Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Chapter 199 I Don’t Have Any Other Women

Sang Yuwan frowned and pulled her hand back.

Rong Zhi held on tighter.

Their eyes met in the air.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The air was filled with a subtle electricity, and every breath carried an unspoken emotion.

Minglang, sitting in the front seat, didn't know what to do. After a long internal struggle, he started the car, turned around, and asked cautiously.

"Ma'am, where are we going now?"

Sang Yuwan's cheeks were slightly red and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

She was about to speak when Rong Zhi spoke first.

"Go to South City Hospital."

Minglang was stunned for half a second before responding, "Yes."

The next second, the Bentley slowly drove away.

Immediately afterwards, the Rolls-Royce Phantom next to it also started.

Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths, pursed her lips, and tried to pull her hands out of Rongzhi's big palm.

Rong Zhi curled the corners of his lips slightly, lowered his head, and the two of them got closer.

Sang Yuwan raised her eyes, gritted her teeth, glared at him, and lowered her voice, "Let go!"

Rong Zhi heard this and slowly loosened his fingers.

Sang Yuwan suddenly pulled back her hand, her heartbeat became extremely violent, and her breathing became more rapid.

She glared at Rong Zhi fiercely, supported herself on the seat with both hands, and moved to the side.

There was a person's space between the two of them.

Rong Zhi glanced sideways, his eyes tinged with red, his heartbeat already out of rhythm. He took two deep breaths, but his heartbeat was still as rapid as a drum.

After a long silence, his Adam's apple rolled slightly and he said something.

"What are your plans for the Shen family?"

Sang Yuwan's eyelids twitched, and a layer of frost instantly fell on her pretty face.

Lan Xiya had also asked her this question two hours ago.

She said she had no plans.

In fact, how could she not have planned it?

She has always been like this: if someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend him. But if someone offends me, I will definitely offend him.

Regardless of whether her father is a member of the Shen family or not, she has no intention of letting Shen Yilin go.

Rong Zhi saw her silence, his eyes darkened slightly, "Whatever you plan to do, leave it to me."

Sang Yuwan tilted her head, her dark eyes reflecting the man's sharp, angular face. Those deep eyes, brimming with warmth, looked at her with a doting gaze.

Her heart sank, and she quickly looked away, "Boss Rong, are you free?"

When Rong Zhi heard her change of address, his eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly, and he answered irrelevantly, "Your business is my business."

Sang Yuwan's heart ached, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "I dare not trouble Master Rong."

The corners of Rong Zhi's lips twitched, and he reached out again, gently pulling her into his arms.

"Rongzhi!" Sang Yuwan was angry.

Rong Zhi smiled and said, "That's right."

"What's right?" Sang Yuwan's heart was pounding, and her clear eyes became brighter because of anger.

Rong Zhi lowered his head slightly, his lips almost touching her ear, "From now on, you can only call me Rong Zhi."

Sang Yuwan frowned, gritted her teeth, and her eyes flickered with anger. "Let me go."

Rong Zhi hugged her tightly, pinched her fingers with one hand, and whispered, "Don't get angry, be careful not to get pregnant."

Sang Yuwan became more and more angry, his lips tightened and his face turned red.

Rong Zhi pursed his lips and lowered his voice, "Do you really want to see Bo Qingmei?"

Sang Yuwan's voice was filled with anger, "It's none of your business who I want to see."

The atmosphere in the car gradually became tense.

Minglang in the front seat had his back straight and a layer of cold sweat on his palms as he gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at Sang Yuwan, his pupils dark, "You misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding?" Sang Yuwan asked angrily.

Rong Zhi gently clasped his arms around her slender waist and said in a low voice, "I just..."

Sang Yuwan interrupted him, "Rongzhi, are you like this to other women?"

Rong Zhi frowned slightly and said softly, "I don't have any other women."

Sang Yuwan's pupils shrank, and thunder roared in her mind. Her gaze paused briefly, and a hint of surprise welled up in her eyes.

This man is becoming more and more unscrupulous.

A sudden sentence always easily touches her heartstrings.

She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and replied in a deep voice, "What's so great about brightness?"

Rong Zhi's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes flickered twice, and in an instant he was calm again, "She means nothing."

As the sun sets, the color in her eyes gradually deepens.

hum-

Rong Zhi's cell phone rang.

Sang Yuwan took the opportunity to break free from his arms, half of her body leaning against the car door.

Rong Zhi pressed the answer button and said in a cold voice, "Speak."

"Mr. Rong, Rong Moyuan suddenly suffered a cerebral infarction, and his family has applied for medical parole for him." The person on the other end of the phone had a respectful attitude.

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was full of mystery, "You fell ill right after entering?"

"I also suspect there's something fishy going on here." The other party paused, then added, "Master Rong, I've confirmed that Rong Moyuan is indeed ill."

Rong Zhi let out a cold smile, "Notify the doctor and get proper treatment."

The other party seemed a little puzzled, "Master Rong, why is this?"

Rong Zhi said coldly, "He killed my parents, I can't let him off so easily."

When Sang Yuwan heard this, her eyelids twitched twice.

In terms of life experience, Rong Zhi is even more miserable than her.

The other party was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I understand."

Rong Zhi took the phone from his ear and hung up.

He took a deep breath and tilted his head to look out the window.

Clusters of sunlight filtered through, coating his three-dimensional facial features with a layer of fine golden light.

The air in the car suddenly became quiet.

Sang Yuwan could almost hear her own heartbeat.

After a while, she adjusted her sitting position and leaned back.

I have been pregnant for more than two months and my waist feels a little sore after sitting in the same position for a long time.

Rong Zhi turned sideways and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Sang Yuwan's tone was a little cold, "No."

Rong Zhi's mouth twitched, and a warm smile spread across his lips, "In two weeks, it will be three months."

Sang Yuwan's breathing became tight and she gave him a displeased look.

Rong Zhi smiled and said nothing more.

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Minglang parked the car and got out first.

The man in black also drove over in Bo Xingzhi's black Rolls-Royce.

The two of them looked at each other and stepped aside tacitly.

Sang Yuwan opened the car door and was about to get out when Rong Zhi suddenly asked, "Do you really want to see Bo Qingmei?"

"Nonsense." Sang Yuwan said impatiently.

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened slightly.

Sang Yuwan got off the car with her bag.

Rong Zhi took a deep breath and immediately opened the car door.

Just as the two were about to take a step, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"Wanwan. Rongzhi."

Sang Yuwan paused for a moment, her expression slightly frozen. After a few seconds, she turned around.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Ning Wanzhen walked over slowly with the support of Ning Xiner.

She was wearing a camel-colored cashmere coat, her hair was neatly combed, and she was wearing a full set of pearl jewelry. She looked very elegant.

However, even though she was wearing makeup, you could still tell that she looked a little pale.

"Cousin-in-law, second brother." Ning Xiner pursed her lips and greeted Sang Yuwan and Rong Zhi nervously.