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

After days of welcoming and seeing off guests, Sang Yuwan was extremely exhausted.

If I stay up all night today, I'm afraid I'll be too haggard to be seen at the funeral tomorrow.

At this time, I have to thank Rong Zhi.

If it weren't for him, she would have to go to the funeral home and accompany Bo Xingzhi through his last night in this world.

Sang Yuwan lay down, the hot water flooded over her chest, her eyes slightly closed, her mind empty.

Warm water with essential oils added.

Sang Yuwan's eyelids grew heavy. Soon, she fell asleep and had a nightmare that she had long forgotten.

Abandoned classroom.

The six-year-old girl had her hands and feet bound, her mouth taped shut, and blood oozing from her forehead.

A biting cold wind blew in through the broken window, and the temperature dropped to freezing point.

The little girl was shivering with cold, her face as pale as paper, tears welling up from the corners of her eyes and slowly dripping down.

As time passed, her eyes were filled with deep despair.

Outside the window, snow suddenly began to fall. The air that rushed in condensed into ice.

The little girl's long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears froze in the corners of her eyes.

Breathing is getting weaker and weaker.

Just as she was about to close her eyes, she saw a blurry figure.

"Wanwan, here I come..."

Sang Yuwan's heart sank and she suddenly opened her eyes.

The heat spread, and I couldn't tell whether it was tears or mist at the corners of my eyes and eyebrows.

After a long while, she grabbed the edge of the bathtub, slowly stood up, and then put on a bathrobe.

After drying my hair and preparing to take a rest, my assistant Xian Si knocked on the door.

"Ma'am, something happened."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, and she said coldly, "Talk nicely."

Xian Si's forehead was sweating from nervousness. "Gu Jingheng's parents came over and said they want to ask you for an explanation."

Sang Yuwan was startled and lifted the quilt and stood up.

Maybe I got up too fast and felt dizzy.

Xian Si held her up.

After Gu Jingheng and Bo Xingzhi got into trouble, she handled the situation properly. Now that Gu Jingheng's parents dared to come to her house, there must be something wrong.

"Madam, how about letting the Second Master handle it?" Xian Si suggested.

Sang Yuwan took two deep breaths, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, "No need."

Xian Si was still uneasy. "Madam, they came with such a strong momentum. They must have known about the relationship between Master Bo and Secretary Gu. This matter is a bit shameful after all. Wouldn't it be better to let Second Master handle it?"

Sang Yuwan's pupils shrank slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "They are looking for me, not the Second Master."

Xian Si was stunned.

Sang Yuwan continued, "Let Minglang take them to the tea room east of the mourning hall."

"Yes." Xian Si's palms were covered in cold sweat.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Sang Yuwan appeared in front of Gu Jingheng's parents.

She was wearing a plain black dress, a black veil on her arm, and her long hair was tied up with a silver hairpin.

The temperament is cool and noble.

Minglang walked quickly to her side and said, "Madam, I'm sorry, but they insist on seeing you. They threatened to expose Mr. Bo's secret if you don't."

"Oh?" Sang Yuwan glanced at Gu Jingheng's parents, sat down, and raised the corners of her lips slightly. "I wonder what secrets my Master Bo has that made you two come here in the middle of the night."

Sang Yuwan's tone was calm, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and a murderous aura permeated the air.

Gu Jingheng's parents looked at each other with a somewhat flustered look.

"you say……"

"You are the head of the family, you say..."

Sang Yuwan raised her eyelids slightly, and said condescendingly, "You two, the Bo family is not a place you can just walk into. If you can't explain it, I'm afraid you two won't be able to bear the responsibility of causing trouble."

The cold voice was like ice hitting jade.

When Gu Jingheng's father heard this, he gritted his teeth and took something out of his pocket. His wrinkled hands were shaking violently.

"Mrs. Bo, this is the marriage certificate between Mr. Bo and my Jing Heng. They are the real couple..."

Minglang was shocked and took a breath of cold air.

He knew that Bo Xingzhi and Gu Jingheng were gay, but he didn't expect that they actually got a marriage certificate.

This was tantamount to adding another stab to Sang Yuwan's wound.

Minglang defended his master and scolded, "Nonsense..."

"Alang." Xiansi winked at him.

Minglang lowered his head, his chest heaving, as he digested the thought silently.

Sang Yuwan's expression was indifferent. She lowered her eyes nonchalantly, and raised the corners of her lips slightly. "Xian Si, bring it here, let me take a good look."

"Yes, Madam." Xian Si stepped forward and "snatched" the marriage certificate from Gu's father's hand.

"Hey, you..." Father Gu's expression froze and the muscles on his face contracted.

Mother Gu grabbed the hem of her clothes and opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Xian Si handed the marriage certificate to Sang Yuwan, "Here, Madam."

Sang Yuwan took it, and a huge wave rose in her heart, but it returned to calm in an instant.

Seeing this, Mother Gu gently nudged Father Gu with her elbow.

Father Gu understood and boldly said, "Mrs. Bo, we didn't come here today to embarrass you. After all, you are also a victim."

Sang Yuwan suddenly raised her eyes, her clear, dark eyes tinged with cruelty. "Tell me, how much do you want?"

At the negotiation table, she always insists on quick decisions.

What's more, the other party is Gu Jingheng's parents, and it would be disgusting to say a word to them.

When Father Gu saw the look she gave him, he inexplicably had an urge to almost kneel down.

He had heard his son talk about this woman before. She was ruthless and decisive. Employees of the Bo Group privately called her the "female devil."

This time, if they hadn't been instigated by someone, they would never have dared to come to her house.

Sang Yuwan stared at Father Gu, her thin lips curled slightly, as if she was smiling, "Xian Si."

Xiansi understood immediately, walked to Minglang and whispered in his ear.

Mingming nodded.

Gu Jingheng's parents were startled and had an inexplicable ominous premonition.

Two minutes passed.

Father Gu gritted his teeth, his body tensed, the veins on his neck bulging, "Madam Bo, we don't want more, this is the amount."

As he finished speaking, he raised his right arm and spread out his five fingers.

Sang Yuwan sat quietly, a sneer on his lips, "How much do you want? Just tell me directly."

Gu Jingheng's parents didn't expect her to be so easy to talk to, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Father Gu made up his mind and said, "Fifty million."

Mother Gu was stunned, "You..."

Their original plan was to get five million.

"Don't talk." Father Gu glared at her fiercely.

Mother Gu then pursed her lips and curled up her toes.

Sang Yuwan glanced at the two of them, her lips curved deeper, "Add another zero."

Gu Jingheng's parents were so shocked that they opened their mouths wide and were speechless.

Five hundred million.

They could never spend all that money in their lifetime.

Minglang walked over and handed Sang Yuwan a lighter that looked like a signature pen.

Gu Jingheng's parents were immersed in great joy, thinking that they could sign and get the money immediately.

Sang Yuwan's dark eyes were like a clear pond, incredibly pure and tranquil. "Why, you don't dare to ask for it?"