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

Sang Yuwan was thinking about her future plans when she received a call from the old house.

"Master, something bad has happened. Miss Six is ​​bleeding."

"What?" Sang Yuwan's face suddenly changed, and his tone was very low, "Send to the hospital immediately."

"Yes." The other party made arrangements while speaking.

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone in a hurry and called Xiansi in.

"lady."

"Bo Xinglan is showing signs of miscarriage, you should go to the hospital." Sang Yuwan's face was gloomy.

"Yes, Madam." Xian Si was shocked when he heard the news.

Sang Yuwan had originally wanted Bo Xinglan to abort the child she was carrying. After all, she was only twenty years old, and getting pregnant out of wedlock would be bad for the Bo family's reputation.

What's more, this child is Shen Yilin's.

The Shen family was no match for the Bo family, even if they were one of the best in Jiangcheng. Their target of marriage would only be a wealthy family like the Rong family.

Furthermore, Sang Yuwan had personally questioned Bo Xinglan that day, confirming that she had no feelings for Shen Yilin at all. This child was not the fruit of love, but rather a deliberate violation by Shen Yilin.

As for appealing, firstly, there is no evidence, and secondly, once this matter gets out, it will be difficult for Bo Xinglan to live in the future.

Of course, all this is based on Bo Xinglan's own opinion.

While Sang Yuwan felt sad for her, she also developed a great hatred towards the Shen family.

After dealing with Fang Yi that day, she came out of the old house and said to Rong Zhi.

"Second Master, shouldn't we do this?"

Rong Zhi said, "Don't rush."

Unexpectedly, the doctor concluded that if Bo Xinglan aborted the child, it would be difficult for her to conceive in the future.

Fang Yi finally made the decision for her to keep the child.

Now, Bo Xinglan suddenly showed signs of miscarriage. For her, she didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Sang Yuwan's eyelids kept twitching. She stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked into the distance.

There are tall buildings and the sky is blue.

The sunlight fell on her lazily.

The office was clearly warm, but Sang Yuwan felt a chill on her back.

The phone rang again, and it was still a call from the old house.

"Master, the Sixth Miss has been sent to the hospital. The doctor said she needs immediate surgery."

Sang Yuwan's temples throbbed, his face tense. "This matter must be kept secret."

"I understand." The other person was breathing heavily.

Sang Yuwan asked again, "Who went to the third room today?"

"Except Miss Ning, there is no one else."

"Ning Xiner?"

"Yes."

Sang Yuwan's face turned cold, with a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, and he hung up the phone.

This Ning Xiner is really never quiet for a moment.

It seems that she can no longer stay in the Bo family.

-

The old house of the Bo family.

Ning Xiner was sitting on the sofa, peeling an apple with a fruit knife.

Ning Wanzhen sat next to her, her eyes red and swollen. She looked as if she had no strength at all.

She went to the Bo family cemetery today and cried for a long time in front of the tombs of Bo Yuanshan and Bo Xingzhi.

After coming back, I felt a little dazed.

The servant came in, flustered.

"Madam, Miss Ning..."

Ning Wanzhen glanced at him and asked weakly, "What's the matter? Why are you so panicked?"

"Madam, something happened in the third room..."

Ning Wanzhen's face darkened. "They're all locked up, what else could happen?"

"Sixth Miss...she..." The servant glanced at Ning Xiner with unspeakable fear in his eyes.

Ning Xiner frowned, pretending to be puzzled, "Is it inconvenient for me to be here? Wait a moment, I'll leave right away."

As soon as she finished speaking, she put down the fruit knife and apple and prepared to get up.

Ning Wanzhen called her, "There's nothing to avoid. Sit down."

Ning Xiner said in embarrassment, "Aunt, I still have to avoid it. After all, I'm not a member of the Bo family."

Ning Wanzhen emphasized, "What Bo family, what Ning family? You are my niece, just like my own daughter."

Ning Xiner pretended to be on pins and needles and replied helplessly, "Okay."

Ning Wanzhen leaned against the sofa and said, "Tell me, what happened to Xinglan?"

The servant clenched his fingers, gritted his teeth, and timidly said, "Sixth Miss...had a miscarriage..."

Ning Wanzhen's mind buzzed for a moment, and she revealed an expression of disbelief. "Some time ago, Wanwan asked her to have an abortion, but she refused. How could she suddenly..."

Ning Xiner looked bewildered, the corners of her lips twitching, "Sister Xinglan already has a child."

The servant stood uncomfortably, "It wasn't Miss Six's own will, it was an unexpected accident."

Ning Xiner unconsciously tightened her grip on the handle of the fruit knife.

Ning Wanzhen's lips turned pale. "What accident?"

The servant looked at Ning Xiner again. She looked confused, as if she was still immersed in the shock just now.

"I secretly asked the people in the third room, and they didn't know why this happened."

Ning Xiner's mouth twitched.

Ning Wanzhen took two deep breaths and said, "I'm sure Wanwan already knows about this."

Just as the servant was about to speak, the steward came in.

"Madam, someone from the Shen family is here."

Ning Wanzhen was stunned. "Which Shen family?"

The chief steward lowered his head slightly and said respectfully, "The Shen family in the capital."

"Jing..." Ning Wanzhen's pupils shrank, her eyes widened, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes stretched out.

Ning Xiner's breath hitched, "Aunt, the Shen family in Beijing is one of the most powerful families. How could it be possible..."

Ning Wanzhen's chest heaved as she asked the steward, "Are you sure it's the Shen family from the capital?"

The steward affirmed, "Yes."

Ning Wanzhen was stunned for a few seconds, then stood up hastily, "Quickly inform the head of the family."

She couldn't handle a wealthy family like the Shen family.

The steward said, "They came here specifically to see you."

Ning Wanzhen's expression froze in disbelief. "Looking for me?"

Ning Xiner was stunned. "Aunt, no matter who you are looking for, it's not good to keep the guests waiting for a long time."

Ning Wanzhen's heart tightened. "You're right. But how can I meet guests in this state?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Zhi came in from the side door.

"Second brother." Ning Xiner's eyes widened, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Rong Zhi glanced at her, his eyes as cold as ice, "Mother, since it's not convenient for you to see guests, then go upstairs and rest."

Ning Wanzhen's anger ignited at the sight of him. Her facial muscles twitched slightly. "It's not your turn to make the decisions for the Bo family yet."

Rong Zhi sat down on the single sofa, crossing his legs elegantly, "The head of the family asked me to come here."

"Wanwan?" Ning Wanzhen's temples throbbed heavily.

Ning Xiner held the fruit knife, her heart pounding wildly.

She often came to the Bo family when she was little, but she didn't interact much with Rong Zhi. On the one or two occasions when they had to meet, he always ignored her.

In their only contact, he caused her to fall into the swimming pool, and in the end, he mercilessly mocked her as a clown.

She hated him more than she feared him.

"Second brother, the steward said that the Shen family is here to look for my aunt. You..."

"It's not the business of an outsider to point fingers at the Bo family's affairs." Rong Zhi's eyes tightened, and his voice suddenly became cold, like ice piercing his bones.