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Although it was captured by surveillance cameras, it's not very clear.

But Jiang Mian probably developed some kind of muscle memory over two lifetimes.

I recognized Lu Bozhou at a glance.

"I just think he looks familiar." Gong Yan wasn't sure, since she wasn't that familiar with Lu Bozhou's appearance.

But Jiang Mian recognized it at a glance.

Gong Yan felt it was almost certainly true. "Are you sure?"

Gong Yan asked a question.

Jiang Mian was stunned. "He..."

The surveillance ended there, making it impossible to determine the person's exact fate.

"Are you sure?" Gong Yan asked again.

Jiang Mian snapped out of her daze, "I..."

She wasn't entirely sure, and deep down she hoped it wasn't him.

Gong Yan said, "You'd better be sure. If Lu Bozhou dies, I can start preparing for you. I've read your prenuptial agreement, and it doesn't contain any clauses about inheritance."

“If he dies, as his current spouse, you will participate in the distribution of his estate and will have the highest percentage,” Gong Yan said.

Jiang Mian was completely dumbfounded.

Gong Yan was truly calm; she was able to think about the distribution of the inheritance immediately.

It was probably upon hearing the word 'heritage' that Jiang Mian seemed to be suddenly awakened.

She suddenly felt a pang of panic, and her tongue felt numb and bitter.

He frantically pulled out his phone and quickly dialed Song Xun's number.

Song Xun's phone was constantly busy.

The more she couldn't get through, the more uneasy Jiang Mian felt.

Her lips were tightly pressed together, and Gong Yan noticed that her lips had turned somewhat pale.

Gong Yan sighed inwardly. This woman said she didn't care anymore, and that she would leave him sooner or later.

But when the time actually comes, I still feel anxious and sad.

"I...I have to go." Jiang Mian couldn't get through to Song Xun on the phone, so she stood up from the sofa.

"I need to go to Dingsheng to ask Song Xun or someone in the secretary's office about the specifics. Maybe there's a mistake."

"I'll see you off." Gong Yan also stood up.

Gong Yan drove Jiang Mian to Dingsheng Group.

Jiang Mian got out of the car and rushed into Dingsheng without even closing the door.

This wasn't her first time here, and everyone knew her.

So they took the express elevator directly to the floor where Lu Bozhou's office was located.

The floor where Lu Bozhou's office is located is also the floor where the secretary's office is located.

As soon as you step out of the elevator, you can feel the chaotic atmosphere inside the secretary's office.

For a long time, no one even noticed Jiang Mian's appearance. It wasn't until Song Xun came out of the office while answering a phone call that he saw Jiang Mian.

He paused for a moment, then gestured to Jiang Mian and pointed to the reception room next door, indicating that she should go in.

Jiang Mian had only been inside for a short while when Song Xun came in.

"Mrs."

Jiang Mian had just sat down when she heard Song Xun's voice and immediately stood up again!

"Assistant Song, what happened? How is Lu Bozhou? I just saw a clip from the surveillance footage."

Jiang Mian's gaze was somewhat anxious, with a hint of seeking confirmation, as she asked Song Xun, "He looks a bit like Lu Bozhou, is it him?"

Song Xun frowned upon hearing this.

He looked somewhat embarrassed. "How did you see that video...?"

He didn't give a direct answer, but the content of his words seemed to be enough to explain it.

Jiang Mian's eyes widened, and her voice sounded anxious, "Is it really him? How is he? Is he alright?"

Song Xun frowned. "I can't tell you the specifics right now. All I can say is that you shouldn't worry."

“But…” Jiang Mian was taken aback and blinked.

How can I not worry? The footage in that video looks very serious no matter how you look at it.

Just then, someone burst in from outside the door.

Jiang Mian was startled. She turned her head and saw Lu Bolin, as well as the secretary from the secretary's office who was following behind Lu Bolin.

"Mr. Lu, you can't just barge in like this!"

But Lu Bolin didn't care about all that. After he rushed in, he immediately saw Jiang Mian and her deathly pale face.

Jiang Mian noticed that Lu Bolin's eyes were brimming with joy, as if he could barely contain it!

"You're here too?" Lu Bolin asked Jiang Mian.

Then he turned to Song Xun and said, "So it seems the news is true."

Lu Bolin asked, "Is Lu Bozhou really dead?"

Song Xun frowned, his voice deep and serious, "Mr. Lu, please watch your words."

"What's there to be careful about?" Lu Bolin sneered. "Even if he doesn't die, he'll be badly injured."

“I don’t trust him,” Lu Bolin laughed. “If he were still here, even if I snatched the project, I wouldn’t feel at ease working on it. Now that he’s like this, I can work on the previous project with peace of mind.”

Song Xun didn't speak, but his expression looked very serious.

The more he looked like that, the happier Lu Bolin became. He laughed a few times and then turned to leave.

He burst into laughter and went out the door.

Before leaving, she glanced at Jiang Mian and said with a smile, "You're quite lucky. He died right after you married into the family, so you'll get a lot of money."

"You've had a great stroke of luck—promotion, wealth, and the death of your husband." Lu Bolin said before leaving the reception room.

Jiang Mian's lips trembled as she looked at Song Xun, "Where...is he?"

“Madam, you…” Before Song Xun could finish speaking, Jiang Mian interrupted, “Where is he!”

Song Xun sighed softly, "Please wait for me a moment."

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and nodded.

Song Xun turned around, probably to give some instructions.

He returned shortly afterward, leading Jiang Mian downstairs and into the car.

The car drove off.

Jiang Mian recognized that this was the highway leading out of the city.

Lu Bozhou was on a business trip, and it seems he ran into trouble while he was away.

Jiang Mian asked in a low voice, "What about Little Stone...?"

Song Xun said, "Don't worry, Madam, I've already made all the arrangements."

He had been busy arranging work, getting all these things in order.

Hearing this, Jiang Mian felt a little relieved.

Before long, the car had driven out of the toll station and onto the highway.

Jiang Mian actually had many questions she wanted to ask, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't get any of them out.

All I could see was the road ahead.

We have arrived at our destination city.

Jiang Mian saw Song Xun drive the car to a hospital.

The environment looks very nice and upscale; it must be some kind of high-end private hospital.

Upon recognizing it as a hospital, Jiang Mian's heart raced, and she sat up straight, inexplicably feeling nervous.

"We've arrived, Madam, please get out of the car." Song Xun stopped the car and opened the door for her.

Then he led her inside to the door of a ward.

Song Xun raised his hand and knocked on the ward door, then pushed it open.

Jiang Mianxin was on edge, but when she saw Song Xun knock on the ward door, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.