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

Sang Yuwan was about to speak when her cell phone rang.

She picked up her cell phone, turned her chair, and faced Rong Zhi with her back.

"Xinglan, what's wrong?"

Bo Xinglan's panicked and painful voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sister-in-law, save me."

Sang Yuwan's finger bones turned pale, and he stood up suddenly. "Xinglan, don't panic. Speak slowly."

"Sister-in-law... sob, sob..." Bo Xinglan on the other end of the phone began to sob.

Sang Yuwan's expression suddenly changed, and her eyes were filled with frost. "Don't cry. Tell me, where are you now?"

Bo Xinglan sobbed, "I don't even know where this is. Sister-in-law, I feel like I'm about to die..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes tightened, and her pretty face turned frosty. "Look around, what are you looking at?"

Bo Xinglan seemed to be really cold, his teeth chattering, "It's pitch black, I can't see anything?"

Sang Yuwan's fingers suddenly clenched the phone, making it creak. "Send me your location..."

A sinister laugh interrupted her.

Then, the phone was suddenly hung up.

"Shen Yilin!" Sang Yuwan frowned, his face looking so gloomy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out of it.

Rong Zhi walked up to her, held her wrist, and took the phone away. "Is Shen Yilin making trouble again?"

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips into a straight line, her eyes filled with coldness. "I suspect he kidnapped Xing Lan."

Rong Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

This Shen Yilin really doesn't want to live anymore.

Rong Zhi's face was stern, and he opened his thin lips slightly, "Don't worry. I'll take care of this."

Sang Yuwan's eyes were filled with anger, and there were two balls of rage in his eyes. His chest was heaving, "This time, you will beat me to death."

Rong Zhi's eyes tightened, and he said in a low voice, "I will definitely let him live for a moment."

Sang Yuwan raised her eyes and glanced at him, her eyes burning red with anger.

Rong Zhi hugged her and then walked out of the office.

Sang Yuwan stood there for a while before the redness in her eyes faded a little.

She called Minglang in.

"You had someone kidnap the woman in Villa 1308."

Minglang was startled. "Madam, Shen Yilin?"

Sang Yuwan pulled out the big chair and sat down, his expression slightly cold. "He kidnapped Bo Xinglan."

"He..." Minglang was stunned for half a second and frowned, "He uses the same trick on the same person. Isn't he afraid that you will ignore it?"

Sang Yuwan smiled coldly, "As long as I am still the head of the Bo family, I can't ignore it."

Minglang opened his mouth but no sound came out.

Sang Yuwan added, "Remember, don't alert the enemy."

Minglang clenched his fingers and lowered his head, "I understand."

Sang Yuwan's expression turned serious. "Go down."

"Yes." Minglang responded. Just as he was about to turn around, Sang Yuwan instructed him again, "After tying him up, call the Second Master."

"Second Master?" Minglang suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes slightly widening. "Second Master went to rescue Miss Xinglan?"

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

Minglang's heartbeat quickened and his face flushed red, "Yes, ma'am."

-

Sang Yuwan drank two sips of water and continued to work.

Xiansi brought in piles of documents and took them out again.

Two hours passed, and there was still no news from Rong Zhi.

Even Minglang didn't come back.

Sang Yuwan finished reading the last document on the table and her eyelids twitched.

She took two deep breaths, closed the document, then stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The sun, approaching eleven o'clock, is warm and peaceful.

Sang Yuwan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of fine golden light, making her delicate facial features more three-dimensional.

In the distance, tall buildings stand tall.

The glass exterior reflects an orange halo.

Sang Yuwan's eyes gradually became mysterious.

This largest city in the south seems to be surrounded by impenetrable walls on all sides.

She was a little out of breath.

Xiansi knocked on the door and came in, holding a delivery box in his hand.

"Madam, the front desk just signed for the package."

Sang Yuwan frowned, "What express delivery?"

Xian Si replied, "Same-city express delivery. The sender is Bo Qingmei."

Sang Yuwan frowned and suddenly turned around.

"Are you sure the sender is Bo Qingmei?"

Xian Si paused for a moment, lowered his head, and took a closer look. "It was indeed sent by Bo Qingmei."

After a pause, she read out the mailing address, "South City Hospital."

Sang Yuwan narrowed her eyes, walked to the sofa and sat down, "Bring it here."

"Yes." Xian Si responded and walked quickly to her. Then, he placed the express box on the coffee table and said, "Madam, do you want to open it?"

Sang Yuwan shook her head and said, "You go down first."

Xian Si pursed her lips and turned away.

Sang Yuwan leaned back and did not open the express box immediately.

The last time she met Bo Qingmei, because of Ning Wanzhen's appearance, there were some questions she had not yet asked clearly.

She had originally planned to go to Nancheng Hospital again today, but after the incident with Bo Xinglan, she had to change her plans.

After about five minutes, she slowly sat up straight, lowered her head and looked at the express box.

Xiansi was not mistaken. The sender was indeed Bo Qingmei, and the middle digits of the phone number were encrypted.

Sang Yuwan leaned forward slightly, holding the express box in both hands and shook it gently.

A tiny sound.

The stuff inside seemed to be paper or something.

Sang Yuwan's heart tightened and his eyes became cold.

Could it be some document that Bo Qingmei sent to her?

"Documents?" Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and he began to speculate.

She immediately stood up, took a pair of scissors from the desk, bent down, and opened the express.

What caught my eye was a layer of shredded paper.

She held the scissors and gently peeled away the shredded paper.

The transparent plastic bag was exposed.

A hint of surprise flashed across Sang Yuwan's eyes, and then she picked up a pair of scissors, picked out the scraps of paper, and threw them into the trash can.

The things that Bo Qingmei delivered were completely revealed in front of her.

It was indeed a stack of documents.

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, put down the scissors, and took out the plastic bag.

There was a very thick stack of documents, and on the top A4 paper was something similar to a cover.

"Detailed Account Statement of Bo's Group's Secret Fund"

The bold black words flew towards Sang Yuwan's starry eyes, making her heart shrink.

"Bo Group".

"Small treasury."

These words were like a thunderclap exploding above Sang Yuwan's head.

She had been in Bo's for almost six years and had never known that the group had a secret treasury.

Maybe Bo Xingzhi doesn't even know about it.

Sang Yuwan picked up the scissors and cut open the plastic bag.

She took off the cover, then picked up a small half and read it carefully.

As she looked, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes.

The stack of documents sent by Bo Qingmei was like a huge stone weighing heavily on her heart.

First statement of accounts.

The accounting date is thirty-four years ago.

And it was the first month after Bo Xingzhi was born.

Obviously, the person who set up the secret treasury was Bo Yuanshan.

Sang Yuwan guessed that he acted in such a violation of regulations probably because he was worried that Bo Xingzhi's identity would be exposed, so he prepared a way out for him in advance.

In this way, even if Bo Xingzhi's identity was exposed, he would still hold a huge fortune.

Bo Yuanshan really planned everything for this illegitimate son.

"Heh." Sang Yuwan sneered, and his eyes gradually turned cold.