Chapter 78 She really did look like she was pregnant with a boy.

Xian Si's heart tightened, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes. "Madam?"

Sang Yuwan suddenly snapped out of her daze, handed the document to her, and said, "If there's nothing else, you can go now."

Xiansi responded, "Yes."

Sang Yuwan's eyelids kept twitching, and she had a strange, ominous feeling in her heart.

Rong Zhi brazenly entered her room last night and stayed there for an unknown amount of time before leaving.

Their relationship will be exposed as soon as someone sees it.

When the news reached Ning Wanzhen's ears, it became even more alarming.

Ning Wanzhen hated Rong Zhi to death. If she knew that she had a relationship with Rong Zhi, she would rather support Bo Yuheng and Bo Hanshan to take power than let her go.

Sang Yuwan was flustered and couldn't calm down.

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The seventh-day memorial service for Bo Xingzhi was held at the Bo Family Cemetery.

There were far fewer people than on the day of the funeral.

None of the three important figures from the Bo family came.

Bo Yuheng, Bo Hanshan, and Rong Zhi.

The first two cannot come.

Bo Hanshan suffered a stroke and was hospitalized; Bo Yuheng was detained and tried.

The reason for the person behind them was unknown.

Sang Yuwan didn't inquire about it either.

Rong Zhi's actions have always been shrouded in mystery.

Sang Yuwan could never truly see him clearly.

She didn't want to know either.

The monks stood before Bo Xingzhi's grave, knocking and chanting.

Sang Yuwan looked at the photo on the tombstone, her pretty face slightly tense, her eyes cold.

The person in the photo has handsome features and an elegant smile.

As Sang Yuwan watched, her eyes stung with tears, her emotions inexplicable. Only half a month had passed, and she no longer harbored much hatred for him.

She was probably too busy every day to hate him.

The servants lit firecrackers, marking the end of the seventh-day memorial ceremony.

Sang Yuwan was still the last to leave.

The wind rustled the pines and cypresses, making the air feel much more desolate.

Sang Yuwan suddenly felt a churning in her stomach, and nausea rushed to her throat.

She covered her mouth, trying to swallow.

Unexpectedly, the intense discomfort forced her to bend over, "Ugh..."

The person walking in front heard the noise, stopped, and turned to look at her.

Sang Yuwan disregarded her image, bent over, and vomited several times.

I vomited up all the rice porridge I drank early in the morning, and then vomited a few mouthfuls of pale yellow liquid.

My throat is burning and sore.

Minglang brought over a bottle of mineral water. "Madam, rinse your mouth."

Sang Yuwan rinsed her mouth and cleared her throat.

My stomach still feels uncomfortable.

"Ugh... vomit..." Sang Yuwan dry-heaved a few more times.

Seeing this, the people in front couldn't help but whisper among themselves, "The head of the family is having such severe morning sickness, it's probably a boy."

"Judging from her appearance, she really does look like she's pregnant with a boy."

"It's just a pity for this child, who has already lost a close relative before even being born."

"What's there to pity? He was born the heir to the Bo family, possessing immense power and wealth. Whether he has a father or not, it's all the same."

A cold wind swept by, and the whispers reached Sang Yuwan's ears.

Morning sickness?!

Sang Yuwan's breath hitched, and she froze, completely stunned.

She never took any action when she was entangled with Rong Zhi.

It seems like there wasn't one at the Grand Hotel that night.

Sang Yuwan's heart pounded, and she secretly calculated the days.

My period seems to be two days later than last month.

However, her periods have always been irregular, and they are always two or three days late each month.

She did the math again, and all told her, it had only been a little over half a month since she and Rong Zhi first had sex. Even if she had gotten pregnant that time, she probably wouldn't have had any symptoms yet.

Perhaps it was because I was restless early in the morning and had been exposed to the cold wind for a long time, that my stomach got chilled.

Back in the car, she took a piece of candy, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.

The discomfort in my stomach gradually subsided.

drop--

The phone screen suddenly lit up.

Entertainment news push.

"Popular celebrity's boyfriend revealed; the two were spotted holding hands sweetly at the airport."

Sang Yuwan's heart sank suddenly; without even reading further, she had already guessed what was going on.

Rong Zhi was absent from Bo Xingzhi's seventh-day memorial service because he was seeing Mingmei off at the airport.

Sang Yuwan gripped her phone, her knuckles turning slightly white.

Rong Zhi told her more than once that Mingmei was neither his girlfriend nor his woman.

These words are simply the funniest joke in the world.

Sang Yuwan didn't believe it to begin with, but when she saw the news, it still felt like a needle pricked her heart.

Why does he have to be with Mingmei, of all people?

Putting aside her past grievances with Mingmei, Mingmei's character is not worthy of him.

If Bo Xingzhi didn't like men, she definitely wouldn't have given up so quickly.

Sang Yuwan suddenly felt a sharp, throbbing pain in her stomach, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

She quickly adjusted her seat and leaned back.

Xuan Si turned her head and saw that her face was pale. She asked worriedly, "Madam, should we go to the hospital?"

Sang Yuwan turned to look out the window. "No need."

Xiansi nodded and turned around to sit down.

She also saw the gossip about Mingmei and Rongzhi.

The photos taken by the paparazzi were very clear. Rong Zhi's facial features were blurred, but sharp-eyed people could still recognize him at a glance.

The news quickly rose to the top of the trending searches.

The second master of the Bo family made his first public media appearance.

To Xiansi's surprise, any entries related to him quickly disappeared.

In the end, it became a forbidden word.

However, news of him and Mingmei appearing at the airport continues to circulate, maintaining its high popularity.

There is only one explanation for this operation.

Rong Zhi's identity must not be revealed.

If you don't understand Xian Si, no matter how capable he is, can he be stronger than Master Bo?

Even when Bo Xilai was alive, this was never the case.

The car drove out of the southern part of the city and turned onto Furong Middle Road.

Sang Yuwan suddenly spoke up, "Minglang, let's go to the airport."

Minglang's fingers tightened. "Yes."

He turned the steering wheel, changing course. The black Bentley shot off like an arrow towards Jiangcheng Airport.

Xian Si assumed that Sang Yuwan had changed her plans at the last minute because she saw Rong Zhi and Mingmei trending on social media.

She guessed wrong.

Right now, the only person who can make Sang Yuwan make an exception for is Ming Zhan.

Five minutes ago, she received flight information from Mingxiao.

Mingzhan's flight is expected to arrive at Jiangcheng Airport in an hour.

Last night, Mingxiao called her and asked if she was coming to pick up Mingzhan.

She felt very conflicted at the time.

I want to see you.

I'm afraid to see them.

Even though she is now in a high position, at the top of the pyramid.

Even when facing open conflict, her heart still felt unsettled.

Buzz—

As the car approached the airport, Sang Yuwan received a call from Ning Wanzhen.

"mom……"

"Wanwan, I heard you just threw up?"

Sang Yuwan's back stiffened, and her fingers tightened.

She knew that there were plenty of busybodies among those people.

"Mom, I'm fine now."

"How could nothing be wrong? Wanwan, where are you now?" Ning Wanzhen's tone grew increasingly anxious.

Sang Yuwan thought for a moment, realizing that answering truthfully would only lead to misunderstanding. So she lied, "We're almost at the company."

Ning Wanzhen said, "Wanwan, work is never-ending. Take a day off today, and I'll go to the hospital with you."

Sang Yuwan's pupils contracted, and her heart pounded rapidly.