Yuwan’s heart pounded, her face flushed, and she shook him forcefully. “Let go quickly.”

Rong Zhi remained calm and unhurried as he slowly asked, "What will happen if I don't let go?"

Sang Yuwan's heart sank, and she said angrily, "It's either you or me who dies."

Rong Zhi's nonchalant expression: "That serious?"

Seeing that he wouldn't let go, Sang Yuwan stomped on his foot hard.

Rong Zhi winced in pain, frowned slightly, and slowly loosened his grip. "I'm going to file for work injury tomorrow."

Sang Yuwan's pretty face was filled with anger, and she was speechless.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, she eagerly stepped out.

Rong Zhi endured the pain in his feet and followed her. When they were alone, he said, "Walk slowly, be careful of the child."

Sang Yuwan froze and stopped abruptly.

Rong Zhi stopped as well and asked, "Even if you're faking it, you should at least make it look convincing."

Sang Yuwan was startled again.

He doesn't know he's actually pregnant yet.

She took a deep breath and continued walking.

Minglang had been waiting by the car. When he saw her coming, he immediately opened the back door.

This time, Rong Zhi did not choose to accompany her.

Just as the car door was about to close, he said, "Go back and get some rest. I'll handle things today."

Sang Yuwan's heart suddenly stirred, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

His tone was low, yet carried great weight.

As the car door closed, her eyes inexplicably reddened again.

Both Mingzhan and he seemed to be protecting her in their own ways.

She recalled the words Mingyu had used to scold her.

Bo Xingzhi is dead; she should be stronger.

Unexpectedly, Rong Zhi saved her once when she was on the verge of death, and Ming Zhan also saved her once.

She was well aware of Mingzhan's feelings for her. After all, they had grown up together and knew each other inside and out.

Rong Zhi was different. From the moment he appeared at Bo Xingzhi's mourning hall, he protected her both openly and secretly.

He said she didn't believe what she said.

How could he possibly treat her the way Ming Zhan treated her?

What exactly is his purpose?

Should I tell him I'm pregnant?

Sang Yuwan's heart was in turmoil again.

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The night was quiet, and everything was still.

Rong Zhi walked into the South City Police Station.

The iron gate was pushed open, and the person on the prison chair suddenly looked up.

"Second Master?"

Rong Zhi strode in, exuding a chilling aura, and looked down at her with disdain. "Lin Ran, why are you doing this?"

Lin Ran gave a cold laugh, "I hate her."

Rong Zhi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, and took a light drag. The smoke swirled, obscuring his sharply defined face.

"Just because Bo Xingzhi didn't choose you?"

Lin Ran gritted her teeth, "I've been by Master Bo's side for twelve years. If it weren't for her, I would definitely be Mrs. Bo."

"You're so confident." Rong Zhi's brow furrowed slightly, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His expression was unreadable.

Lin Ran clenched her fists and said resentfully, "Master Bo once promised me..."

"Have you slept with him?" Rong Zhi took a deep drag on his cigarette, the crimson flame resembling the forked tongue of a venomous snake.

Lin Ran blushed, her heart pounding wildly.

She hadn't expected Rong Zhi to ask such a direct question.

Rong Zhi flicked the ash from his cigarette, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "You've been by his side for twelve years, and he hasn't even touched you once. What makes you so confident?"

Lin Ran's face turned pale, and her hands trembled slightly. "Master Bo is a gentleman and a devout believer who believes in never having sex before marriage."

“Oh?” Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow, his sneer deepening. “If a man truly loves a woman, he wouldn’t be so indifferent. Besides, as far as I know, my elder brother is definitely not a religious person.”

"Impossible?" Lin Ran's eyes widened in disbelief.

Rong Zhi took another drag of his cigarette, his features flickering in and out of focus. "Lin Ran, at this point, stop deceiving yourself. You know very well that he doesn't love you."

Lin Ran's emotions erupted, her lips twitching. "No, he loves me. He said he'll marry me someday."

The cigarette between Rong Zhi's fingers was already half-burned, and the flames were getting increasingly red.

"Lin Ran, since you don't believe what I say, why don't you go underground and ask him yourself?"

Lin Ran's breath caught in her throat, and her face turned deathly pale.

Rong Zhi spoke slowly, "Last time you instructed Lin Yue to tamper with my sister-in-law's car, I already let you off the hook. This time, I'm going to make you wish you were dead."

Lin Ran almost had a heart attack on the spot.

Rong Zhi threw down the cigarette, which was still half-smoked, and stomped on it hard with the tip of his shoe.

"You mean, Big Brother planted a huge time bomb before?"