Chapter 188 is mine, and I will never let it go.

Rong Zhi's pupils contracted slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. His tone was sharp and icy, "Your things are in her hands?"

Mingmei's voice trembled, "No..."

Rong Zhi emphasized, "No?"

Mingmei explained with trepidation, "My grandfather promised to give me the Ming family's Begonia Garden when he was alive, after I got married."

Rong Zhi suddenly realized, his gaze sharp as a knife, as if trying to pierce through the secrets in people's hearts, icy and chilling, "You're getting married? How come I didn't know?"

Mingmei's heart skipped a beat, her voice trembling, "Second Master, didn't you want me to play along with your act? Tell me..."

Rong Zhi interrupted coldly, "I don't need you to remind me what I'm going to do." After a pause, he added, "Also, understand your own identity."

The bright smile on the other end of the phone fell silent instantly.

Only the faint sound of heavy breathing could be heard from the phone.

Rong Zhi's deep, magnetic voice rang out again, filled with a cold, dangerous aura, "If you act on your own again next time, you'll be sorry."

A gasp came from the other end of the phone.

Mingmei choked back tears in a low voice, "Second Master, I understand. This time, I beg you to help me again. I really don't want to be blacklisted."

Rong Zhi's gaze was icy as he hung up the phone.

Sang Yuwan was eavesdropping unintentionally, and his voice kept pouring into her ears.

She heard most of it.

The person who called was almost certainly Mingmei.

"Heh." Sang Yuwan's lips curled into a cold smile.

Rong Zhi walked over, and upon seeing this, narrowed his eyes, the coldness in them instantly vanishing completely.

"Are you planning to blacklist Mingmei?"

"You've already reported me?" Sang Yuwan said sarcastically.

Rong Zhi smiled slightly, "You should probably postpone this matter."

The tone of his conversation was completely different from the forceful and cold tone he had used during the previous phone call.

Sang Yuwan sneered, "Why should we slow down?"

Before Rong Zhi could answer, she continued, "Because she is Second Master's fiancée?"

"No." Rong Zhi frowned slightly.

A large, sarcastic smile appeared on Sang Yuwan's lips. "Not what? Isn't she Second Master's fiancée? Or is it because of her?"

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow, his expression enigmatic. "What do you think?"

Sang Yuwan's fingers clenched involuntarily, her clear eyes shrouded in a thick fog. "In this respect, Mingmei is more generous than Second Master."

Rong Zhi turned slightly, half of his deep features hidden in the darkness. His brows furrowed slowly, a hint of coldness in them. "I have absolutely no relationship with her."

"Ha." Sang Yuwan laughed out loud, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. "Second Master, Mingmei is just one step away from making it official, what's the point of you still keeping it a secret?"

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Some things, what we see and hear, are not necessarily true."

Sang Yuwan scoffed, "Whether it's true or false, what does it have to do with me? All I know is that Haitang Garden is my elder brother's residence, and no one can take it away."

Rong Zhi stared intently at her with his deep, narrow eyes, his gaze darkening. "So it was because of him."

Sang Yuwan's heart clenched, her lips pursed, turning pale inch by inch. "This is a family matter of the Ming family. Does Master Rong intend to interfere?"

Rong Zhi said, "I have no choice but to get involved."

Sang Yuwan sneered, her whole being shrouded in a chilling aura. "Fine, then I'll see if you can actually take this Begonia Garden away."

Rong Zhi said calmly, "What's mine, I will never give up."

Sang Yuwan's heart trembled, her pupils contracted, "So it was you who wanted to take away Haitang Garden. I knew Mingmei was perfectly fine..."

No matter how wild Mingmei's personality is, she wouldn't dare to be so unrestrained without someone backing her up.

It turns out that the person who truly wanted the Begonia Garden was Rong Zhi.

Sang Yuwan's expression froze for a moment, then she raised her hand, as if to slap Rong Zhi.

Unexpectedly, Rong Zhi intercepted her hand mid-air, looking somewhat annoyed. "What's your reason for hitting me?"

Sang Yuwan's chest heaved violently, and two flashes of anger appeared in her eyes. "My older brother's life is hanging by a thread because of this. Shouldn't I hit you?"

