Chapter 269 From this moment on, I will never let go of your hand again.

Sang Yuwan clenched her fists, her lips pressed into a straight line, her lips turning slightly white from the effort, as if she was trying her best to suppress the anger that was about to erupt.

The atmosphere around her became heavy and tense because of her anger, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Sang Yuwan remained silent for a full ten minutes before angrily rebuking Mingmei, "Mingmei, this time, I will not give you any more chances."

Mingmei knew she had made a huge mistake this time; she would be in serious trouble, if not dead.

She bit her lip, her chest heaving, and looked at Rong Zhi. She pleaded, "Master Rong, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please save me...we...we are..."

Some words, though they reach the tip of my tongue, I swallow them back down.

Rong Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint appearing in them. "Mingmei, what happened to us?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes seemed to burn with raging flames, her pupils flashing with anger, and her heart was like a stormy sea, surging and turbulent.

Seeing the two people staring intently at her, Mingmei's newly mustered courage vanished instantly. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Sang Yuwan continued Rong Zhi's words angrily, "Mingmei, explain yourself."

Her bright eyes darted away, her breathing was rapid and heavy, and her chest heaved violently. "I...I..."

Sang Yuwan ordered the man in black, "Keep hitting him."

"No..." Mingmei trembled with fear, "Sister Wan, I don't actually have any relationship with Master Rong... I just pretended to be his rumored girlfriend for a few days..."

When Mingmei spoke, she didn't dare to look at them at all.

Sang Yuwan didn't care about this at all, only assuming that she was still hiding something. "Mingmei, I gave you a chance..."

"Sister Wan, there's also..." Mingmei was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Sang Yuwan stood up, her eyes filled with deep anger.

As Rong Zhi stood up, Mingmei spoke again.

“Sister Wan, Master Rong has been coveting you, but... he doesn't like you... for a long time. For you, he even moved to Qinghe Garden…”

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, her brows furrowed, and she turned to look at Rong Zhi, "Second Master, what do you mean?"

Rong Zhi glanced at Mingmei, a complex expression appearing in his eyes. "I bought the villa next door to you a long time ago."

Sang Yuwan's expression froze.

A hint of guilt appeared in Rong Zhi's eyes. "I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner."

Sang Yuwan recovered and her lips twitched. "Second Master, you really have a lot of ulterior motives."

After saying that, she walked out, leaving behind the words, "Send Mingmei back to the Ming family. If anything happens to Mingzhan, I'll make her pay with her life."

“Sister Wan…I was wrong…I was really wrong…” Mingmei sobbed, her voice hoarse.

Rong Zhi instructed the man in black, "When you take her back to the Ming family, change her into clean clothes."

"yes."

Rong Zhi caught up with Sang Yuwan in one stride, reached out, and wanted to take her hand.

"Don't touch me." Sang Yuwan said angrily.

Rong Zhi insisted on holding her hand. "Hold it. I don't mind."

Sang Yuwan is three months pregnant and her condition is relatively stable. However, she still needs to be extremely careful.

Rong Zhi wanted to take her away more than ever.

Power, wealth, and status are not as important as her and her child.

He walked toward her, a journey that had taken many years.

He didn't want to end up with nothing.

Sang Yuwan struggled, "Let me go."

Rong Zhi didn't let go; instead, he gripped it even tighter.

His hands, broad and warm, gently enveloped Sang Yuwan's slender fingers; at that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Sang Yuwan's fingertips trembled slightly, not from nervousness or excitement, but from anger.

With Mingzhan's fate unknown, she was extremely anxious and had no time to care about anything else.

"Rong Zhi, let go."

“Madam, now is not the time to be angry,” Rong Zhi said gently.

Sang Yuwan paused abruptly, looked up, and a faint red appeared at the corner of her eyes. "Do you think I'm just angry with you? Rong Zhi, you don't understand me at all."

Rong Zhi's lowered gaze was deep and bright, containing a thousand unspoken words.

He took a deep breath and slowly said, "I know you're anxious. But you should always take care of yourself first."

Sang Yuwan's pupils contracted, and her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

This man was genuinely worried about her.

She looked away and continued walking. "Rong Zhi, do you really have to do this?"

Rong Zhi understood the meaning behind her words, his gaze sharpened, and his tone left no room for argument.

From this moment on, I will never let go of your hand again.

Sang Yuwan's chest heaved slightly, her lips tightened, and she remained silent.

The man in black handed Mingmei over to the bodyguard and hurriedly followed them.

"Second Master, Madam, we have found out Shen Yilin's current whereabouts."

Sang Yuwan felt a stab to her heart, "What about Mingzhan?"

The man in black lowered his head. "We haven't found anything yet."

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, her face turned deathly pale, and she swayed slightly.

Rong Zhi was startled and quickly grabbed her shoulders and put his arm around her.

He then ordered the man in black, "Go and investigate now."

"Yes," the man in black replied, immediately taking out his phone and making a call.

Sang Yuwan stood on the eaves, looked up at the sky.

The boundless night, like a profound and mysterious scroll, slowly unfolds between heaven and earth.

As night fell, the stars were hidden behind thick clouds, as if even the faintest light was swallowed up by the vast darkness.

Everything around was shrouded in a deep, dark blue-black, a pure and profound darkness that the eye could not penetrate, leaving only a sense of boundless heaviness.

Sang Yuwan's eyes were red, as if they were about to overflow with crystal tears, but she stubbornly held them back, not letting her sadness easily show.

She was silent for a few seconds, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her voice suddenly becoming hoarse, "Rong Zhi, Second Brother will be alright, right?"

"Trust me, he'll be alright," Rong Zhi said softly. "Shall I take you back to the Ming family?"

Sang Yuwan calmed down. "At this moment, the Ming family must be in chaos. I have to get there immediately."

Seeing this, Rong Zhi admired her even more.

No wonder Bo Yuanshan entrusted the Bo family and Bo Corporation to her with peace of mind.

Remain calm even in danger, and know when to advance and retreat.

Always stay clear-headed.

-

When Sang Yuwan returned to the Ming family home, Ming Yi immediately went to greet her.

"Sister Wan, you're finally back. I didn't know what to do without you and Second Brother."

Sang Yuwan's expression darkened slightly as she asked, "How are Uncle Ming and Aunt Lan?"

Ming frowned. "My mom is alright, but my dad's condition is a bit bad."

Sang Yuwan paused, "Mingyi, you go to the mourning hall and stay with my elder brother. I'll go see Uncle Ming."

Ming nodded.

Sang Yuwan grew up in the Ming family and was very familiar with everything about the Ming family.

She soon arrived at Mingyu's residence.

Mingyu's situation was indeed quite bad.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, looking very unwell.