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

Thirty-four years.

Bo Yuanshan invested the first sum of money in the small treasury.

five million.

The money was then invested in Jiangnan Real Estate.

The investor is: Mei Qing.

The corners of Sang Yuwan's mouth twitched slightly.

Mei Qing.

Light eyebrows.

Without any verification, she could be sure that Mei Qing was Bo Qingmei's pseudonym.

When Bo Yuanshan married Ning Wanzhen, Bo Qingmei disappeared from the Bo family.

From then on, all information about her was completely deleted.

It was as if she had never come into this world.

Who could have imagined that Bo Yuanshan would secretly hide her in order to be able to stay with her forever.

At the same time, he made a detailed plan and implemented it step by step.

Sang Yuwan continued to read, her lips tightly pursed, her face as solemn as stone.

The documents Bo Qingmei sent to her were incomplete.

Probably only one-third.

But even so.

The final balance of the small treasury has reached 200 million yuan.

Sang Yuwan frowned, his pupils were dark, and a layer of frost covered his face.

hum-

The phone on the desk suddenly vibrated.

Her eyes darkened as she gathered the papers scattered on the coffee table. She clutched them tightly, took a deep breath, and walked to her desk.

I picked up the phone and was about to answer it.

But the other party suddenly hung up the phone.

Sang Yuwan's lips were straightened, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she looked solemn.

She didn't call back, but put down the phone silently.

After a few minutes.

She locked the documents that Bo Qingmei had delivered to her in a password cabinet.

Xian Si came in and took away the courier box and the scraps of paper. She was about to reach the office door when Sang Yuwan suddenly called her, "Is Minglang back?"

"I didn't see him." Xian Si was stunned for a moment, "Madam, do you want to call him?"

Sang Yuwan said, "No need." After a pause, he gave another instruction, "If you see him, ask him to come in immediately."

"Yes." Xian Si nodded.

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at noon.

Minglang still did not appear.

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

After a few seconds of sadness, she began to call Minglang.

"Beep beep..."

A cold mechanical sound.

Second call.

"Hello, the number you dialed is turned off. Please call again later."

This time, it was a ruthless, robotic female voice.

Sang Yuwan's brows drooped, and she pulled the phone from her ear. Then, she turned on the phone's location tracking function.

Minglang's mobile phone is equipped with positioning.

Once opened.

The signal shows the location.

It turned out to be Qinghe Garden.

Sang Yuwan was horrified and his face turned pale.

She covered her chest and took deep breaths, trying to calm down as quickly as possible.

Minglang lost contact, but the cell phone signal appeared in Qingheyuan.

She could think of only one possibility.

Something happened to him.

Sang Yuwan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

I shouldn't have let him go to Villa 1308.

She knew exactly who lived in Room 1308.

Shen Yilin would definitely guess that she would take action against the people in 1308.

He must have been prepared.

If Minglang goes there, he might be harmed by Shen Yilin.

Sang Yuwan's breathing was rapid and irregular, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't calm down.

She hesitated whether to go to Qinghe Garden to take a look.

I thought about it for a few minutes.

She gave up.

Shen Yilin waited patiently for his opportunity. Even someone as skilled as Minglang was caught by him.

If she goes, the result will be the same as Minglang's.

Xian Si came in carrying a thermal lunch box, "Madam, it's time to eat."

Sang Yuwan glanced at her and asked, "Did it come from home?"

Xian Si responded, "Ming Lang didn't go to pick up the food today, so I asked the cafeteria downstairs to stir-fry it for me."

Sang Yuwan's heart sank little by little.

Xian Si saw that her face was a little solemn, and she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. "Madam, what's wrong?"

Sang Yuwan sat in the big chair without moving, "Is the Second Master back?"

Xian Si was stunned. "I don't know?"

Sang Yuwan felt a sudden panic for no reason and her face turned pale.

Xian Si's heart tightened, and he quickly put down the lunch box and walked quickly to her. "Madam, are you feeling unwell? I'll call Doctor Jiang right away."

Sang Yuwan covered her pounding chest with one hand and gently waved the other, "Call the Second Master and ask him where he is now?"

Xiansi immediately took out her cell phone and started calling Rongzhi.

I called three times in a row, but no one answered.

"Madam, he didn't answer." Xian Si said anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan's expression suddenly changed. Her lips tightened, and her brows furrowed tightly. Beads of sweat formed on her clenched palms.

Xian Si hurriedly poured her a glass of warm water and suggested again, "Madam, I will take you to the hospital."

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath and drank two sips of water, his chest heaving. "Qingheyuan's surveillance video, can you go in?"

Xian Si nodded, "You can get in. Ming Lang told me the password before."

Sang Yuwan suppressed her panic, her expression stern, and said coldly, "Get me all the surveillance footage from three hours ago."

At the end, she emphasized, "Especially the one in Villa 1308."

After she finished speaking, she stood up.

Xian Si had already guessed what had happened. He took a deep breath, walked up to her, and bent down to tap on Sang Yuwan's computer keyboard.

Soon, the surveillance video of Qingheyuan appeared on the computer screen.

Xian Si searched but did not find any surveillance video of Villa 1308.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Strange, isn't there a surveillance camera installed at the door of this house?"

Sang Yuwan's heart sank and his expression became even more solemn.

Xiansi held his breath and searched carefully, picture by picture.

All surveillance around 1308 seems to be ineffective.

Xian Si looked incredulous, "Madam, this..."

A thin layer of ice covered Sang Yuwan's eyes, and her gaze was cold. "Something happened."

Xian Si was horrified, "Madam, you mean Ming Lang..."

Sang Yuwan stared at the computer screen, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, "This Shen Yilin, I really underestimated him."

Xian Si's face changed, and his breathing became a little disordered. He slowed down and spoke again, "Madam, I'll call the Second Master."

Shen Yilin is insidious and vicious. Sang Yuwan is pregnant and no accidents can happen.

If Minglang really fell into Shen Yilin's hands, the only person who could go to rescue him would be Rongzhi.

Xian Si was extremely anxious and called Rong Zhi again without waiting for Sang Yuwan's reply.

Sang Yuwan pulled out the chair and sat down again.

She clicked the mouse and the surveillance footage began to scroll.

Suddenly, Bo Xingzhi's Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared on the surveillance screen.