Chapter 174 He only knew her name was Rong Lan

If Bo Yuanshan's death nearly killed Bo Qingmei, then Bo Xingzhi's departure almost drove her insane.

Upon hearing the devastating news, all those years of perseverance crumbled like a mountain collapsing.

The night Bo Xilai issued his obituary, she stood in the courtyard all night.

From dawn to dusk.

From night to dawn.

The moment the sun rose above the horizon, she could no longer hold on, coughed up blood, and collapsed to the ground.

If Xiao Sheng hadn't taken her to the hospital in time, she probably would have been reunited with Bo Yuanshan and his son long ago.

These past two months have been the darkest two months of her life.

She didn't know why she was alive, or what she was supposed to do next.

All the waiting came to nothing.

She had no hope left.

Unexpectedly, Rong Zhi actually found her.

He has a face that is seven-tenths similar to Bo Xingzhi's.

When she first saw him, she couldn't believe her eyes. For a moment, she thought it was Bo Xingzhi.

Just as she was about to speak and call out "Xingzhi", she suddenly came to her senses again.

Although Rong Zhi and Bo Xingzhi look somewhat alike, their demeanor is completely different.

Rong Zhi possessed an innate noble aura that Bo Xingzhi lacked.

Now, when he tells her that she should treat him as her son, she is overwhelmed with emotion and her body is damp with tears.

Seeing that Bo Qingmei had only eaten two bites, Xiao Sheng looked worried and said, "Drink some more soup."

Bo Qingmei shook her head.

Seeing that she was staring at Rong Zhi in a daze, Xiao Sheng paused for a moment and asked softly, "Second Young Master, is the food to your liking?"

Upon hearing the word "Second Young Master," Bo Qingmei's eyelids twitched twice.

She looked away, took a tissue, and wiped her eyes.

Rong Zhi said, "It still tastes just like I remember."

Xiao Sheng's nose tingled, and he said cautiously, "Second Young Master still remembers..."

Rong Zhi pursed his lips, his expression softening slightly. "My first meal at the Bo family was cooked by Uncle Xiao."

Xiao Sheng's eyes reddened. "That day, it was past lunchtime, and the chefs were all on break. I could only use what I had on hand to make you a bowl of fried rice with eggs."

Rong Zhi put down his chopsticks, grabbed a tissue, and wiped his mouth. "Unfortunately, I never ate Uncle Xiao's cooking again after that."

Xiao Sheng glanced at Bo Qingmei subconsciously, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

Rong Zhi then said, "Uncle Xiao, thank you for your hospitality. I should be going now."

Upon hearing this, both Bo Qingmei and Xiao Sheng showed a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Xiao Sheng paused, his expression worried, "Second Young Master, about Qingmei..."

Rong Zhi stood up, his eyelids slightly lowered, "It is up to the head of the family to decide."

Xiao Sheng was filled with fear and unease. "Second Young Master, please don't tell her. Qingmei has endured too much suffering in her life. Please let her live here in peace, okay?"

Bo Qingmei's eyes reddened even more, and she turned her face away. "Yuanshan and Xingzhi have both left, so I have nothing to worry about anymore."

Xiao Sheng said urgently, "Qingmei, don't say such things. You have a long road ahead of you..."

Bo Qingmei remained silent.

Seeing this, Rong Zhi said, "Take care, both of you. I'm leaving."

Before Xiao Sheng and Bo Qingmei could speak again, he turned and left.

Bo Qingmei remained seated, while Xiao Sheng gritted his teeth and chased after her to the courtyard gate, calling out, "Second Young Master, wait!"

Rong Zhi paused, turned to the side, his pupils flickering.

Xiao Sheng lowered his head and said tremblingly, "Second Young Master, if you can, please tell the head of the family that Qingmei is no longer here."

Rong Zhi's brow furrowed slightly, and he replied, "I will consider it."

He understood Xiao Sheng's meaning perfectly.

Bo Yuanshan and Bo Xingzhi are both gone; their secrets should be laid to rest with them.

Clang—

The courtyard gate slammed shut, and Xiao Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

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Rong Zhi got into the car, and the man in black asked him, "Second Master, are you really planning to tell Madam?"

“Even if I don’t tell her, she’ll find out.” Rong Zhi’s expression was cold.

The man in black dared not say another word and immediately started the car.

Rong Zhi adjusted his seat, leaned back, closed his eyes slightly, and began to rest.

For some reason, the image of Bo Qingmei's sorrowful face inexplicably appeared in his mind.

That face bore a resemblance to his.

If he didn't know his own background very well, he would have doubted whether Bo Qingmei was his biological mother.

He knew she wasn't Rong Lan.

Rong Lan, his biological mother.

All he knew was that her name was Rong Lan.

What does she look like? What are her hobbies? What does she do for a living?

He knew nothing.

The Rong family blocked all information about Rong Lan.

Just like how the Bo family completely erased everything about Bo Qingmei.

Bo Yuanshan did this because his relationship with Bo Qingmei was not accepted by the Bo family.

And what about Rong Lan?

What did she do that made Rong Sheng prefer to treat her as a daughter he had never had?

Hate extends to everything connected to the house.

Even her child, Rong Sheng didn't accept.

Buzz—

The vibration of his phone interrupted Rong Zhi's thoughts.

He slowly pulled open his sore eyelids and glanced at his phone screen.

The person who called was surprisingly bright and cheerful.

As soon as he pressed the answer button, a sweet, delicate voice came to his ear.

"Second Master, have I disturbed you?"

"What's up?"

Rong Zhi's brows furrowed, and he spoke coldly.

Her bright voice became even more delicate, "Second Master, I've thought it through about what you said last time."

Rong Zhi remained expressionless, neither cold nor indifferent, and said, "I will send someone to find you."

Mingmei laughed, her voice rising at the end, "Second Master, this is between me and you. You should come over yourself."

A chill instantly surged in Rong Zhi's dark eyes.

The temperature inside the car dropped sharply.

The man in black's palms were sweating as he gripped the steering wheel.

Rong Zhi's voice was deep, and his expression was cold and stern. "You have quite a lot of demands."

Mingmei seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in his words and laughed, "It's not easy to get a chance to work for Second Master, so naturally I'll put my heart into it."

The word "dedication" was deliberately emphasized.

The meaning is inexplicable.

Rong Zhi gave a cold smile. "Miss Ming, don't push your luck."

Mingmei on the other end of the phone seemed frightened by the murderous words. She was silent for a few seconds before laughing awkwardly, "Second Master, I was just joking, I didn't mean anything by it."

Rong Zhi warned her, "Remember your place and don't overstep your bounds."

Her bright voice trembled slightly, and her tone lowered considerably, becoming pitiful, "Second Master, I understand..."

Rong Zhi hung up the phone.

The car fell silent again.

Rong Zhi continued to rest with his eyes closed. "Go to Xixi tomorrow and have Mingmei sign the contract."

His words struck the man in black like a thunderbolt. His back stiffened, and he mustered his courage to speak, "Second Master, if Madam finds out, she might misunderstand."

Rong Zhi said, "You're too talkative."

The man in black felt a tremor in his heart, his lips tightened, and he dared not say another word.