Chapter 202 Your child was indeed induced.

Rong Zhi moved closer to Sang Yuwan and said gently, "Madam has just been discharged from the hospital, please sit down and talk."

This statement caused everyone to freeze in surprise.

Ning Wanzhen's ashen face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

A hint of heartache appeared in Bo Qingmei's eyes. She paused for a moment, then said softly, "I'm the one who made you suffer."

Before Sang Yuwan could speak, Ning Wanzhen let out a cold laugh, "Hypocrite."

Xiao Sheng's knuckles cracked as he clenched them.

Ning Xin'er pursed her lips, observing the expressions of the others without making a sound.

Bo Qingmei gripped the blanket tightly. The syringe snapped, and beads of blood gushed out. A few drops splashed onto the blanket, bright red like fire.

"Young Miss." Xiao Sheng hurriedly pulled the syringe out completely and then pressed on the injection site.

Ning Wanzhen's lips curled into a deep, contemptuous smile. "Bo Qingmei, all these years, has Bo Yuanshan known about your affair?"

“You…” Xiao Sheng turned to look at her, his suppressed anger surging.

Bo Qingmei pushed his hand away and scolded him in a low voice, "Asheng, don't speak."

Xiao Sheng stood at the head of the bed with a sullen face.

Bo Qingmei looked at Sang Yuwan, her lips curving slightly as she smiled and said, "Since the head of the family is pregnant, please sit down."

Sang Yuwan's pretty face was covered with frost, and she didn't appreciate it at all. "Do I need your permission to sit down?"

Bo Qingmei's chest heaved slightly, and she hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean that."

Seeing this, Ning Wanzhen felt much relieved.

After all, Sang Yuwan had been calling her "Mom" for several months.

"Bo Qingmei, you have quite the airs. The patriarch has arrived, and you don't even get out of bed to pay your respects."

Xiao Sheng couldn't help but interject, "She's sick right now, how can she get out of bed?"

Ning Wanzhen's eyebrows shot up. "I think she looks perfectly fine; she's clearly faking illness."

Xiao Sheng was filled with righteous indignation, "Is there something wrong with your eyes...?"

Sang Yuwan was annoyed and said angrily, "All of you shut up."

After a pause, she said to Rong Zhi, "Second Master, take him and Ning Xin'er away."

Rong Zhi's expression was cold and indifferent as he replied, "Yes."

The next second, his deep gaze swept over Xiao Sheng and Ning Xin'er.

The two felt a chill run down their spines.

"Let's go, you two." Rong Zhi's tone was cold, and his face revealed no emotion.

Xiao Sheng swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Ning Xin'er didn't dare to open her mouth at all.

With a "thud," only three women remained in the ward.

Sang Yuwan sat down, her eyes narrowing, her expression stern. "I came here specifically not to listen to your argument. I just want to find out one thing: Whose child is Bo Xingzhi?"

Bo Qingmei's breath hitched.

Ning Wanzhen's mind went blank for a moment, and she was completely stunned.

Sang Yuwan took a deep breath and then asked, "Who can tell me?"

Bo Qingmei lowered her head, her fingers trembling as she gripped the blanket.

Ning Wanzhen's nails dug into her palms, and the muscles in her face twitched. "Xingzhi is my son..."

Bo Qingmei suddenly raised her eyes, a breath caught in her throat, and her face flushed red. "Is Xingzhi really your son?"

Two streams of anger rose in Ning Wanzhen's eyes, "If he's not my son, then is he your son?"

Bo Qingmei pursed her lips, a large, mocking smile forming at the corners of her mouth. After a long pause, she uttered a low voice, "He is my son."

Ning Wanzhen was so angry she wanted to smash something, cursing loudly, "Bo Qingmei, you really have no shame. It's one thing to steal my man, but now you're even trying to steal my son."

Bo Qingmei showed no fear, but a faint bloodshot appeared in her eyes. She took a deep breath and coldly retorted, "Just by looking at Xingzhi's face, you can tell who her biological mother is."

Ning Wanzhen felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart by a sharp blade. Her blood rushed to her head, her head throbbed with pain, and her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Bo Qingmei, you really are shameless..."

A large, mocking smile appeared on Bo Qingmei's lips. "Ning Wanzhen, who's really shameless? Back then, you drugged Yuanshan just to marry him..."

Ning Wanzhen was so angry that her teeth chattered and her hands trembled slightly. "Shut up."

Bo Qingmei didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, and continued, "After Yuanshan found out that you had set him up, he hated you very much. He not only despised you, but also the son in your belly. If it weren't for Xingzhi, your child wouldn't have lived that long."

Sang Yuwan, who had been observing coldly, frowned and her gaze darkened.

She looked at Ning Wanzhen, feeling a pang of pity, but did not speak to stop her.

Some things, like boils, must be popped.

Ning Wanzhen was trembling all over, her breath almost felt like cotton wool was being pulled out of her lungs, and she was so terrified that it felt like an invisible hand was tightly gripping her throat.

Her lips trembled. "Impossible. Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

Bo Qingmei leaned against the headboard, took two deep breaths, and tilted her head slightly to one side. "From the moment I became pregnant with Xingzhi, Yuanshan began to plot. In order to ensure that he could inherit everything from the Bo family smoothly, Yuanshan thought of a substitution."

The cruel truth sent chills down Sang Yuwan's spine as she listened.

In her eyes, Bo Yuanshan was refined, gentle, low-key, and humble—a truly good person.

Bo Qingmei described Bo Yuanshan as a cunning and ruthless villain.

Sang Yuwan couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

Ning Wanzhen felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her head; her heart pounded like a drum, and her face turned deathly pale.

Bo Qingmei looked at her, her expression seemingly calm, but her heart was racing. She took a deep breath and continued to reveal the truth, "It's quite a coincidence that your child's due date was only a few days away from Xingzhi's. When Xingzhi was about to be born, Yuanshan had someone abort your child."

Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened, and she said in a cold voice, "There's no need to repeat this."

Bo Qingmei was taken aback.

Ning Wanzhen felt a chill run down her spine, and beads of cold sweat rolled down her forehead.

She stared at Bo Qingmei, her facial muscles twitching.

"Even tigers don't eat their cubs! Bo Yuanshan must have been instigated by you, you shameless bastard, to be so heartless. I...I'll kill you to avenge my son..."

Before she could finish speaking, she reached out and grabbed Bo Qingmei by the neck.

"Rong Zhi!" Sang Yuwan hurriedly shouted towards the door.

Rong Zhi rushed over.

He pulled Ning Wanzhen away.

Then, his gaze fell on Sang Yuwan, "Why don't you go back first? I'll handle it."

Sang Yuwan's lips tightened as she looked at Bo Qingmei and shook her head.

"Cough..." Bo Qingmei coughed violently.

Rong Zhi's gaze darkened. He pulled Ning Wanzhen to the foot of the bed, then dragged a chair over for her to sit down.

The air in the ward was exceptionally oppressive.

Sang Yuwan remained silent for a few minutes before speaking to Ning Wanzhen, "No matter whose son Bo Xingzhi is, you are Bo Yuanshan's legal widow. That will never change."

Ning Wanzhen slowly raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes bloodshot. After a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Who performed the surgery on me?"