Chapter 147 The Truth, the Nightmare

Ming Zhan's expression softened, and he asked Ming Lang, "You've all come, who's at the hospital?"

Minglang replied, "Dr. Jiang is off today; she's with Madam."

Ming Zhan nodded.

Seeing that it was almost time, Mingxiao said gently, "The banquet is about to begin, let's go in."

Ming Zhan parted his thin lips slightly, "Okay."

Just as they were about to take a step, a black Rolls-Royce sped up.

The bright chord thought was momentarily stunned.

Jiang A.

The car that Bo Xingzhi used before his death.

Mingxiao and Mingzhan also saw it clearly, and both of them frowned almost imperceptibly.

Minglang quietly asked Xiansi, "Could it be Second Master?"

Xiansi shook her head.

The car came to a stop, the driver's side door opened first, the man in black got out, and then opened the rear door.

A man in a black overcoat stood in front of the car.

"Is it really Second Master?" Minglang's face showed an expression of disbelief.

Before Rong Sheng's funeral was over, Rong Zhi quietly returned to Jiangcheng.

Xian Si's expression froze slightly, and she wondered to herself whether she should call Sang Yuwan.

Rong Zhi's sudden appearances and disappearances this time are truly baffling.

The man in black took something from the trunk, and Rong Zhi then walked towards Ming Zhan and the others.

"Young Master, Second Young Master, are both here."

Ming Zhan's breathing tightened, and his eyes were filled with hostility.

Seeing this, Mingxiao smiled and said, "President Rong, please come in."

Rong Zhi's deep gaze fell on Ming Zhan's face, and he smiled faintly, "It seems that the Second Young Master doesn't welcome me?"

Ming Zhan showed no mercy, his face extremely cold, "Does Second Master have an invitation?"

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow. "No."

Ming Zhan sneered, "Sorry..."

Mingxiao quickly interrupted, "Guests are always welcome. Second Master, please come in."

"Big brother." Ming Zhan's chest heaved violently.

"Don't act rashly," Mingxiao said in a low voice.

Mingzhan bit his lip, indignant.

Xiansi pulled Minglang aside and whispered, "What's wrong with Second Young Master Ming today?"

Minglang frowned. "I don't know either. He wasn't like this before."

Xian Si took a deep breath and said, "No, I have to call Madam right away."

She had just taken out her phone when she saw Rong Zhi following Ming Xiao toward the banquet hall, while Ming Zhan stood still without moving.

Minglang narrowed his eyes. "The Second Young Master and the Second Master have no grudges against each other, so why do they look like mortal enemies?"

Xian Si paused, her heart skipped a beat, and she was utterly astonished, as if she had discovered a new continent. "He couldn't possibly be..."

"What is it?" Minglang's eyes widened.

Xian Si's heart pounded, her lips tightened, and she didn't voice her suspicions.

-

Rong Zhi walked into the banquet hall, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

When Mingmei saw him, her eyes lit up, and she walked over in her high heels, saying sweetly, "Second Master, you've arrived."

Rong Zhi smiled slightly, "It's my duty to come and offer my congratulations on Uncle Ming's birthday."

A bright smile appeared on her face, and two blushes crept onto her cheeks.

Outsiders watching felt somewhat embarrassed.

Mingxiao's heart was in turmoil, but his face remained calm and composed.

Rong Zhi's words are easy to misunderstand.

The person he cherishes in his heart is clearly Sang Yuwan.

What is the purpose of doing this?

When the crowd saw that scene, they indeed began to whisper among themselves.

"So the rumors were true. Miss Mingmei's boyfriend really is the second master of the Bo family."

"They've been photographed with it so many times, and they've never denied it. It must be true."

"I think it's true. Look at the way Second Master looks at Fourth Miss. He's so affectionate and full of love."

“When the Fourth Miss was involved in that incident last time, the Second Master didn’t deny or deny it. It seems he really loves the Fourth Miss.”

"I have to say, they actually look quite well-matched."

"Do you think they'll go public with their relationship later?"

"It's not impossible."

"I don't think so. After all, Miss Ming is very popular right now. If she goes public, she'll probably lose fans."

"Hey, do you think they might have already gotten their marriage certificate?"

"A secret marriage? It's not impossible."

The murmurs gradually reached Minglang's ears, and he couldn't help but frown.

If they keep talking like this, Rong Zhi and Mingmei might even have a child together.

Minglang took a deep breath, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes.

Sang Yuwan and Mingmei have never gotten along since childhood.

Mingmei has ruined Sangyuwan countless times.

Mingmei only stopped after Sang Yuwan left the Ming family.

Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, Mingmei ended up becoming Rong Zhi's girlfriend.

What if they really do get married?

Wouldn't that make Sangyuwan and Mingmei sisters-in-law?

One Ningxin'er is enough to give anyone a headache, and then add another Mingmei...

Minglang felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, and he dared not think any further.

He took a silent breath and turned to look for Xiansi.

In the blink of an eye, Xuansi disappeared without a trace.

He hurriedly dialed the phone.

Beep beep beep—

The phone line is busy.

Minglang's heart tightened, and he left the banquet hall to search for her.

-

Sang Yuwan was slightly surprised when she received Xian Si's call. "Rong Zhi went to the Ming family?"

Xian Si lowered her voice, "Madam, he didn't have an invitation. It seems he came as Miss Ming's boyfriend."

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, as if she had been stabbed and twisted violently. The pain made it hard for her to breathe.

This feeling made her panic and uneasy.

After a few seconds of silence, she spoke coldly, "Boyfriend? Is that how Second Master introduced himself?"

Xian Si looked uneasy. "No, not at all. But he and Miss Ming are very close, it's hard for outsiders not to think that way."

Sang Yuwan gave a cold laugh. "Heh."

Xian Si asked again, "Madam, are you going to stay here or go back to the hospital immediately?"

Sang Yuwan said, "You keep an eye on Mingmei. Come back after the banquet."

Xian Si nodded, "Yes."

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone.

She sat on the sofa, leaning back. She tossed her phone aside and pinched the bridge of her aching nose.

Rong Zhi returned to Jiangcheng quietly, apparently to attend Ming Yu's birthday banquet.

What exactly is his purpose?

Jiang Wu pushed open the door and came in, carrying a file folder in her hand.

"Wanwan, are you feeling unwell?"

Sang Yuwan released her hand, adjusted her posture, and smiled slightly. "It's nothing."

Jiang Wu sat down next to her and handed her the file bag in her hand. "Wanwan, I found out who gave you the blood transfusion in the car accident six years ago."

The sun sets late in life.

Jiang Wu said, "Quickly, take a look and see who he is?"

Sang Yuwan's heart pounded, her chest heaving. "Isn't it Bo Yuanshan?"

Jiang Wu shook her head. "It wasn't him."

Sang Yuwan's heart suddenly raced, and her throat was so dry that she could barely make a sound.

Past nightmares resurfaced before my eyes.

The scene was shrouded in blood; she was on the verge of death.

If someone hadn't given her a blood transfusion, she would have reunited with her parents long ago.