Chapter 214 Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you.

Ming Zhan heard a sharp and piercing impact sound.

“Mingmei…Fourth Brother…”

"Beep beep beep..."

Only the relentless sound of machinery answered him.

A deafening roar shattered the bright sunshine.

Metal clashed violently against metal, accompanied by the sharp whistling of tires rubbing against the ground.

A large truck was driving normally when a sports car suddenly appeared, causing it to veer off course like a wild horse and crash heavily into the roadside guardrail.

The guardrail was torn to pieces by the enormous impact in an instant, with fragments flying everywhere like shrapnel scattered on a battlefield.

The bright view before her eyes gradually turned blood red.

Bo's Group.

"Madam, the Fourth Miss has been in a car accident."

Minglang hurriedly entered Sang Yuwan's office, his tone urgent.

Sang Yuwan looked up from the computer, slowly raised her eyes, and frowned. "Is it serious?"

"It's very serious," Minglang said, slightly out of breath. "The car was completely deformed, and she was trapped inside. By the time the ambulance arrived, she was already in shock."

Sang Yuwan's face darkened. "And now?"

Minglang felt a sudden pang of panic. "He's still in surgery."

Sang Yuwan took a couple of sips of water to calm herself down. "Has the cause of the accident been investigated?"

Minglang replied, "After she left Tianfu Square, she kept overtaking other cars, even running two red lights, and finally had an accident at the Xiguan intersection. The reason was that she ran a red light and was hit by a large truck."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan frowned even more deeply. She remained silent for a full two minutes before speaking, "Those who reap what they sow will not live."

Minglang hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head. "Madam, I've confirmed that the Maybach that appeared at the company's entrance today belongs to Shen Yilin."

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately understood. "He's met Mingmei?"

Minglang said, "The surveillance footage shows that Miss Fourth got into Shen Yilin's car at Tianfu Square. She stayed there for about twenty minutes."

Sang Yuwan sneered, "No wonder Mingmei went crazy."

Minglang looked up at her and asked, "Madam, do you suspect that Fourth Miss's emotional breakdown was because of Shen Yilin?"

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Is there any need to say that?"

At this moment, Xuan Si pushed the door open and came in. "Madam, here is the information you requested about the H Group."

Sang Yuwan glanced at it and said, "Put it down first."

Xiansi gently put down the folder in her hand, then prepared to turn around.

"Wait a minute," Sang Yuwan called out to her.

Xian Si was taken aback. "Madam, is there anything else you need?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened. "Call Second Master and tell him that Mei has been in a serious car accident."

Xiansi was puzzled, but still replied, "Yes."

Sang Yuwan's expression was solemn. "You may all leave."

Xiansi and Minglang left one after the other.

A few minutes later, Sang Yuwan slowly stood up.

She walked to the window and looked into the distance.

The winter sun is warm and gentle.

She felt no warmth at all, and even felt a little cold.

Mingmei's car accident certainly had its own reasons.

But she has been ruthless since childhood and rarely loses control of her emotions.

What exactly did Shen Yilin do to her?

A vibration came from my pocket.

She didn't answer the phone immediately.

She waited until the other party dialed for the third time before taking her phone out of her pocket.

The person who called was the one she was thinking of.

Are you alright?

The man's deep voice carried a hint of concern.

“If I had something to say, Xiansi would have told you already.” Sang Yuwan’s expression was somber, and her tone was indifferent.

"From now on, you will stay in the company and wait for me to come back."

Sang Yu's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "What will we do if you don't come back for ten days or half a month?"

The other person chuckled, their tone much more relaxed, "It won't be that long. I'll be back tomorrow."

A ray of sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Sang Yu's face. She couldn't help but squint slightly. "You don't need to be in such a hurry."

The other person's tone became playful, "A day apart feels like three autumns, I..."

"Stop." Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, her face turned cold, and she interrupted.

This man is becoming increasingly outrageous.

Not only did he overstep the bounds in his actions, but he also made teasing remarks without hesitation.

He said: In my twilight years, I love you.

He also said: You are the only woman in my life.

He now says: "It feels like we haven't seen each other for three autumns."

Bo Xingzhi had never said these words to her.

The only thing he said to her was...

"In my twilight years, I want to walk hand in hand with you, never to be separated from you for the rest of my life."

He never uttered a single one of those touching words of love.

Sang Yuwan initially thought he was being reserved or shy. Now she realizes that it wasn't that he couldn't do it, but rather that he disdained it.

He knew he would accept him.

Rong Zhi's voice reached Sang Yuwan's ears again, "Don't worry, with me here, Shen Yilin can't hurt you."

Sang Yuwan's heart was pounding.

I hung up the phone.

She walked to the sofa, sat down, exhaled a couple of long breaths, and called Mingzhan.

It was answered almost instantly.

"Wan'er".

"Second brother, are you in the hospital right now?"

Despite her animosity towards Mingmei, Sang Yuwan did not choose to stand idly by for the sake of the Ming family.

Mingzhan's voice was a little hoarse, "She's still in surgery, she hasn't come out yet."

Sang Yuwan frowned. "I'm busy right now and can't get away. Don't worry too much."

She paused for a moment, then asked, "Uncle Ming doesn't know yet, does he?"

Ming Zhan said in a low, hoarse voice, "I didn't dare tell him. But something this big can't be kept secret."

"Sigh." Sang Yuwan sighed softly.

As the person in charge of the Bo family and the Bo Corporation, she rarely did this.

Only when facing Ming Zhan would her nerves be less tense.

"Wan'er, don't worry. Fourth Brother is very arrogant, he'll be fine."

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips. "Second Brother, do you remember the first time Mingmei tried to kill me?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds before replying in a low, hoarse voice, "I remember. You were six years old that year."

Sang Yuwan's pretty face tightened inch by inch. "Second brother, how did you find me back then?"

Ming Zhan replied, "It was a servant from the Ming family who told me that the fourth son tied you up in an abandoned classroom in the West District."

Sang Yuwan asked again, "Second brother, I remember I was wearing a hair clip back then, do you remember?"

Mingzhan was taken aback. "A hair clip? What does it look like?"

Sang Yuwan said, "The crystal butterfly hair clip was made by my father."

"I... don't remember much." Ming Zhan's voice suddenly became hoarse.

"Is it that you have no recollection of it, or that you've never seen it before?" Sang Yuwan's heart trembled slightly, and her fingers curled up.

Ming Zhan asked urgently, "Wan'er, what do you mean by that?"

Sang Yuwan leaned back, resting her right forearm on her forehead. A sharp, stabbing pain shot through her chest, like a knife being plunged into her heart.

"Second brother, was it really you who saved me that day?"