Chapter 283 I want her to forget the unpleasant past.

The man in black immediately realized what was happening.

This woman cares most about her family.

With a "crack," he swung his long whip at the air.

"Second Master, I'll take her to the police station right away."

Rong Zhi's expression was somber, like a lake shrouded in autumn mist, tranquil and profound, without the slightest ripple. The dim light outlined the hard lines of his resolute features.

"Let them come here."

A light, fleeting sentence, like the cold snow of midwinter.

The dark and damp basement was like an icebox.

Outside, the rain roared like a thousand horses galloping by, or like celestial drums beating loudly, deafeningly so. Raindrops pounded hard on the roof, making a crackling sound, as if venting their anger.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her pupils shrinking, and her eyes filled with bright red blood vessels.

"What do you want to ask?"

The man in black's eyelids twitched, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Unexpectedly, this woman, who is not afraid of death, cares so much about her family's reputation.

"Second Master?" The man in black looked at Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi stood on the steps, his posture as upright as a pine tree, exuding an aura that could not be underestimated. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see into the abyss of people's hearts, flashing with a sharp and calm light that made people dare not look directly at him.

He gestured for the man in black to take out his phone and start recording a video.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Who gave you the Cold Fragrance Poison?"

The woman's heart felt as if it were tightly bound by invisible threads, each one tugging at her thoughts and making it hard for her to breathe. After a few seconds of silence, she finally spoke, panting.

"Second Master knows who it is, why ask me?"

Upon hearing this, the man in black angrily shouted, "Insolence!"

"Heh." A cold smile appeared on Rong Zhi's lips, and a chilling aura emanated from him.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the sky, and endless water droplets poured down, weaving a dense curtain of water that enveloped the entire world.

The basement was filled with moisture, making it hard to breathe.

"I ask. You answer. That's the rule." Rong Zhi spoke slowly and deliberately, his cold voice as if it were poisoned.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on the woman's forehead, contrasting with her slightly trembling lips, revealing the nervousness she was trying so hard to hide.

The surrounding air seemed heavy and oppressive, and every breath felt like a silent struggle, a yearning to inhale a sliver of peace, only to be overwhelmed by the panic in one's heart.

A silent confrontation.

She was no match for Rong Zhi.

"The poison was given to me by Young Master Shen."

The man in black held up his phone, his brows furrowed.

Rong Zhi asked again, "Did you also poison Mingmei?"

The woman's heart raced, each beat like a rapid drumbeat in her chest, making her increasingly panicked.

She took a deep breath, her voice hoarse, "Yes, it's me."

Rong Zhi's brows were furrowed, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on his forehead. The veins on his taut skin were faintly visible, like volcanic lava about to erupt, hot and dangerous.

Seeing his silence, the man in black spoke up, angrily saying to the woman, "You poisoned Mingmei."

The woman's lips curled into a sinister smile. "I've wanted to poison her for a long time."

The man in black continued to press, "What grudge do you have against her?"

The woman's lips twitched, then her smile deepened. "Which servant in the Ming family hasn't been bullied by her?"

Rong Zhi looked down at her coldly, "Has Sang Yuwan ever bullied you?"

The woman's chest heaved violently, cold sweat beaded on her forehead, and her blood-red face became increasingly ferocious.

Before she could speak, Rong Zhi continued, "She not only never bullied you, but she also saved you once."

He paused, his eyes darkening, his face turning fierce. "Ungrateful wretch."

The man in black also cursed, "Your conscience has been eaten by dogs."

The woman's breathing became rapid and shallow, her chest rising and falling gently with each inhale, like a candle flame flickering in the wind, fragile and unstable. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, slowly sliding down her cheeks.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she hesitated several times as if she wanted to say something but couldn't, as if there were words stuck in her throat that she couldn't utter.

Rong Zhi's eyes were dark and his gaze was cold. "Why did you poison Sang Yuwan?"

The woman's shoulders shrugged, her body curled up in a ball.

"She...she..."

Rong Zhi said coldly, "If you still can't explain yourself before the police arrive, I'll make sure your family watches you get taken away."

She could only lower her head helplessly, tears silently sliding down her cheeks. At that moment, she felt as if she were on a deserted island, surrounded by a vast ocean, isolated and helpless, only able to let her turbulent emotions engulf her.

Rong Zhi's patience ran out. He turned around and lifted his foot.

The black leather shoes clicked on the steps, producing a deep, rhythmic "tap-tap" sound that echoed in the quiet space, carrying a chilling and menacing aura.

The woman opened her mouth, "I..."

Seeing her hesitation, the man in black's gaze sharpened, and he shouted at her, "Second Master's time is precious. If you're not going to talk, then don't."

The woman licked her dry lips and swallowed hard. "I just want her to forget those unpleasant memories..."

Rong Zhi stopped abruptly.

The man in black angrily said, "You dare to pinch me like that in front of Second Master?"

The woman looked pained, her eyes slightly bulging. "I'm not lying. Miss Wanwan once saved me..."

Rong Zhi climbed four or five steps, looking down from above with a dignified air.

"Call her family over."

"Yes, Second Master." The man in black nodded in response.

Rong Zhi lifted his foot and went upstairs.

Ten minutes later.

The woman was taken away by the police.

In the pouring rain, her parents, husband, and children were all present at the scene.

At that moment, her heart felt as if it had been torn to pieces.

-

Rong Zhi returned to the hospital.

The bodyguard at the door told her that five minutes earlier, someone had tried to go in to visit Sang Yuwan, but they had stopped them.

Rong Zhi asked for information about the other party, and the bodyguard said she was a middle-aged woman.

The individual's physical condition is still under investigation.

Rong Zhi told them to investigate carefully, then pushed open the door and entered the ward.

Upon hearing the sound, Minglang immediately stood up. Seeing that it was Rong Zhi, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly relaxed.

"Second Master."

Rong Zhi's face was tense, his brows furrowed, as if two mountain peaks were pressing together to form a ravine.

"The lady is still not awake?"

Her clear breath trembled slightly. "No."

Rong Zhi's knuckles turned white, and his expression was solemn. "Go back to the Ming family and help Ming Yi."

“But Madam…” Minglang frowned, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes.

Rong Zhi said, "I'm here."

Minglang pursed his lips. "Yes."

Thud—

The ward door closed gently.

Rong Zhi sat down in the chair in front of the hospital bed.

Sang Yuwan closed her eyes slightly, and the blush on her face faded a little. Her long, curled eyelashes remained unblinking, casting faint shadows under her eyelids, like two delicate little fans guarding the tranquility of her dream.