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

Sang Yuwan immediately stood up and pressed the answer button.

"Madam." The quick and nervous voice was like the thunder rolling in the sky before a sudden rain, rumbling and shaking every inch of the air.

"Where?" Sang Yuwan frowned slightly, her face calm. Her cold voice exuded authority and power.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I'm safe now." Minglang answered the question irrelevantly.

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened slightly, the corners of his mouth pursed tightly, and a low sound came out of his throat, "Hmm."

Minglang added, "Madam, Qinghe Garden has been a bit noisy lately, and it's not suitable for rest."

Sang Yuwan nodded silently, "Okay."

He Qiaoling held her breath.

Fang Yi looked at her with disdain and sneered softly, "People from the second house just like to be so sneaky."

He Qiaoling's lungs nearly burst when she heard this. "You guys are the ones doing this in secret."

Fang Yi's eyes flickered, and she snorted coldly, "Hmph. You'll be in trouble later."

He Qiaoling was so angry that her heart beat faster and her face turned red and white, "You..."

Fang Yi rolled her eyes at her smugly.

Sang Yuwan hung up the phone and slowly turned around.

She stood against the light, her face half hidden behind the light, looking even more majestic.

He Qiaoling couldn't help but breathe hard and her face turned pale.

Perhaps she felt a little guilty, she looked at Sang Yuwan with inexplicable fear.

Although Fang Yi was also a little nervous, she appeared calmer than her.

Sang Yuwan glanced at the two of them with a cold look in her eyes, "Aunt San, continue."

"Yes." Fang Yi responded and looked at He Qiaoling, "Second sister-in-law, do you have any explanation for what I just said?"

He Qiaoling's eyelids twitched, and two balls of anger jumped in her eyes. "What do I have to explain?"

She turned her gaze and spoke to Sang Yuwan, "Does the Patriarch always act based on one side of the story?"

Sang Yuwan walked briskly to the sofa, sat down, and leaned back. He raised his eyelids slightly and gave her a mysterious look. "Of course."

He Qiaoling loosened her clenched fingers slightly and continued, "Fang Yi said that I tipped off Master Shen. Where's the evidence?"

Sang Yuwan raised her eyebrows slightly, a sneer playing on the corner of her mouth, "Second Aunt is right, everything should be based on evidence."

He Qiaoling suppressed her panic and looked at Fang Yi, her anger increasing. "If you can't produce evidence today, it will be a malicious frame-up."

Fang Yi laughed softly, her voice thin as a thread, yet clearly conveying a sense of contempt and ridicule. This laughter gently echoed in the air, like a sharp blade, silently cutting through the surrounding atmosphere.

He Qiaoling's heart tightened. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out. It was as if an invisible force was strangling her throat. She was extremely panicked.

Sang Yuwan frowned, her patience running out. "Stop talking nonsense. Let's get started."

Fang Yi stared at He Qiaoling, her gaze terrifying. "Master, I, Xiaowu, the second wife's humble servant, can testify that my second brother has always been in contact with Master Shen."

He Qiaoling's breathing became rapid and shallow, as if there was not enough oxygen in the air, forcing her to open her mouth frequently.

"Xiao Wu?" Sang Yuwan was slightly stunned. "He is a servant of the second house. Why would he testify for you?"

Fang Yi hesitated for half a second and then spoke slowly, "Xiao Wu is actually Big Brother's man."

He Qiaoling's face suddenly changed, and she was so shocked that she seemed to have lost her soul.

Fang Yi raised her eyebrows proudly, "Big Brother has always been wary of the second and third houses, and has planted many spies among the servants of the second and third houses."

When Sang Yuwan heard this, the corners of her thin lips twitched slightly.

He Qiaoling took two deep breaths, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and her fingertips felt a touch of coldness.

Bo Yuanshan's strategies and tactics are beyond the reach of Bo Yuheng and Bo Hanshan combined.

For so many years, he has suppressed the second and third wives in every way.

If there was any slight movement in the second and third houses, Bo Yuanshan would soon find out.

After so many times, Bo Yuheng and Bo Hanshan became less cautious about acting rashly.

It was not until Bo Yuanshan died four years ago that they slowly began to take action.

Unexpectedly, Bo Yuanshan actually placed spies in the second and third rooms.

No wonder every time Bo Yuheng and Bo Hanshan were about to succeed in seizing the throne, they would fail in the end.

He Qiaoling's heartbeat quickened, each beat like a restless drumbeat in her chest, jarringly inconsistent with the tranquil atmosphere around her. Her breathing became heavy and rapid.

She took two deep breaths and spoke in a hoarse voice, "How do you know that Xiaowu is the spy planted by Big Brother in the Second House?"

Fang Yi's lips curled up slightly, her eyes narrowed to a line, and her face was filled with an irrepressible smugness. Her teeth were slightly exposed, and a laugh followed.

She turned her gaze and looked at Sang Yuwan, "Such an important matter, of course only the head of the family knows."

Sang Yuwan's expression was calm, like a pool of tranquil autumn water, unperturbed. Her deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, yet they maintained a detached tranquility.

He Qiaoling's head buzzed and her mind went blank in an instant.

The air in the hall suddenly became quiet and silent.

He Qiaoling looked at Sang Yuwan, her eyes wide in disbelief. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat as she suddenly realized, "Master, it's you..."

Sang Yuwan's expression was cold and silent, and she opened her thin lips slightly, "Yes, I was the one who informed the third house about this."

He Qiaoling suddenly realized what was going on. She raised her hand and pointed at Fang Yi, her arm trembling slightly. "You...you...actually..."

Fang Yi was very proud. "Second sister-in-law, he who knows the current situation is a hero. My master and I have figured it out long ago. Only you are stubborn and still want to seize power."

He Qiaoling tried hard to concentrate, but she found herself floating on a vast ocean, surrounded by endless waves. She was just a lone boat with nowhere to dock.

She wanted to call Bo Yuheng, but it was obviously impossible under the current circumstances.

Sang Yuwan pinched her sore nose bridge and spoke again, "Second Aunt, I originally gave you the second room a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

He Qiaoling opened her mouth, but something seemed to be pressing on her throat and she couldn't make a sound.

Sang Yuwan continued, "This time, in order to collude with Shen Yilin, you actually plotted against your own niece."

Fang Yi's face flushed crimson, and anger returned to her eyes. "He Qiaoling, you have such cruel hearts. You actually wanted to give Xing Lan as a gift to Master Shen. You have a child of your own, how could you have the heart to do such a thing?"

He Qiaoling's fingers unconsciously intertwined together, her knuckles turning slightly white due to the force, revealing her inner tension and anxiety.

There are some things that she doesn't need to explain, as Sang Yuwan must have already investigated them clearly.

She took two deep breaths and said with a stiff upper lip, "This was all done by my master. I was just..."