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

Bo Yuheng's breath hitched as he stared intently at the soft, sweet little girl. Her eyes, big and watery like black grapes, blinked like stars in the sky.

More than fifty years later, the little girl who had inexplicably inspired his desire to protect her was now incredibly frail. Her lively eyes had become as dull as the beads of a dead fish.

What has she experienced in the past 30 years since she left the Bo family?

Bo Yuheng frowned deeply, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

"Second uncle, do you have anything to say to me?" Sang Yuwan's cold voice reached his ears.

Bo Yuheng's pupils shrank, and the mist in his eyes instantly froze into ice. A vein on his forehead throbbed, and he said grimly, "Tell them all to leave."

Fang Yi's heart skipped a beat, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, with an indescribable doubt hanging on her face, and her whole face looked distorted and complicated because of her inner confusion.

She took a deep breath and stared at Bo Yuheng fiercely, her chest heaving.

A look of surprise flashed across everyone's eyes.

What is going on today.

Sang Yuwan called them over and let them witness with their own eyes that Bo Yuanshan’s woman was kidnapped by Ning Xiner.

Afterwards, Ning Xiner was whipped.

Although her behavior was shocking, the words she said were extremely shocking.

Bo Qingmei and Bo Xingzhi look so much alike.

Anyone who sees it will suspect that she is Bo Xingzhi's biological mother.

Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan said with a cold look in her eyes, "All of you get out."

Everyone looked at each other and slowly walked out of the hall.

In the ancestral hall, only Bo Yuheng, Sang Yuwan, and a bodyguard from the Ming family were left.

Bo Yuheng stared at Bo Lanzhi's tablet, his eyes darkening. "Sang Yuwan, you already knew who she was, didn't you?"

Sang Yuwan's face was calm, and her voice was cold. "That's right."

Bo Yuheng laughed sinisterly. After a few seconds, his lowered eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness. "She is Bo Xingzhi's biological mother, isn't she?"

Sang Yuwan's heart trembled, but her expression remained calm. She looked at Bo Yuanshan's tablet and said coldly, "Second Uncle already has the answer, why ask me?"

Bo Yuheng turned his gaze to look at Bo Yuanshan's tablet, a sinister smile curling up at the corner of his lips, "Sang Yuwan, if I reveal Bo Xingzhi's background, I'm afraid your position as the head of this family will be in jeopardy."

A cold wind blew from somewhere, making it feel eerie.

The incense in the incense burner in front of Bo Yuanshan's tablet suddenly went out.

The air, filled with the smell of incense, became increasingly oppressive.

The slowly rising smoke carried an indescribable heaviness, as if even time had been slowed down, and every second seemed long and difficult.

The green smoke curled up like an invisible rope, binding silently.

"Second uncle, if you want to sit, I can give it to you." Sang Yuwan said sarcastically with a gleam in his eyes.

The muscles on Bo Yuheng's face seemed to lose control in an instant, solidifying into an expression that was neither surprise nor fear, but one of deep astonishment.

His brow furrowed, the lines on his forehead clearly visible, as if time had deliberately carved a mark of doubt and confusion into him at this moment. Even his breathing became rapid and shallow, his entire body seemingly enveloped by this sudden feeling of bewilderment, unable to move.

Sang Yuwan's lips curved upwards slightly, her tone calm and straightforward, without a trace of emotion, "Second Uncle, you can also go and expose it. You're not the only one who saw Bo Qingmei's face today. I'm sure they already have some suspicions in their minds."

Bo Yuheng's breathing suddenly sank, and his pair of sinister eyes were like a thousand-year-old cold pond.

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Second Uncle, do you have anything else to say?"

Bo Yuheng's eyes were cold and gloomy. "Give Bo Qingmei to me, and I will let you sit firmly on the throne of the head of the family from now on."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan let out a sneer, "Second Uncle, what you said is really interesting. She said that Xingzhi's biological mother is naturally my mother-in-law. I'm afraid it would be against filial piety if I handed her over to you."

Bo Yuheng's breath hitched, his face dark as the bottom of a pot. His knuckles cracked, and the veins on the back of his palms bulged, threatening to break. "You mean you don't agree?"

Sang Yuwan sneered, "That's right."

Bo Yuheng's face turned pale, and his chest rose and fell violently. "Sang Yuwan, aren't you afraid that I will reveal Bo Xingzhi's background?"

Sang Yuwan's pretty face was frost-covered, and her voice was chilling. "Second Uncle, Xingzhi is gone. How are you going to prove it?"

Bo Yuheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and there was unrestrained violence in his eyes.

Sang Yuwan's question really stumped him.

Even though Bo Xingzhi looks very much like Bo Qingmei, he is dead and a paternity test cannot be performed.

As long as he cannot provide reasonable and legal evidence, Sang Yuwan can sue him for malicious defamation.

Bo Yuheng's heart sank to the bottom.

Sang Yuwan continued, "Second Uncle, let's end the matter of Bo Qingmei here. Just pretend you've never seen her."

Bo Yuheng's pupils widened, he clenched his fists, and his whole body trembled.

Seeing that he remained silent, Sang Yuwan's face darkened and she walked forward. Her delicate features were covered with a layer of frost, revealing her indifference and harshness.

Bo Yuheng took a deep breath, his face gloomy, "Sang Yuwan, stop right there."

Sang Yuwan paused for a moment, without turning back, and said coldly, "Second Uncle, you called the head of the family by his name. I will punish you by making you kneel in the ancestral hall for the whole night."

Two balls of anger leaped out of Bo Yuheng's eyes, and his breathing was burning, "Sang Yuwan, you..."

Sang Yuwan interrupted ruthlessly, "Knowing your mistakes and not correcting them is a sin that is even more serious. Kneel until this time tomorrow."

"You..." Bo Yuheng was so angry that he vomited blood, and it felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

Sang Yuwan said nothing more and walked out with a dignified look.

creak-

The thick door of the ancestral hall was closed from the outside by someone else.

Bo Yuheng was so angry that he jumped up and down, "Sang Yuwan, you..."

With a "bang", Bo Xingzhi's tablet suddenly fell down and hit the incense burner in front.

Ashes flew everywhere.

The air is suffocating.

Bo Yuheng felt as if someone was choking him, making it difficult for him to breathe. His dark face gradually turned purple.

-

Sang Yuwan walked out of the ancestral hall gate, and Xiansi hurried over.

"Madam, Bo Qingmei has been sent to Lingtian Hospital."

"Yeah." Sang Yuwan pursed her thin lips and uttered a cold sound in her throat.

Xian Si asked again, "Madam, how should we deal with Ning Xin'er?"

Sang Yuwan responded as they walked, "Wait until her whiplash is stable and send her abroad immediately."

"Yes." Xian Si lowered his head.

hum-

Sang Yuwan's cell phone in her coat pocket vibrated rapidly.

She took it out and looked at it, and her steps stopped instantly.

Xiansi, who was walking behind her, almost bumped into her.

Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths, his face turned grim, and he pressed the answer button.