Chapter 171 Uncle Xiao, Long Time No See

Sang Yuwan looked surprised for a moment.

Even without Minglang saying it, she could tell.

Some answers are obvious.

In that instant, Sang Yuwan felt ice-cold all over, her heart almost stopped beating, and her face changed drastically.

“Madam, she’s in Jiangcheng right now. Shall we go see her?” Minglang added.

Sang Yuwan's expression grew colder, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly. "Bo Yuanshan is really something!"

Minglang paused, then asked doubtfully, "If Master Bo really is his and Bo Qingmei's child, then he is truly terrifying."

Sang Yuwan's expression became complex and unreadable. "How old was Bo Qingmei when she left the Bo family?"

Minglang shook his head. "Besides finding out that she was the adopted daughter of the Bo family, I didn't find out anything else."

Sang Yuwan felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe. "Rong Zhi probably knows."

Minglang's eyes lit up. "Then Madam can just ask him directly."

Sang Yuwan's heart sank, and her voice grew even colder, "If he doesn't want to talk, asking is pointless."

Minglang frowned. "From the first time I met Second Master, I knew he was hiding a lot. Madam, the Bo family is a very complicated place, perhaps..."

The urgent ringing of the telephone interrupted their conversation.

Seeing this, Minglang withdrew.

Sang Yuwan rubbed her slightly sore lower back, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

He lowered his eyes, glanced at the caller ID, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"mom……"

"Wanwan, do you have time now?"

The caller was Ning Wanzhen, who had been taken to the hospital.

Sang Yuwan asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Ning Wanzhen's voice was very hoarse, "Wanwan, I know you're investigating Xingzhi's background."

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat. She took two deep breaths, focused her mind, and said in a cool voice, "Mom, have you seen Xingzhi's medical report?"

On the other end of the phone, Ning Wanzhen's voice broke into tears, "Wanwan, tell me. Those medical reports aren't real..."

Sang Yuwan's breath hitched, and she said in a heavy tone, "I've confirmed it, those reports are all true."

"You're lying!" Ning Wanzhen suddenly erupted in anger, raising her voice to a near hysterical outburst. "Xingzhi is my son, I know him better than anyone. Those medical reports were all forged by Rong Zhi. He's a despicable scoundrel..."

Sang Yuwan tightened her grip, pulled the phone away from her ear, and then turned on speakerphone. "Mom, calm down. Finding out the truth about some things might not be a bad thing for you."

Ning Wanzhen said angrily, "You actually sided with him. I knew it, neither of you are innocent."

Sang Yuwan was tired of hearing this. Her eyes narrowed, and she said calmly, "Whether he and I are innocent or not has nothing to do with these examination reports."

Ning Wanzhen's voice grew increasingly hoarse, "How can it not be related? He fabricated the facts, maybe for the sake of the child in your belly."

Sang Yuwan's brow twitched, her expression hardening, her eyes flashing with icy coldness. She took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, "Mom, I told you last time that you need to trust me to stay in the Bo family safely. But you agreed verbally, yet you're still suspicious. If you continue like this, I'll have to take official business."

“You…” Ning Wanzhen choked on her words.

Sang Yuwan was silent for a few seconds, her face darkening, before asking again, "Do you know Bo Qingmei?"

"Who did you say?" Ning Wanzhen's breathing became noticeably heavier.

Sang Yuwan slowly uttered that name again, "Bo Qingmei".

"You...how...why..." Ning Wanzhen was on high alert, and before she could say a word, her phone fell to the ground.

"Beep beep beep..."

The phone connection dropped.

Sang Yu pressed a button on her phone in the evening.

She stared at the darkened screen, her starry eyes suddenly dimming, her heart churning like a raging sea, unable to find peace for a long time.

-

Jiangcheng.

Nancheng District.

Tanxi Township.

Mingyue Village.

In the southeast of the village stands a quaint, traditional courtyard house. There are few other houses around it, making it appear somewhat lonely.

There's an apricot tree in the yard that's quite old. Several branches extend diagonally over the yard wall.

A black Rolls-Royce sped from the village entrance and stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

"Second Master, is this the place?"

The man in black turned off the car, turned around, and spoke to Rong Zhi in the back seat.

Rong Zhi turned his head and glanced out the window.

The courtyard walls are mottled, and the wooden doors are old. At first glance, it exudes a sense of desolation.

Rong Zhi frowned. "Are you sure?"

The man in black said with certainty, "I've had people watching for almost a month, and I'm sure Bo Qingmei lives here."

Rong Zhi asked again, "Is she alone?"

The man in black replied, "There's another man."

Rong Zhi asked coldly, "She's married?"

The man in black frowned. "I checked. They didn't get a marriage certificate. At most, they can only be considered to be cohabiting."

Rong Zhi's cold lips curled slightly into a sneer, "How long have they been here?"

The man in black said, "Ten years ago, they bought this courtyard, rested for a while, and then settled here. They haven't left since."

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened. "Ten years? I wonder what Bo Yuanshan would think if he knew?"

"How could someone as capable as Bo Yuanshan not have discovered that she would return to Jiangcheng? And that she would be living right under his nose?" A hint of surprise flashed in the man in black's eyes.

Rong Zhi opened the car door. "Let's go. Let's go see my fourth aunt."

The man in black was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening.

Bo Qingmei is the fourth adopted daughter of the Bo family.

Rong Zhi is Bo Yuanshan's adopted son, and according to seniority, he should indeed call her aunt.

The two arrived at the courtyard gate, and the man in black raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The echo was desolate. Like a ghost, it silently glided by, then quickly vanished into the empty abyss, leaving behind only deathly silence. The wind around them had stopped.

One or two unidentified birds took flight from the treetops, breaking the oppressive silence and leaving behind a series of rapid, frightened cries before quickly returning to calm.

Rong Zhi and the man in black waited for five minutes, but there was no response.

The man in black asked Rong Zhi for instructions, "Second Master, should we just kick it open?"

Rong Zhi said coldly, "Since it's my first time here, I should follow some rules."

"Yes." The man in black replied respectfully, but inwardly he couldn't help but think, "When did Second Master become so particular about etiquette?"

Another knock on the door.

Rong Zhi raised his wrist to check the time.

The man in black frowned. "They didn't go out, so why won't they open the door? Do they know you're here?"

Rong Zhi slowly began to speak, "Three...two..."

Before the word "one" could be uttered, the old wooden door suddenly opened.

A middle-aged man in his fifties appeared in Rong Zhi and the man in black's line of sight.

The man in black lowered his voice, "Second Master, his name is Xiao Sheng."

Rong Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, a complex expression flashing across them. He glanced coldly at the middle-aged man opposite him, "Uncle Xiao, long time no see."

The man in black was taken aback.

Second Master knows this person.

Xiao Sheng's breath hitched, his face instantly turning deathly pale. He opened his mouth slightly and mumbled, "Second Young Master, you're still alive..."