Rong Zhi frowned slightly. "So, we've formed this enmity."

A faint red appeared at the corners of Sang Yuwan's eyes, and her body trembled slightly. "Rong Zhi, if anything happens to my elder brother, I will never let you off the hook for the rest of my life."

Rong Zhi was startled, but his face remained calm. "Ming Xiao wasn't going to live much longer anyway..."

“Rong Zhi!” Sang Yuwan’s chest heaved.

The air was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Rong Zhi unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, his Adam's apple bobbing, and said in a low voice, "So, in your heart, the Ming family is the most important."

“What a joke.” Sang Yuwan sneered, her eyes churning with turbulent emotions. “I forgot, Second Master is a heartless man.”

Rong Zhi's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. He lowered his eyes and stared at her. "Sang Yuwan, say it again."

Sang Yuwan immediately spoke up, "What do I have to be afraid to say, you..."

Rong Zhi could no longer control himself. He stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace. Before she could react, his lips pressed heavily against hers.

The blazing fire carried a hint of anger.

Burning hot, terrifying.

Sang Yuwan wanted to resist, but it was too late.

Rong Zhi's kiss deepened little by little.

It was on the verge of getting out of control.

Sang Yuwan bit him without hesitation.

Blood filled their mouths.

He bit his tongue until it bled.

However, they did not back down.

They swallowed the blood and continued their conquest.

Sang Yuwan never expected him to be so crazy. She prepared to take another bite.

But he was already on guard.

As her blood and qi declined, Sang Yuwan felt nauseous.

"Hmm..."

She pushed Rong Zhi hard with all her might.

Rong Zhi suddenly relented.

Sang Yuwan hurriedly got up and walked quickly towards the restroom.

Rong Zhi stood up and followed.

"Ugh... I'm going to vomit..."

Sang Yuwan lay face down in front of the glass table, head down, gagging repeatedly.

Rong Zhi walked over, frowned, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.

There were some things he had to keep from her.

The person who instructed Mingmei to take away the Begonia Garden was not him, but Shen Yilin.

He took the blame because once she found out that Shen Yilin was behind it, she would definitely not let it go.

With her current abilities, she will soon be able to uncover some secrets about her.

He couldn't let her know.

Because if she finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, he would rather she hate him than know the truth.

Rong Zhi reached out and gently patted her back. His eyes were filled with anxiety. "I'll take you to the hospital."

With red eyes, Sang Yuwan whispered angrily, "Get out of here."

Rong Zhi looked at her pale face and took two deep breaths. "I'll get the doctor here."

Sang Yuwan scooped up a handful of water, rinsed her mouth, and then straightened up. "I'm speaking human language, can't you understand?"

Rong Zhi's heart tightened, and his breathing became labored. "Don't take your anger out on the child."

Sang Yuwan turned around, looked up, and said, "Rong Zhi, I don't want to see you."

Rong Zhi reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Sang Yu struggled in his later years.

Rong Zhi picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

Sang Yuwan struggled to break free, but to no avail; a hint of blood welled up in her eyes.

When Rong Zhi gently placed her on the bed, she said, "Rong Zhi, I hate you."

Rong Zhi covered her with a blanket, then sat down on the edge of the bed, his lowered eyes unfathomable.

After a few seconds of silence, he lowered his eyebrows slightly and said, "I hate myself."

Sang Yuwan turned away angrily, not wanting to say another word to him.

Rong Zhi carefully tucked her in and sat quietly for a while.

The air suddenly became still.

Sang Yuwan could almost hear her own chaotic heartbeat.

Rong Zhi glanced at the calming incense on the bedside table, took out his phone, and searched for it. After confirming it was safe, he got up and lit it.

A faint, almost imperceptible fragrance slowly drifted past Sang Yuwan's nostrils.

His brows, tinged with anger, appeared slightly somber.

As she drifted in and out of sleep, she heard the soft sound of a door closing.

At that moment, her heart sank.

The room was filled with fragrance, and I felt increasingly sleepy.

She finally fell asleep.

Rong Zhi went to the living room and lay down on the sofa fully clothed, with his hands behind his head.

The orange light cast a soft, golden glow on his cold, handsome features. His expression was indifferent, yet his eyes were distant and sharp.

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