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

Ning Wanzhen's blood almost froze and she was completely stunned.

She froze for a few seconds, her whole body trembling. Her lips were almost transparent white. "Xin'er, you..."

Ning Xiner stared at Bo Qingmei without blinking, her eyes cold and cruel. "This face is almost identical to my cousin's. What does this mean? Do I need to say more?"

Everyone's expression froze, not knowing how to react.

Bo Yuheng's pupils shrank and the muscles on his face contracted.

Then, his breathing became rapid and heavy, and each breath was like the hum before the storm, foreshadowing the coming storm.

His eyes darkened, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if ready to transform this invisible anger into tangible power at any moment.

After a moment of silence, he snatched the whip from the servant's hand and swung it straight at Ning Xiner.

Bo Yuheng struck with extreme ruthlessness, the whip's crack accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind. The force was so great that the very air seemed to tremble.

The sound of flesh being torn mixed with the muffled groan he emitted almost simultaneously, creating a cruel picture.

Ning Xiner's pain quickly spread throughout her body. She involuntarily arched her body, her forehead instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and her face turned pale as paper. "Ah!!!"

The onlookers all felt an inexplicable sharp pain shooting up their spines, as if a raging fire had ignited their skin. The searing pain made her scream.

They all gasped.

Ning Wanzhen broke out in a cold sweat and her heart was beating fast.

After all, Ning Xiner was her niece. No matter how wrong she was, she was the only one who could teach her a lesson.

Bo Yuheng's whip made her angry and hateful.

She looked at Sang Yuwan, her voice hoarse from anger, "Who is the head of the family?"

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Shouldn't Ning Xiner be beaten?"

Ning Xiner was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes. She sniffed hard and bit her hard, "Sang Yuwan, in front of all the ancestors of the Bo family, how dare you say that what I said is not true?"

She turned her gaze and looked up, glaring at Bo Yuheng, "You're so furious, could it be that you and Bo Qingmei are in a relationship?"

This statement shocked everyone.

Thunder exploded in the hall of the ancestral hall.

Everyone's expression froze again.

Fang Yi's face suddenly changed, red and white, and her brows were so gloomy that tears seemed to be dripping out.

The veins on Bo Yuheng's forehead suddenly bulged, his face became gloomy, and he swung the whip in his hand towards Ning Xiner again.

"stop."

As Sang Yuwan finished speaking, the Ming family bodyguard beside her snatched the whip from Bo Yuheng's hand.

Bo Yuheng's aura was gloomy, like a thick black cloud. He said to Sang Yuwan, "You're pregnant, and you don't want to get bloodied. I'll teach you a lesson."

Sang Yuwan's lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm. "Those who know me think that Second Uncle is thinking about me. Those who don't know me think that Second Uncle is trying to interfere."

Bo Yuheng's eyes were filled with resentment, "You ungrateful thing."

Sang Yuwan opened her lips slightly and uttered a cold voice, "Second Uncle, please respect yourself."

Bo Yuheng's eyes darkened. "Stop talking nonsense. Did you call us here just to listen to her nonsense?"

Ning Xiner gnashed her teeth when she heard this, "I'm not talking nonsense."

Bo Yuheng glanced at her sideways and said cruelly, "Say it again and I'll see."

Ning Xiner's back felt burning with pain, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her clenched palms.

"Bah." She spat at Bo Yuheng.

Bo Yuheng was about to scold her again, but Sang Yuwan spoke up, "Shut up, both of you."

Dressed in a professional suit, she looked incredibly dignified. Her dark eyes held a cold, serene light. She turned her gaze to Bo Qingmei and spoke again, each word clearly, "Instead of asking others to prove your identity, why not introduce yourself?"

Bo Qingmei's face was as pale as paper. She covered her chest with one hand, coughed a few times, and her eyes were red.

Everyone's eyes fell on her.

There is inquiry.

There is resentment.

There is contempt.

And nervous.

Amidst the smoke of incense, there was a faint smell of blood.

The air was cold and silent for a few seconds before Bo Qingmei's lips trembled slightly as she slowly spoke, "Ning Xiner is right. I am indeed Bo Yuanshan's woman."

When Bo Yuheng heard this, his face turned as dark as if he had swallowed a fly.

Fang Yi was stunned for a second, then curled her lips in a clear expression of disdain. She even glanced at Ning Wanzhen with a hint of sympathy, wanting to make a sarcastic remark. But the words reached her lips, she hesitated, and swallowed them back.

The other people from the second and third rooms had complicated expressions.

Most people are still in a state of watching the show.

Ning Xiner felt the pain in her back subside a lot when she heard this. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Sang Yuwan, what else do you have to say now?"

Sang Yuwan's expression was calm as she slowly spoke to Bo Qingmei, "Anything else?"

Bo Qingmei's body trembled slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse. "Apart from this, I have no other connection with the Bo family."

When Bo Yuheng heard this, his entire face fell into darkness. His tightly furrowed brows seemed to relax a little.

Fang Yi couldn't help but frown and said, "Is there really nothing else involved?"

Bo Yuheng glared at her fiercely.

Fang Yi's pupils shrank and she pursed her lips.

Ning Wanzhen's tense nerves suddenly snapped, her vision went dark, and she collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Sang Yuwan immediately had her sent to the hospital.

The biggest victim in today's scene is undoubtedly Ning Wanzhen.

Sang Yuwan didn't sympathize with her at all.

If she had followed the advice and sent Ning Xiner away earlier, this incident would not have happened.

Sang Yuwan knows that truth will come out sooner or later.

As long as Bo Qingmei is alive, Bo Xingzhi's life experience will be exposed.

Instead of being on guard, it is better to take the initiative.

Even so, her position may be shaken.

Bo Qingmei watched Ning Wanzhen being carried out, her eyes becoming increasingly red, the corners of her lips trembling slightly as she spoke in a low voice, "My involvement with Bo Yuanshan has made me regret for the rest of my life."

She curled the corners of her lips slightly, her smile sad, "I don't want to have anything to do with the Bo family."

Fang Yi gritted her teeth, "If you don't want to be involved with the Bo family, why are you here?"

Bo Qingmei smiled faintly. Her face and lips were cold and pale, and even her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the redness in her eyes was getting heavier. "I think you should ask Miss Ning about this."

Fang Yi choked, "You..."

Sang Yuwan interrupted, "Ning Xiner, do you have anything else to say?"

Ning Xiner's eyes darkened, and the corners of her eyes turned crimson. She tugged at Bo Qingmei's arm, "You're a member of the Bo family, why didn't you say a word?"

Bo Qingmei's heart felt like it was being torn apart. The pain was so severe that she couldn't breathe. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably. "The Bo family already has a family tree. If I'm really a member of the Bo family, my name should be on it."