Chapter 119 The Show Begins

The servants standing nearby held their breath in fright upon hearing this.

Ning Wanzhen's heart skipped a beat, her dark face as black as ink. "No, that's not the case."

Ning Xin'er's eyes flickered with slight disappointment. "Aunt, without any evidence, even if you have doubts, you can't just say things like that."

Ning Wanzhen was so angry that she felt flustered and her breathing became tight. "If this continues, it will be only a matter of time."

“Aunt, how can we jump to conclusions about things that haven’t happened yet? We all know that my cousin and my sister-in-law have a deep relationship; she wouldn’t fall for someone else so quickly. Besides, she’s only known my second brother for less than a month, how could she…”

Ning Xin'er added fuel to the fire.

Ning Wanzhen felt a tightness in her chest and suddenly stood up.

Ning Xin'er stood up, looking puzzled and a little uneasy. "Auntie, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ning Wanzhen's chest heaved violently. "Let's go to the company."

Ning Xin'er seemed somewhat taken aback and quickly spoke up to dissuade her, "Auntie, what are you doing? When Uncle was alive, you never participated in the group's affairs. If you go there rashly now, people will think that you don't trust your cousin-in-law and second brother."

Ning Wanzhen froze.

Ning Xin'er pulled her to sit down, "Auntie, if you really have any doubts, going there rashly will only alert them. Perhaps..."

She feigned hesitation, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

Ning Wanzhen frowned. "Not as good as what?"

Ning Xin'er dismissed the servant, then looked around and whispered in Ning Wanzhen's ear, "Aunt, why don't you plant an informant in the company? That way, you'll know everything if my cousin-in-law and second brother make any moves."

Ning Wanzhen was stunned for a moment, then her fingers tightened suddenly. "What you said makes sense."

Ning Xin'er smiled and said, "Auntie, it's almost time. Let's go eat."

At this moment, Ning Wanzhen couldn't drink or eat anything. She bit her lip, her eyebrows furrowing. "Xin'er, you're right. But for so many years, I've never been involved in the group's affairs. I don't know who to turn to?"

Ning Xin'er paused for a moment, then suggested softly, "Ordinary employees rarely have contact with my cousin's wife and second brother. Unless they're at the vice president level."

"Vice President?" Ning Wanzhen's heart skipped a beat. "They were all fired by her, and the newly promoted ones must be her confidants. This..."

A fleeting glint flashed in Ning Xin'er's eyes. She pursed her lips and softly suggested, "That's true. My cousin's wife has been so ruthless in getting rid of my cousin's previous people; she's definitely trying to build her own power base. It's really..."

Ning Wanzhen's face grew increasingly grim. She grabbed a bunch of baby's breath in front of her and threw it heavily to the ground.

"Auntie, don't be angry. Why don't you just leave this matter alone?" Ning Xin'er gently advised.

Ning Wanzhen's emotions were about to reach their peak. The thought that Rong Zhi and Sang Yuwan might actually be having an affair was like a knife to her heart.

"Xin'er, you're smart, quickly think of a way for your aunt."

“I…” Ning Xin’er looked embarrassed.

Ning Wanzhen was extremely anxious, and her eyes welled up with tears.

“Aunt, there is a way… but…” Ning Xin’er hesitated, looking very troubled.

Ning Wanzhen grew anxious and raised her voice considerably, "Tell me quickly!"

Ning Xin'er curled her fingers. "Auntie, I'm young and inexperienced. This is the only way I can think of."

"Speak quickly!" Ning Wanzhen was so anxious she was almost stamping her feet.

Ning Xin'er looked around to make sure no servants were present before speaking nervously, "Aunt, why don't you arrange for me to go to the Bo family? Although I may not be qualified enough, you know I studied business abroad and worked in investment banking for a few years..."

Perhaps feeling that she was being boastful, she quietly stopped talking.

Ning Wanzhen's temples throbbed twice, her eyes lit up, and her dark face paled slightly. "Young people really do have quick minds. This is a good idea. Let's go, let's go to the group now."

Ning Xin'er spoke up again to stop her, "Auntie, don't be in such a hurry..."

"How can I not be anxious?" Ning Wanzhen's eyes flashed with anger. "Those two are both incredibly capable."

Ning Xin'er chimed in, "I know. So, Aunt, we can't rush things. We have to make sure my cousin-in-law can't refuse, otherwise, it will only make her suspicious."

Ning Wanzhen's heart clenched, "Yes..."

Ning Xin'er held her hand, her gaze gentle yet firm. "Auntie, don't worry, don't be anxious. Even though your cousin is gone, you still have me. I'll always be with you."

Those few words stirred up Ning Wanzhen's pain and longing once more. Her nose stung, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

Ning Xin'er's eyes reddened, but she sneered inwardly, "Sang Yuwan, Rong Zhi, the show is about to begin."

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Bo's Group.

Sang Yu did not go down for dinner that evening, but instead asked the cafeteria chef to prepare a light meal for pregnant women and bring it up.

Minglang didn't go down either, but ate with her.

"Madam, the second young master has been discharged from the hospital. Shall we go back to see him tonight?"

Sang Yuwan's heart clenched, and she said in a somewhat indifferent tone, "No need."

Minglang dared not say anything more, lowered his head, and continued eating.

Buzz—

My phone vibrated.

He hurriedly got up and went outside to answer the phone.

When he returned to Sang Yuwan's side, his handsome face showed some unease.

"What's wrong?" Sang Yuwan looked up and glanced at her, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Minglang sat down and picked up his chopsticks. "The old lady didn't even have lunch. She took Miss Ning to the cemetery to visit Master Bo."

Sang Yuwan frowned slightly. "This Ning Xin'er is really restless."

Minglang chimed in, "Madam, why don't we find an excuse to get rid of her?"

"She traveled all the way back from abroad just to be with her aunt who lost her beloved son. If I drive her away, what will people say?" Sang Yuwan said coldly.

Minglang frowned. "Then let her stir things up. Madam, once the old lady develops a prejudice against you, your life in the Bo family won't be so easy."

Sang Yuwan glanced at him, the corners of her lips curving into a smile, "You're worried that I can't handle them."

“How could they possibly be a match for Madam?” Minglang swallowed hard. “I’m just worried that the old lady might side with the second or third branch of the family…”

“If she really does that, then I shouldn’t call her ‘Mom’ anymore.” Sang Yuwan’s face turned cold.

Minglang nodded.

Xiansi came in carrying an insulated bag.

"Aren't you going downstairs to eat?" Minglang asked, somewhat puzzled.

Xiansi took the food box out of the bag. "Aunt Qiu made this. Madam, please try it."

Minglang was taken aback. "You've already returned to Qinghe Garden in such a short time?"

Xian Si shook her head, "Young Master Mingyi sent it over."

Minglang was even more surprised, "Young Master Mingyi? How could he be?"

Xiansi gently kicked him.

He realized what was happening, and his mouth moved faster than his brain, "It must have been Second Master who sent him to get it..."