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

"Yes." The man in black responded and left in a hurry.

Sang Yuwan felt like sitting on pins and needles, her heart in her throat.

Rong Zhi said gently, "Don't panic. Ming Zhan will be fine."

Sang Yuwan unconsciously twisted her hands together, her knuckles turning slightly white from the strain. Her breathing became rapid and shallow, her chest rising and falling slightly with each inhale, as if she were engaged in a silent struggle.

At this time, no matter how Rong Zhi comforted her, he could not relieve her inner tension and anxiety.

Soon, a man in black came in dragging a woman wearing a black hood.

Even though his face was covered by a hood, Sang Yuwan still recognized him at a glance.

The rage suppressed in her heart suddenly burst out with a fiery and unstoppable force.

Her brows were furrowed, and it seemed as if a storm could be trapped between them. "Mingmei, you are so brave."

The man in black took off the woman's hood, revealing a frightened face.

She looked at Sang Yuwan, tears welling up in her eyes but not falling.

"What did I do..."

Sang Yuwan asked angrily, "Where is Ming Zhan?"

Mingmei's eyes flickered, quickly scanning the surroundings, then hastily looking away. She lowered her head, afraid to meet Sang Yuwan's gaze.

The bright light fell on her face, making it look even paler.

She took two deep breaths, her neck stiffening, "I don't know..."

Sang Yuwan grabbed the teacup in front of her and threw it at her, "You still say you don't know."

boom--

Snapped--

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces in an instant.

Mingmei's body was covered with water stains. She shook violently and took two steps back.

The pain of the falling teacup could not hide the panic in her heart.

The deafening gunshot seemed to come to my ears again.

She lowered her head, pressed her fingertips hard against her palms, and trembled all over.

"I really do not know……"

Seeing that she still refused to confess, Sang Yuwan shouted at the man in black, "Beat her hard until she opens her mouth."

"Yes." The man in black responded and took action immediately.

He pulled out a thin silver whip from his waist and took three steps back.

"Snap!" A crisp and loud whip sound broke the silence. The whip shot out like a snake and landed accurately on Mingmei's back.

Whip marks quickly appeared, spreading across his back like crimson vines, and blood soaked through his clothes.

A faint smell of blood quickly spread in the condensed air.

Mingmei's body trembled violently, the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously, and a muffled groan squeezed out from the depths of her throat, a moan of pain and endurance.

The man in black raised the silver whip in his hand again without waiting for her to say anything.

In that attack just now, he only used 20% of his strength.

If he used all his strength on a woman like Mingmei, she would be half dead.

"Sister Wan, I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything..."

Mingmei fell to her knees with a thud, and the bloodstains on her back were shocking.

Seeing this, Sang Yuwan didn't feel a bit of heartache, but became even angrier, wishing she could end her life with her own hands.

"Mingmei, if you dare to tell a lie, I will beat you to death today."

Mingmei swallowed hard, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling, "Sister Wan, I dare not lie, please don't hit me..."

Sang Yuwan's chest heaved as he angrily said, "Speak."

Ming Mei took a deep breath, then raised her head in panic, "Young Master Shen asked me to devise a plan to get my second brother out of the Ming family, and then... and then..."

Rong Zhi interrupted, "Ming Mei, you're quite capable. You were able to actually call the Second Young Master Ming away from the Ming family."

Sang Yuwan's eyes grew darker, and a layer of frost covered her pretty face.

Mingmei lowered her head again and squeezed out a sentence from between her trembling teeth, "I lied to him. You were taken away by Young Master Shen..."

"Mingmei!" Sang Yuwan was so angry that she was shaking all over.

Rong Zhi hurriedly patted her back, "Listen to what she has to say, it's not too late to get angry."

Sang Yuwan's lips were pressed into a tight line, as if she was suppressing the rage that was about to burst forth with all her might. Her breathing became rapid and heavy, and each inhalation and exhalation was like a storm stirring within her chest, causing it to rise and fall violently.

Rong Zhi turned his gaze and glared coldly at Ming Mei who was kneeling on the ground, "Go on."

Mingmei saw that things had come to this point. If she didn't explain clearly, they might really take her life.

She swallowed, her voice suddenly hoarse, "At that time, Bo Xinglan was also there. I lied to my second brother and said that Master Shen said that if he wanted to save you, he could use Bo Xinglan in exchange."

"Xinglan?" Sang Yuwan's eyes were as sharp as blades, with blazing flames dancing in his pupils.

Rong Zhi continued to stroke her back, his warm palm rubbing with an almost imperceptible force, and every touch seemed to weave silent comfort and warmth.

The warmth from his palm was like an invisible current, seeping into Sang Yuwan's skin and reaching her heart. Her tense body relaxed a little.

Rong Zhi looked at Ming Mei with a cold and sharp look in his eyes. "Go on."

"Oh, oh..." Mingmei cried out, her voice swirling in her throat, as if tightly bound by invisible chains, and every word she uttered was accompanied by a slight tremor.

"My second brother and I left the Ming family and got into a black SUV. He never imagined that the driver would be Young Master Shen..."

Sang Yuwan's heart trembled, and her heart throbbed with pain. The indescribable pain was like a huge rock pressing down on her chest, making breathing extremely difficult.

Mingmei was filled with fear, tears welling up in her eyes, overflowing from time to time and slowly sliding down her cheeks, interweaving with her sobs to form a silent sad song.

"After getting in the car, my second brother slapped me..."

She slowly raised her head, allowing Sang Yuwan and Rong Zhi to see her face clearly to prove that she was not lying.

Sang Yuwan was silent, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Rong Zhi's cold eyes seemed to be icy, "And then?"

Mingmei sniffed, and tears fell like beads from a broken string, hitting the ground and breaking down her psychological defenses.

"Then, Young Master Shen and my second brother got out of the car and started fighting. I took advantage of their inattention and drove away..."

Rong Zhi asked her, "Where did they get off?"

Mingmei shook her head and choked up, "I don't know exactly where it is, I only know that I've passed South City..."

Sang Yuwan said nothing, her lips pressed tightly into a straight line, and her chest rose and fell violently with every breath.

Mingmei bit the corner of her lip and lowered her head again. She took two deep breaths before mustering the courage to speak.

"I hadn't driven the car far when I heard gunshots..."

Sang Yuwan's heart beat faster and blood rushed through his veins.

The air around seemed to become heavy because of this emotion, and even breathing became difficult.

Mingmei's words rolled in her throat, but she couldn't find a way out. They only turned into low, dangerous gasps. She lowered her head and squeezed out a few words between her teeth, "I don't know who was shot..."