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

"Second brother, you..." Ning Xiner's eyes suddenly turned red, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she choked with sobs.

Ning Wanzhen's heart sank, and she angrily scolded, "Rong Zhi, she is an outsider, who do you think you are?"

"Auntie..." Ning Xiner's eyelashes trembled as fragilely as a cicada's wings, and she looked terrified and aggrieved. Deep down, she was indescribably proud.

Facing Ning Wanzhen's rebuke, Rong Zhi's eyes grew even colder. He spoke word by word, "Mother, I don't know either. What am I? Why don't you ask Father?"

"You?" Ning Wanzhen was so angry that her blood pressure soared, and an unhealthy red flush appeared on both cheekbones.

"Aunt, don't be angry." Ning Xiner quickly put down the fruit knife and apple in her hands, and gently stroked Ning Wanzhen's chest. She glanced sideways and said to Rong Zhi, "Second brother, calm down. Aunt didn't mean anything else, it's just..."

Rong Zhi showed a trace of contempt in his eyes and interrupted, saying coldly to the steward, "Don't keep the Shen family waiting for too long, let them in quickly."

"Yes, Second Master." The steward responded and walked out quickly.

Seeing this, Ning Xiner hurriedly held Ning Wanzhen's arm and said, "Auntie, shall I take you upstairs?"

Rong Zhi sneered in his heart.

It’s such a pity that Ning Xiner didn’t become an actor.

Ning Wanzhen's eyes tightened. "Since they are here to find me, why should I go up there?"

Ning Xiner didn't know what to do, "Then I..."

"Just sit down quietly." Ning Wanzhen said angrily.

Ning Xiner glanced at Rong Zhi, her almond-shaped eyes moistened, the corners of her eyes slightly tilted downward, her whole face becoming even more pitiful. "I..."

"Sit down." Ning Wanzhen emphasized.

Ning Xiner sat down helplessly, feeling very uncomfortable.

Rong Zhi's gaze turned to ice as he glanced at her.

Ning Xiner couldn't help but shiver.

Hatred cannot suppress fear.

"Mr. Shen, please come in."

The steward quickly led in a man in his thirties.

Ning Wanzhen took two deep breaths, adjusted her mood, and looked over.

Seeing this, Ning Xiner stood up subconsciously.

The eldest son of the Shen family in the capital, and the cousin of the head of the Shen family, although his status and position are not as high as Shen Yilin, he is also extremely noble.

Rong Zhi stood up, his brows slightly wrinkled, his eyes dark.

"Mr. Shen's presence is truly a great honor to the Bo family."

It's just polite talk, but also distant.

Shen Qingchen smiled gently, "Second Master, nice to meet you."

Rong Zhi raised his hand, motioning him to sit down.

Shen Qingchen smiled at him, moved, sat down, and signaled the servants to give the gift to Ning Wanzhen.

"Madam, it's our first meeting, so please accept this small token of my appreciation."

Even though Ning Wanzhen was trying hard to control her emotions, she still felt a little uneasy, her heart sinking. She was silent for a few seconds before she responded.

"You are too polite, sir."

Shen Qingchen was stunned when he saw Ning Xiner still standing. "This? Is this Miss Xinglan?"

Ning Xiner's cheeks flushed, and she smiled awkwardly, "Master, I'm Ning Xiner."

"Sorry, I recognized the wrong person." Shen Qingchen's eyes showed a hint of apology.

Ning Xiner's face flushed and she smiled shyly.

Shen Qingchen smiled back at her.

After the servants put the gifts away, he spoke again, "Old Madam, could you please invite Miss Xinglan over for a chat?"

Ning Wanzhen was slightly startled, "You want to see Xinglan?"

Shen Qingchen explained in a gentle voice, "To be honest, I came to Jiangcheng specifically for her."

Ning Wanzhen's heart sank deeper and deeper, and she began to pant. She calmed down before speaking slowly, "Master, I'm only Xing Lan's aunt."

The implication is that there are some things she cannot decide.

Shen Qingchen's face was calm, and his gaze shifted to Rong Zhi, "Second Master, what do you see?"

Rong Zhi's expression was indifferent, and he opened his thin lips slightly, "Master, has my sixth sister done anything wrong?"

Ning Xiner, who was sitting quietly beside her, held her breath.

Ning Wanzhen, however, looked nervous.

Bo Xinglan was pregnant with Shen Yilin's child, and almost everyone in the Bo family knew about it. Yet, Rong Zhi was still pretending to be ignorant.

Shen Qingchen pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth, and asked in return, "Second Master, don't you know?"

Rong Zhi frowned slightly, "My sixth sister is usually very quiet. If she really did commit a crime, I'm afraid she was taken advantage of by others."

Masters clash, every word a sword flashes and shadows.

Ning Wanzhen's eyelids twitched.

The temperature in the living room suddenly dropped several degrees.

Ning Xiner felt a chill on her back and subconsciously moved closer to Ning Wanzhen.

Shen Qingchen's heart sank slightly, but he still had a gentle smile on his face, "I also believe that Miss Xinglan is a kind-hearted girl, but..."

He stopped deliberately.

"Just what?" Rong Zhi's eyes were filled with complex and unpredictable emotions.

Shen Qingchen realized that continuing this way would only waste time. Just as he was about to speak, the Bo family's steward came over and served tea.

"Young Master, please have some tea."

Shen Qingchen nodded slightly, with the noble demeanor of a superior.

He took a sip of tea and told the purpose of his trip.

"Madam, Second Master. I came here this time only because my uncle heard some rumors that Miss Xinglan and my third brother have an inappropriate relationship."

"Shouldn't have? Ha." Rong Zhi heard this and sneered, "May I ask, Master, what kind of feelings are considered inappropriate?"

Ning Wanzhen's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and her expression became more solemn.

Ning Xiner tightened her fingers and felt a little nervous.

As soon as she left the third room, Bo Xinglan had a miscarriage.

Anyone would doubt her.

The strange thing is that until now, Sang Yuwan has never asked about this matter.

Ning Xiner broke out in cold sweat on her palms and looked at Shen Qingchen in panic.

"What shouldn't be meant is an abnormal relationship between a man and a woman."

"Young Master, your words not only insult my sixth sister, but also your third brother." Rong Zhi's eyes were dark and his tone was cold.

Sang Yuwan weighed the pros and cons and chose to keep the peace. Unexpectedly, the Shen family was so ungrateful.

Fortunately, he didn't let her come over.

Otherwise, given her temper, she would just be extremely angry.

Shen Qingchen's emotions were truly stable, his expression remained calm. He spoke calmly, "My third brother did something wrong in this matter. He has a fiancée and should reject other people's feelings. But Miss Six knew that he was married, yet she still clung to him. What's this?"

Rong Zhi's pupils shrank, and his lips curled up, as if he heard a huge joke and chuckled.

"Young Master, your ability to confuse right and wrong is beyond our reach."

When Ning Wanzhen heard Shen Qingchen's words, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.

It was Shen Yilin who drugged Bo Xinglan and committed the crime against her, but now they are turning the tables on him.

"Master Shen, what my Second Master said is correct. We all know exactly what happened between Xinglan and Young Master Shen. It would be fine if you didn't admit your mistakes, but now you're actually blaming my Xinglan. If that's your intention, I don't think there's any need for us to continue this conversation."

"Aunt?" Ning Xiner didn't expect that Ning Wanzhen would actually speak up for Rong Zhi.