Chapter 102 Jealousy

Xiansi gasped. "Madam, should we call the police?"

Sang Yuwan leaned back and pinched the bridge of her nose. "We can investigate secretly."

Xian Si was filled with unease.

Sang Yuwan then said, "Notify the legal department."

The meaning is conveyed through the strings.

Lin Yao took the photos without permission and uploaded them to the internet, which constitutes an infringement.

Strings immediately took action.

Sang Yuwan loosened her fingers and turned her head to look out the window.

As night fell, clusters of streetlights swept past.

Her expression darkened, and she frowned.

This world is full of scheming.

A high-ranking female tycoon is under the watchful eyes of countless people.

A wrong step can lead to an abyss.

She took two deep breaths and called President Li.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not answer.

Sang Yuwan thought to herself that he must not have seen the news.

Sex-for-power transactions.

This person really knows how to choose words.

"Minglang, go to the hospital."

Minglang was taken aback. "Madam, it's so late. The second young master is probably already resting. Why don't we go over tomorrow?"

Sang Yuwan scolded in a low voice, "Too talkative."

Minglang's heart skipped a beat, and he jerked the steering wheel.

My friend Xiansi was dealing with gossip news and didn't hear what they were saying.

When she arrived at the hospital, she realized what was happening, paused for half a second, and asked anxiously, "Madam, where do you feel unwell?"

Minglang glanced at her, and she suddenly realized.

Sang Yuwan said to her, "You don't need to go up; just wait for us in the car."

"Yes." Xian Si still had things to deal with.

Sang Yuwan and Ming Lang got out of the car and walked straight towards Ming Zhan's ward.

At this time, everything is quiet.

Sang Yuwan stood at the door of the ward for a few minutes to compose herself before pushing the door open and going in.

A week later, Mingzhan had almost fully recovered.

Upon hearing the sound, he immediately looked up. Then, his pupils contracted, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Wan'er, what brings you here?"

Sang Yuwan walked to the bedside, sat down, and smiled slightly at him, "Second Brother, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Mingzhan replied with a smile, "I haven't done anything but sleep this past week. I can't sleep right now."

Seeing that he was reading a book, Sang Yuwan asked, "What are you reading?"

Mingzhan closed the book and handed it to her.

Sang Yuwan lowered her eyes and paused for a moment. "Second brother, there's no need to rush. It's not too late to see a doctor once you're fully recovered."

Ming Zhan smiled slightly, "Wan'er, I already feel it's too late."

Sang Yuwan stared at the cover of the book.

Professional books on business management.

Both of them are on the bookshelves in her and Bo Xingzhi's offices.

"Second brother, do you regret giving up the career you love?"

Ming Zhan shook his head. After a few seconds, he slowly began, "My only regret is that six years ago, my attitude wasn't firm enough..."

"Second Brother." Sang Yuwan was startled and interrupted him urgently.

Mingzhan pursed his lips, his smile tinged with helplessness and loneliness, "Wan'er, if that hadn't happened, would we..."

"No," Sang Yuwan said painfully.

Ming Zhan felt a prickling sensation in his heart. "Wan'er, I'm sorry."

"Second brother, don't say such things." Sang Yuwan lowered her head slightly, her emotions surging, a sour feeling choking her chest.

Mingzhan longed to pat the back of her head affectionately, just like before, his fingers curling as he gripped the blanket tightly.

After a pause, he changed the subject, "How's work, Yi Yi? Has it caused you any trouble?"

Sang Yuwan's eyelids twitched, and she replied softly, "He's doing well. He's making rapid progress."

Mingzhan then asked, "Do you plan to keep him with Second Master indefinitely?"

Sang Yuwan's heart sank slightly, her heartbeat became heavy, and her chest felt a little bloated. "It depends on him."

Mingzhan said, "If he weren't younger than me, my father might have given him priority."

"Second brother, what are you saying?" Sang Yuwan felt a pang in her heart and blinked her eyelashes.

Ming Zhan gave a forced smile. "Wan'er, it's getting late. Go back and rest."

Sang Yuwan checked the time; it was almost ten o'clock, which was indeed quite late.

She slowly stood up. "Second brother, now that you've made your choice, don't overthink it. I promise, Yi Yi won't fight you for it."

Mingzhan threw back the covers and was about to get up to see her out.

Sang Yuwan pressed his shoulder, "Second brother, don't move."

Mingzhan could only sit on the hospital bed and watch her leave.

The ward door closed gently. His heart was filled with mixed emotions as he murmured, "Wan'er, I did all this for you. One day, we will be together."

The truth about Bo Xinglan has come to light.

That day, he and she were both drugged. Someone took off their clothes and took compromising photos of them in bed.

In reality, nothing happened between the two.

After taking photos of Bo Xinglan and him in bed, the man took her to the next room and, while she was unconscious, forced himself on her.

This person was none other than Shen Yilin, the third young master of the Shen family in the capital.

The Shen family is a top-tier powerful family in the capital.

That's why Sang Yuwan chose to settle things peacefully in his later years.

Mingzhan opened the book in his hand again, but his vision was blurry.

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As soon as Sang Yuwan's car drove into the garage, a black Bentley drove right in.

Minglang's entire body tensed up. He hurriedly got out of the car, his face full of vigilance.

"Second Master?"

Sang Yuwan's temples throbbed twice.

He hasn't "acted recklessly" for a week.

She pushed open the car door, got out, stood still, took a deep breath, and looked indifferent.

Rong Zhi got out of the car. "You all get out."

These words were meant for the men in black and Minglang.

The man in black immediately retreated, but Minglang remained standing still.

"Minglang, go down." Rong Zhi called out by name.

"Madam?" Mingming was uneasy.

Sang Yuwan stood by the car, her hair tucked back, her hands tucked into her coat pockets, exuding an air of unapproachable authority.

She was silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice, "You may leave."

Minglang walked out with a nervous expression and then closed the garage door.

Even though it was late, cars were still passing by.

If this gets seen by others, Sang Yuwan will likely be falsely accused again.

Rong Zhi stood straight, his eyelids slightly lowered, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Why is Madam back so late?"

Sang Yuwan slightly lifted her eyelids, smiled, yet it seemed she didn't smile at all. "What's it to you?"

Rong Zhi smiled. "What do you think?"

Sang Yuwan's lips were taut, and her eyes were full of mockery.

Their eyes met.

Her gaze sharpened slightly, her clear, dark eyes resembling two flames.

Rong Zhi walked towards her step by step, and before she could react, he hugged her tightly. "Jealous?"

A cool, refreshing scent swept past her nostrils, her heart pounded, and Sang Yuwan felt as if a hot breath was stuck in her chest.

Jealous? Jealous of whom?