Chapter 209 Have I really fallen for this man?

Rong Zhi's pupils contracted slightly, and a faint crease appeared between his brows. "This radiance. Ha."

A mocking smile appeared on Sang Yu's lips. "Forget it, it's pointless to ask."

Mingmei and Rongzhi are not boyfriend and girlfriend, but they have a different kind of relationship.

This was like a hidden thorn in Sang Yuwan's heart. It didn't hurt much, but it made her extremely uncomfortable.

Especially after Rong Zhi said those three words to her, she felt even more annoyed.

Rong Zhi put down the fruit basket and smiled calmly, "How do you plan to deal with her?"

Sang Yuwan glanced at him. "Besides you and me, there shouldn't be anyone else who knows the real cause of Bo Xingzhi's death, right?"

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes. "Does Madam suspect me?"

Sang Yuwan curled her lips, "Even Bo Yuanshan is ashamed of his own lack of skill in planning. Second Master's schemes are beyond compare."

A game between masters is like playing a riddle.

Rong Zhi stood with his back to the glass window, the night behind him casting deep shadows on his handsome features.

"I will never do anything that would affect Madam."

Once the true cause of Bo Xingzhi's death is made public, the parentage of the child in Sang Yuwan's womb will also be revealed.

At that time, she will not only face criticism, but will also be unable to inherit everything from the Bo family and the Bo Corporation.

Although she didn't have a particularly strong desire for power and wealth, things had already come to this point, and she didn't want to cause any further trouble.

Rong Zhi is right. If the cause of Bo Xingzhi's death is made public, the person most affected will be Sang Yuwan.

Sang Yuwan's eyes were filled with the darkness of the night, seemingly calm, but in reality, undercurrents were surging. "Second Master, those words are truly touching."

Rong Zhi laughed and said, "I didn't see that coming."

Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened, and she glared at him fiercely.

Just as she was about to speak, Rong Zhi's phone rang.

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Sang Yuwan watched Rong Zhi's departing figure, took a deep breath, and her eyes were dark and unfathomable.

She stayed that night.

Before falling asleep, she was worried that Rong Zhi would break the rules and come in to disturb her.

Not feeling safe, she locked the door from the inside and even dragged a chair to block the doorway. On the chair, there was a glass of water.

Unexpectedly, after Rong Zhi went out to answer the phone, he never came back in.

Perhaps she was too tired, because she slept very soundly that night.

When I woke up, it was already seven o'clock the next morning.

She glanced to her side instinctively.

There was no one there.

I reached out and touched it; it was completely cold.

She slowly sat up, stretched, and only got out of bed after fully waking up.

After washing up, move the chair back to its original position.

As I opened the door to go out, I realized I was wearing loungewear.

She hurriedly took out her phone, ready to call Xiansi and ask her to send over a set of clothes.

Rong Zhi's message came in.

"The clothes are in the closet."

"I'm taking the day off today; I'm going back to the Rong family."

Sang Yuwan did not reply. She took her phone and returned to her bedroom, opening the wardrobe door.

The clothes inside made her frown.

The men's shirts, mostly black and white, were almost all brand new. The styles were indistinguishable.

Sang Yuwan couldn't help but feel that Rong Zhi was toying with her.

She gripped her phone tightly and muttered to herself, "Am I being a little silly?"

Sang Yuwan, suppressing her anger and without any expectation, opened another wardrobe door.

The next second.

Her breath hitched, and she froze, completely stunned.

The other cabinets were filled with high-end women's clothing. And they were all brand new with tags still attached.

I picked one out at random, and upon closer inspection, it was her size.

Sang Yuwan couldn't help but recall that night at the Grand Hotel, when he had also thoughtfully prepared clothes for her.

Her heart leaped into her throat, her eyes gleamed, a blush suddenly rose to her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.

That feeling is indescribable.

A thrill mixed with a touch of emotion.

I was surprised and delighted, but also a little flustered and uneasy.

Sang Yuwan wondered if she had really fallen for this man.

Thinking of this, my heart started beating even faster.

She quickly picked out an outfit at random, changed into it hastily, and then went out.

Minglang was already waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor.

"Madam, would you like to have breakfast here?"

Sang Yuwan frowned slightly. "Our master isn't here. Are we supposed to do it ourselves?"

Minglang pursed his lips. "Second Master has already prepared it."

Sang Yuwan was taken aback.

Minglang added, "Second Master said that if you don't like it, you can eat at the group's restaurant."

After a moment's thought, Sang Yuwan said coolly, "Wasting food is never a good thing. Since he's already made it, let him eat it before he goes."

“Yes, Madam.” Minglang’s tone was much more relaxed.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Sang Yuwan looked at the various breakfast items on the table and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure Second Master made all of these?"

Minglang nodded. "His assistant and I helped out a little."

Sang Yuwan smiled slightly. "I think you guys helped with most of it."

Minglang hurriedly defended himself, "Madam, you know my cooking skills. These were really all made by the Second Master."

Sang Yuwan sat down and took a sip of warm water. "You sit down and eat too."

“Yes, Madam,” Minglang replied and sat down opposite her.

Sang Yuwan took two sips of millet porridge, picked up a rice cake, and chewed it in small bites.

It tastes really good.

Sang Yuwan didn't seem to have ever eaten this kind of rice cake before, but the taste felt strangely familiar.

Seeing her staring blankly at the rice cake, Minglang quickly swallowed what was in his mouth and asked in confusion, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"I feel like this tastes familiar, but I can't remember where I've had it before," Sang Yuwan said, frowning.

A thought suddenly struck Minglang, "Madam, isn't this the millet cake from the orphanage?"

Sang Yuwan was taken aback. "Jiangcheng Welfare Home?"

“Yes, that’s right. Mr. Bo brought you another box before, and you tried it and said it was pretty good, and you even said you wanted Mr. Bo to…” Minglang suddenly stopped talking.

Sang Yuwan's face darkened instantly, and she immediately placed the rice cake on a plate.

Minglang gripped his chopsticks tightly with nervousness.

Sang Yuwan suppressed her emotions, finished the millet porridge, and put down her chopsticks.

Minglang got up as well.

Sang Yuwan glanced at the dining table and said coldly, "I'll give you ten minutes to clean up."

"Yes." Minglang acted quickly.

Sang Yuwan arrived at the parking lot a step ahead of him.

This was her second time staying here. The surroundings were exquisite, but she hadn't had a chance to appreciate them properly yet.

She took two deep breaths and looked around.

It truly lives up to its reputation as the most mysterious private residence in Jiangcheng.

The courtyard wall is high and covered with several high-definition cameras.

In addition, an automatic alarm device was installed.

There are two paths leading to and from the separate courtyard.

The parking lot where she was was in the backyard. It offered greater privacy.

After Minglang finished tidying up, he jogged over.

Seeing this, Sang Yuwan opened the car door herself.

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8:30 a.m.

Sang Yuwan arrived at the Bo Group.

Xian Si was waiting at the elevator entrance early. "Madam, Miss Ming has arrived."