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

Sang Yuwan's heart was pounding and no matter how hard she breathed, she couldn't calm down.

After a few seconds of silence, she finally spoke, "What did the Second Master say to you?"

Shen Qianjie's voice trembled, "Second Master just said one thing, to find Director Sang."

Sang Yuwan's heart was beating wildly in her chest, and every beat hit her ribs heavily. The dull pain made her mouth almost dry.

She picked up the teacup and took two sips of hot tea.

"That's it."

Shen Qianjie replied, "Yes. That's all he said. Shen Yilin stopped him."

He paused, then continued, "Then, I heard the sound of a whip."

Sang Yuwan was suddenly frightened, her fingertips trembled, and the cup of water slipped out of her hand and fell on the carpet.

The lukewarm tea left an orange stain on the beige wool carpet.

Xian Si was shocked, "Madam, what's wrong?"

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath and said to Shen Qianjie, "What else did Shen Yilin say to you?"

Shen Qianjie said uneasily, "He asked me to tell you to meet at South City No. 1 Mansion at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Sang Yuwan frowned even deeper.

No. 1 Mansion, the owner of the property, has poor conduct.

After Bo Xingzhi's death, the property rights did not change.

Because she and Bo Xingzhi did not have a marriage certificate.

Legally, she was not his wife.

Shen Yilin chose to meet here, and no one knew what his intentions were.

Shen Qianjie became increasingly uneasy when he saw her silence, "Director Sang..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, and she took two deep breaths. Her delicate features were sharp and angular. "Tomorrow, you come with me."

"Yes." Shen Qianjie said firmly.

Sang Yuwan leaned back and asked coldly, "Anything else?"

Shen Qianjie replied, "No more."

Sang Yuwan slowly removed the phone from her ear and then hung up.

Xiansi brought a new cup and poured her another cup of hot tea.

Sang Yuwan's brows were furrowed and her eyes were half-closed.

Xian Si hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to ask, "Madam, what do you need me to do?"

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, his eyes widening slightly, "Villa 1308, what's the situation now?"

Xian Si clasped his hands together and lowered his head. "It's been very quiet in there, and no one has been coming in or out."

Sang Yuwan asked again, "Did Minglang contact you?"

Xian Si shook his head, "No."

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips, half-smiling, and said, "When he comes back, I will definitely teach him a lesson."

Xian Si looked slightly startled, took a deep breath, and asked doubtfully, "Madam, I feel like he and the Second Master are playing a big game together."

"They even hid it from me. Haha. Are they afraid that I will hold them back?" A mocking look appeared on Sang Yuwan's lips.

Xian Si said hurriedly, "No. They just don't want the lady to worry."

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "If you don't say anything, I'll be even more worried."

Xian Si bit the corner of his lip and said, "How about I go to the dark web and find someone to open my third eye."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, and she immediately rejected the idea, "It's just Shen Yilin, there's no need to be like this."

Xian Si's face turned pale, he lowered his head, and dared not speak again.

The air in the room suddenly became quiet.

The movement of the second hand of the antique wall clock is almost imperceptible. Only when you listen carefully can you catch the subtle and rhythmic ticking sound.

Fragments of time flow slowly in silence.

Sang Yuwan sat on the sofa for a while. The housekeeper stood at the door and asked her where she wanted to eat.

At this time, she had no appetite.

However, for the sake of the baby in my belly, I have to eat.

Maybe taking a walk downstairs could relieve the pressure in her heart. So she went to the restaurant on the first floor.

Perhaps because she was so used to Aunt Qiu's cooking, this meal was bland to her. She forced herself to finish half a bowl of rice before putting down her chopsticks.

Xian Si looked at it, worried.

When Sang Yuwan stood up to leave, she asked the housekeeper, "Has Miss Six eaten yet?"

The butler replied, "I have eaten. But not much."

Sang Yuwan paused for half a second and said to Xiansi, "Go, ask Xinglan to come and take a walk with me."

Xian Si was stunned for a moment and reminded her, "Madam, it's raining outside. Why don't you just move around indoors for a while?"

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and uttered a low, "Hmm."

The Bo family has many old houses.

The place where the head of the household lives is the main house.

Bo Yuanshan is a place of elegance and refinement, with everything you need including an activity room, a tea room, a Zen room, etc.

After Bo Xingzhi took over as the head of the family, he added an indoor tennis court, an indoor basketball court, and a well-equipped gym.

Sang Yuwan led Bo Xinglan into the activity room.

Xiansi turned on all the lights in the room first. It was bright.

Although Bo Xinglan is the sixth daughter of the Bo family, she has never been here before.

The central area of ​​the activity room is usually furnished with soft sofas and comfortable chairs around a low coffee table. The sofas are covered with cushions in harmonious colors, which are soft to the touch and look extremely warm.

Look carefully again.

There are several artistic paintings hanging on the wall, some of which are abstract color collisions, and some are delicate landscape depictions.

There may be some light decorations hanging on the ceiling, swaying gently with the breeze or occasional human movement, adding a bit of agility and interest.

When entering this world, people seem to feel more relaxed.

Sang Yuwan did not sit down immediately, but walked to the bookshelf in the corner, picked up a book and flipped through it casually.

My fingertips lightly touch the yellowed pages, and every turn is accompanied by a low and long "rustling" sound.

Seeing this, Bo Xinglan also picked up a book.

Unlike the books placed in the study, the books placed here are art books.

Although Bo Xinglan was not very interested, he did not find it too boring.

"Xinglan, I asked you to stay here. Aunt San didn't say anything, right?" Sang Yuwan suddenly spoke.

Bo Xinglan's face turned pale instantly, "She hasn't called me yet."

The air seemed to freeze, and even breathing became heavy and slow.

Sang Yuwan frowned, "She changed too quickly."

Bo Xinglan closed the book in her hand, pursed her lips, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Actually, ever since I had a miscarriage, she has been unwilling to pay attention to me."

She paused, then added, "Maybe she thinks I'm embarrassed."

The air, at that moment, seemed to solidify into a heavy substance, filled with an indescribable sadness. It no longer flowed lightly, but instead weighed heavily on every inch of space, making the very breath one could feel the bone-chilling chill.

Sang Yuwan's pupils shrank slightly, and she spoke slowly, "Xinglan, don't care about what others think. Just be brave and be yourself."

Bo Xinglan's heart tightened, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if they were frozen in time by an invisible force.

After a few minutes, she spoke, "Sister-in-law, I really admire you..."

The next second, the housekeeper appeared at the door, "Madam, the Third Madam is here, she wants to take the Sixth Miss back home."