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

"You should think about yourself."

Sang Yuwan's tone was cold and his expression was dignified.

The servants quickly brought the family rules.

Seeing this, Bo Yuheng and his group looked at each other and began to whisper.

"It seems like something big has happened."

"Who is that woman Ning Xin'er is tying up? Why have I never seen her before?"

"She looks sick and seems to be dying soon..."

"Shut up, all of you!" Bo Yuheng roared at everyone.

Everyone looked at each other and suddenly stopped talking.

Fang Yi noticed that Bo Yuheng was not feeling well. Frowning slightly, she whispered, "Master, the doctor told you not to get too excited..."

Bo Yuheng was released on bail not long ago, all thanks to Mr. Shen's connections.

Hearing this, his face turned pale, and he glanced at Fang Yi coldly, with his temples bulging.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Fang Yi silently looked at Bo Qingmei who was sitting against the pillar.

My eyelids suddenly twitched. It seemed like I had seen this woman somewhere before.

I thought about it carefully, but I couldn’t remember.

At this time, Sang Yuwan walked to the ancestral tablet, paused, turned around and looked at everyone.

"Ning Xiner, as an outsider, dared to cause trouble in my Bo family's ancestral hall. What do you think? Should she be punished?"

When Ning Xiner heard this, she curled her lips nonchalantly, with a scornful smile in her eyes.

Everyone didn't know what to say and looked at Bo Yuheng.

Bo Yuheng took a deep breath, his face darkening. He was silent for a few seconds before speaking slowly, his voice grave. "You deserve to be punished."

A look of surprise flashed across everyone's eyes.

It's rare that Bo Yuheng and Sang Yuwan can reach a consensus.

Fang Yi looked at Bo Qingmei sitting on the ground, and suddenly a cloud of doubt arose in her heart.

Who is this woman?

Sang Yuwan's expression froze when she heard this, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were cold and sharp. She glanced at Ning Xiner coldly and said to the servant holding the family law, "Follow the family law."

"Yes, Master." The servant responded and then flicked the whip in his hand.

Snapped--

The long whip pierced the air, making a crackling sound.

Not only Ning Xiner, but some people from the second and third rooms were all frightened and broke out in cold sweats.

Ning Wanzhen's face turned pale, and her lips trembled, "Master, please show mercy."

Ning Xiner bit her lip, her eyes fixed with anger as she stared at the shiny whip in the servant's hand.

The whip looks smooth, but it is actually covered with barbs.

Her heart trembled inexplicably.

Sang Yuwan's expression was cold as she responded to Ning Wanzhen, "Ning Xiner kidnapped someone without permission. This is extremely evil. She cannot be spared, both legally and morally."

Ning Wanzhen raised her eyes, her eyes red. "Do you have to be so heartless?" Her eyes trembled, and she added, "You don't even have the slightest bit of mercy for me?"

A sinister light flashed across Ning Xiner's eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Bo Yuheng's eyes darkened and became gloomy.

The others all looked like they were enjoying the show.

Sang Yuwan lowered her eyelids slightly, looking at Ning Wanzhen kneeling on the futon, and said coldly, "Which is more important, face or human life?"

Ning Wanzhen clenched her fingers, her lips turning purple. "If that's the case, then punish me too. Xin'er is my niece, and she's been willful and reckless. I've failed in my duty to discipline her."

Sang Yuwan's face darkened and he said in a more serious tone, "It's not your responsibility, why are you forcing yourself to take it on yourself?"

Ning Wanzhen's chest heaved, her voice a little hoarse. "You don't have to pretend to defend me. Come on. Flog me as much as you want to flog Xin'er."

Everyone was watching the show, with sarcastic smiles in their eyes and eyebrows.

Sang Yuwan and Ning Wanzhen are both from the eldest wife's family. The more violent the quarrel, the happier these people will be.

Bo Yuheng, however, had a gloomy face and his eyes were always on Bo Qingmei's face.

Fang Yi noticed it and pressed her fingertips hard against the palm of her hand.

No matter how slow her reaction was, she could tell that Bo Yuheng had some unusual feelings for Bo Qingmei.

She couldn't lose her temper in front of everyone, so she could only suppress the emotions that were surging up in her.

Inside the ancestral hall, the air was thick with the smoke of incense, and wisps of white smoke drifted everywhere. The air became increasingly solemn.

A cold glint flashed in Sang Yuwan's eyes. She looked at Ning Xiner and said sternly, "Ning Xiner, you have committed a crime in the Bo family. You will be punished according to the Bo family rules."

Ning Xiner said with an arrogant expression, "You keep saying I've done something wrong. But what exactly did I do wrong?"

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "You kidnapped others..."

"Hmph." Ning Xiner snorted coldly and interrupted. Then, she curled her lips and said, "Isn't this woman someone else?"

Ning Wanzhen's face turned pale instantly. She opened her mouth, but only uttered, "Xin'er..."

When Bo Yuheng heard this, his chest heaved heavily, and the line of his lips almost became a straight line.

Fang Yi had been staring at him, and seeing this, she bit her lip in anger. A woman's natural jealousy made her lose her mind. Before Sang Yuwan could say anything, she spoke first, "This woman is not someone else, could she be a member of the Bo family?"

Bo Yuheng's face instantly darkened like the bottom of a pot. He turned his gaze and cursed, "Shut up right there. You have no right to speak here."

Fang Yi's eyes suddenly flushed red, and her throat hardened. She stared wide-eyed, filled with pent-up anger.

Sang Yuwan glanced at the two of them and said coldly, "Be quiet."

Although she was a generation younger than them, her demeanor and bearing were far superior to theirs.

Fang Yi lowered her head and dared not say anything more.

Bo Yuheng's face darkened, and the veins on the back of his hands gradually became prominent.

He looked at Bo Qingmei, and a creepy red appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Sang Yuwan's expression froze, and she spoke again, "Ning Xiner, in front of the Bo family's ancestors, please repeat what you just said."

Ning Wanzhen's face turned pale as frost, and she swallowed hard, "Xin'er, I've been married to the Bo family for so many years, but I never knew there was such a person in the Bo family." After a pause, she reminded him, "Don't talk nonsense in front of the ancestors of the Bo family."

When Fang Yi saw Ning Wanzhen's denial, her suspicions grew even greater.

Could this woman be the mistress of one of the three brothers of the Bo family?

Bo Yuheng is so nervous, could she be his woman?

She then thought about it.

If this woman was really Bo Yuheng's former lover, Ning Wanzhen would not have to defend her.

Fang Yi's heart skipped a beat and her eyes suddenly widened.

This woman is most likely Bo Yuanshan’s lover.

Fang Yi couldn't help but sneer in her heart, and the look she gave Ning Wanzhen was filled with a hint of sarcasm and sympathy.

She held her breath, waiting for Ning Xiner to speak.

Everyone in the ancestral hall was waiting for Ning Xiner to speak.

Ning Xiner raised the corners of her mouth and raised her eyebrows proudly, "Aunt, this woman was sent away by your uncle a month before you and he got married. Of course you haven't seen her."