coobybook Chapter 102 Jealous
Chapter 102 Jealous
Xian Si took a deep breath and said, "Madam, do you want to call the police?"
Sang Yuwan leaned back and pinched her brows, "Just investigate secretly."
Xiansi was uneasy.
Sang Yuwan added, "Notify the legal department."
The strings are thought-provoking.
Lin Yao took photos privately and uploaded them to the Internet, which is suspected of infringement.
Xiansi took action immediately.
Sang Yuwan loosened her fingers and tilted her head to look out the window.
The night is dark and clusters of street lights pass by before my eyes.
Her expression dropped and she frowned.
This world is full of calculations.
There are countless eyes watching the female chaebol in a high position.
If you take a wrong step, you will fall into an abyss.
She took two deep breaths and called President Li.
Unexpectedly, the other party didn't answer.
Sang Yuwan thought that he must not have seen the news.
Power and sex trading.
This guy really knows how to use words.
"Minglang, go to the hospital."
Minglang was startled. "Madam, it's so late. I'm afraid the Second Young Master has already gone to bed. How about we go there tomorrow?"
Sang Yuwan scolded in a low voice, "You talk too much."
Minglang's heart trembled and he turned the steering wheel.
Xiansi, who was beside them, was dealing with gossip and didn't hear what they were saying.
When she arrived at the hospital, she finally reacted. She was stunned for half a second and asked nervously, "Madam, what's wrong with you?"
Minglang glanced at her, and she suddenly understood.
Sang Yuwan said to her, "You don't have to go up, just wait for us in the car."
"Yes." Xian Si still had things to deal with.
Sang Yuwan and Minglang got out of the car and walked straight towards Ming Zhan's ward.
It's quiet at this time.
Sang Yuwan stood at the door of the ward for a few minutes, adjusted her mood, and then pushed the door open and went in.
A week later, Ming Zhan's health had almost recovered.
Hearing the sound, he immediately looked over. Then, his pupils shrank, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Wan'er, why are you here?"
Sang Yuwan walked to the bedside, sat down, and smiled at him, "Second brother, why haven't you slept yet?"
Ming Zhan replied with a smile, "This past week, I've done nothing but sleep. I can't sleep right now."
Sang Yuwan saw him reading a book and asked, "What are you reading?"
Ming Zhan closed the book and handed it to her.
Sang Yuwan lowered her eyes and was stunned for a moment, "Second brother, there's no need to be so anxious. It's not too late to see a doctor after you're better."
Ming Zhan's lips curved slightly, "Wan'er, I already feel it's very late."
Sang Yuwan stared at the cover of the book.
Professional books on business management.
Both she and Bo Xingzhi have them on the bookshelf in their offices.
"Second brother, do you regret giving up the career you love?"
Ming Zhan shook his head. After a few seconds, he slowly spoke, "My only regret is that I wasn't resolute enough six years ago..."
"Second brother." Sang Yuwan was startled and interrupted quickly.
Ming Zhan pursed his lips, his smile helpless and somewhat lonely, "Wan'er, if it weren't for that, would we..."
"No." Sang Yuwan said painfully.
Ming Zhan felt a prick in his heart, "Wan'er, I'm sorry."
"Second brother, don't say such things." Sang Yuwan lowered his head slightly, the emotions in his heart surged, and sourness blocked his chest.
Ming Zhan really wanted to touch the back of her head lovingly like he used to, and he curled his fingers and clenched the quilt tightly.
After a pause, he changed the subject, "How's work going, Yi Yi? Has it caused you any trouble?"
Sang Yuwan's eyelids twitched, and she replied softly, "He's doing fine. He's making rapid progress."
Ming Zhan asked again, "Do you plan to let him follow the Second Master forever?"
Sang Yuwan felt a sinking feeling in his stomach, his heartbeat became dull, and his chest felt a little swollen. "It all depends on him."
Ming Zhan said, "If he weren't younger than me, father might have given him priority."
"Second brother, what are you talking about?" Sang Yuwan felt a pain in her heart and blinked her eyelashes.
Ming Zhan's lips curled up into a forced smile, "Wan'er, it's getting late, go back and get some rest."
Sang Yuwan looked at the time. It was almost ten o'clock. It was really late.
She slowly stood up and said, "Second brother, since you have made your choice, don't let your imagination run wild. I promise that Yi Yi will not argue with you."
Ming Zhan lifted the quilt and was about to get up, ready to send her out.
Sang Yuwan pressed his shoulder and said, "Second brother, don't move."
Ming Zhan could only sit on the hospital bed and watch her leave.
The ward door closed gently, his heart full of knots, and he said silently, "Wan'er, I do this all for you. One day, we will be together."
The truth about Bo Xinglan's affair has come to light.
That day, he and she were drugged at the same time. Someone took off their clothes and took obscene photos of them in bed.
In fact, nothing happened between the two.
After taking photos of Bo Xinglan and him in bed, the man took her to the next room and forced her to have sex with him while she was unconscious.
This person was none other than Shen Yilin, the third young master of the Shen family in Beijing.
The Shen family is one of the most powerful families in the capital.
It's late in the day so I choose to keep quiet.
Ming Zhan opened the book in his hand again, but his vision was blurry.
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As Sang Yuwan's car entered the garage, a black Bentley drove in directly.
Minglang's nerves were tense, and he got out of the car in a hurry, his face full of vigilance.
"Second Master?"
Sang Yuwan's temples throbbed twice.
He hasn't done anything stupid for a week.
She pushed open the car door and got out, standing still, taking a breath, her expression cold.
Rong Zhi got out of the car and said, "All of you get out."
These words were spoken to the man in black and Minglang.
The man in black retreated immediately, but Minglang stood there without moving.
"Minglang, go down." Rong Zhi pointed out the name.
"Madam?" Mingming was uneasy.
Sang Yuwan stood by the car, with her hair tied up and her hands in her coat pockets, her dignity inviolable.
She was silent for a few seconds, then whispered, "Go down."
Minglang walked out with a nervous look on his face and then closed the garage door.
At this time, although it was very late, there were still cars passing by.
If someone saw it, Sang Yuwan would be framed again.
Rong Zhi stood straight, his eyes slightly lowered, a faint smile on his lips, "Madam, why are you back so late?"
Sang Yuwan raised her eyelids slightly, smiled, but seemed not to smile, "What does it have to do with you?"
Rong Zhi smiled, "What do you think?"
Sang Yuwan's lips were straightened and her eyes were full of sarcasm.
Eyes facing each other.
Her gaze was slightly fixed, and her clear, dark eyes were like two flames.
Rong Zhi walked towards her step by step, and before she could react, he hugged her, "Are you jealous?"
A cool and refreshing breath passed over his nostrils, his heartbeats were intertwined, and Sang Yuwan felt as if a breath of hot air was blocked in his chest.
"Jealous? Jealous of whom?"