Chapter 227 I am Bo Yuanshan's woman

Ning Wanzhen's blood almost froze, and she was completely stunned.

She froze for a few seconds, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Her lips were almost transparently white. "Xin'er, you..."

Ning Xin'er stared intently at Bo Qingmei, her gaze icy cold. "This face is almost exactly the same as my cousin's. Do I need to say more about what that means?"

Everyone froze, unsure how to react.

Bo Yuheng's pupils contracted, and the muscles on his face tensed up.

Then, his breathing became rapid and heavy, each breath like a low murmur before a storm, foreshadowing the coming tempest.

His gaze darkened, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he were ready to transform this invisible rage into tangible power at any moment.

After a moment of silence, he snatched the long whip from the servant's hand and lashed it straight at Ning Xin'er.

Bo Yuheng struck with extreme ruthlessness, the whip cracking as it fell with a whistling sound. The force was so great that the air itself seemed to tremble.

The sound of flesh tearing and his almost simultaneous muffled groan intertwined, creating a cruel scene.

Ning Xin'er felt a rapid spread of pain throughout her body, involuntarily arching her back. Her forehead instantly became covered in fine beads of sweat, and her face turned ashen. "Ah!!!"

The onlookers inexplicably felt a sharp pain shooting up their spines, as if flames were burning their skin. The searing pain made her scream involuntarily.

They all gasped in shock.

Ning Wanzhen was sweating profusely, her heart pounding wildly.

Ultimately, Ning Xin'er is her own niece. No matter how wrong she is, only she can discipline her.

Bo Yuheng's whipping made her both angry and resentful.

She looked at Sang Yuwan, her voice hoarse with anger, "Who exactly is the head of the family?"

Sang Yuwan said coldly, "Shouldn't Ning Xin'er be hit?"

Ning Xin'er was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. She sniffed hard and glared at her fiercely, "Sang Yuwan, in front of the ancestors of the Bo family, do you dare to say that what I said isn't true?"

She shifted her gaze, raised her eyes, and glared at Bo Yuheng. "Why are you so furious? Are you Bo Qingmei's lover?"

These words once shocked everyone present.

A thunderclap resounded in the main hall of the ancestral hall.

Everyone's expression froze again.

Fang Yi's face changed drastically, turning red and then white in patches. Her expression was so dark it seemed like she was about to burst into tears.

Bo Yuheng's temples bulged with veins, his face darkened, and he lashed out with his whip at Ning Xin'er once more.

"stop."

As Sang Yuwan finished speaking, the Ming family bodyguard beside her snatched the whip from Bo Yuheng's hand.

Bo Yuheng exuded a gloomy aura, like a heavy black cloud. He said to Sang Yuwan, "You're pregnant and don't want to get your hands dirty, so I'll teach you a lesson."

Sang Yuwan's lips curled into a faint sneer, "Those who know will think that Second Uncle is thinking of me. Those who don't will think that Second Uncle is trying to overstep his bounds."

Bo Yuheng's eyes were filled with a fierce glint. "You ungrateful wretch."

Sang Yuwan parted her crimson lips slightly and uttered a cold, deep voice, "Second Uncle, please have some self-respect."

Bo Yuheng's eyes flashed with a dark undercurrent. "Enough nonsense. Did you call us here just to listen to her spout rubbish?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Xin'er gritted her teeth in anger, "I'm not talking nonsense."

Bo Yuheng glanced at her sideways and said fiercely, "Say one more word and see what happens."

Ning Xin'er's back was burning with pain, and her clenched palms were covered in a layer of cold sweat.

"Pah!" She spat at Bo Yuheng.

Bo Yuheng was about to reprimand her again when Sang Yuwan spoke up, "All of you shut up."

Her professional attire accentuated her imposing presence. Her deep black eyes held a cold, indifferent light. She shifted her gaze to Bo Qingmei, and spoke again, each word deliberate and clear, "Instead of having others verify your identity, you should introduce yourself."

Bo Qingmei's face was as pale as paper. She covered her chest with one hand, coughed a few times, and her eyes were red.

All eyes turned to her.

There is investigation.

There is resentment.

There was contempt.

There was also tension.

Amidst the swirling incense smoke, a faint, pungent smell of blood lingered.

The air was silent for a few seconds before Bo Qingmei's lips trembled slightly as she slowly spoke, "Ning Xin'er is right, I am indeed Bo Yuanshan's woman."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yuheng's face turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly. His complexion was dark with a bluish tinge.

Fang Yi paused for half a second, then curled her lip, her expression clearly one of disdain. She even glanced at Ning Wanzhen with a hint of pity, wanting to say something sarcastic. But the words caught in her throat, and she swallowed them back.

The other members of the second and third wives had complicated expressions.

Most people are just watching the show.

Upon hearing this, Ning Xin'er felt the pain in her back lessen considerably. She raised an eyebrow. "Sang Yuwan, what do you have to say now?"

Sang Yuwan remained calm and slowly spoke to Bo Qingmei, "Anything else?"

Bo Qingmei's body trembled slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse, "Aside from this, I have no other connection with the Bo family."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yuheng's face darkened. His tightly furrowed brows seemed to relax slightly.

Fang Yi frowned and asked again, "Are you sure there's no other involvement?"

Bo Yuheng glared at her fiercely.

Fang Yi's pupils contracted, and she pursed her lips.

Ning Wanzhen's taut nerves snapped suddenly, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Sang Yuwan immediately had someone take her to the hospital.

In today's drama, the biggest victim is undoubtedly Ning Wanzhen.

Sang Yuwan showed her no sympathy whatsoever.

If she had listened to advice and sent Ning Xin'er away sooner, this whole mess wouldn't have happened.

As the old man grew up, he knew all too well that secrets could not be kept forever.

As long as Bo Qingmei is alive, Bo Xingzhi's true identity will be exposed.

Instead of constantly being on guard, it's better to take the initiative.

Even if her position might be shaken as a result.

As Bo Qingmei watched Ning Wanzhen being carried out, her eyes grew even redder, her lips trembled slightly, and she spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "My entanglement with Bo Yuanshan has made me regret it for the rest of my life."

She gave a barely perceptible smile, a bittersweet one, "I have no desire to have anything to do with the Bo family."

Fang Yi gritted her teeth, "If you didn't want to have anything to do with the Bo family, why would you be here?"

Bo Qingmei smiled faintly. Her face and lips were deathly pale, and even her eyes seemed veiled in mist, with the redness seeping from the depths of her eyes growing heavier. "You'll probably have to ask this Miss Ning about that."

Fang Yi choked, "You..."

Sang Yuwan interrupted, "Ning Xin'er, is there anything else you want to say?"

Ning Xin'er's gaze darkened, her eyes gradually turning crimson. She grabbed Bo Qingmei's arm, "Why haven't you said a word about your membership in the Bo family?"

Bo Qingmei felt as if her heart was being torn apart, the pain making it hard for her to breathe, and her body trembled uncontrollably. "The Bo family already has a family tree. If I am really a member of the Bo family, my name should be on the family tree."