Chapter Six: Designing a Smear Campaign Against Her

After a short two-day rest, Sang Ruo's condition has improved somewhat.

But on the day of the family dinner, my head was still spinning.

In the evening, after a quick tidying up, she took a taxi to the Bo family's old residence.

The Bo family's old house is located halfway up the mountain. After three years, Sang Ruo's state of mind has changed a lot since she last set foot here.

As she walked to the door, the Cullinan with consecutive license plate numbers came into view.

It seems he really is back.

"Mom, it's almost time to eat, why are you so late? You're taking so long..."

Bo Yukang's voice came from the front door, his tone tinged with displeasure.

Sang Ruo glanced at the child, but her gaze was drawn to two figures that flashed past behind her.

It was Bo Jinzhou and Liang Yuxin.

He actually brought her along to a family dinner party.

As Sang Ruo strode in, Liang Yuxin's gaze fell upon her: "Miss Sang, you've come at the right time. The kitchen is just too busy, let's go help out!"

The Bo family has many servants, but since it's a holiday today, several of them have taken leave.

In the past, she would even cook herself at every family dinner to make sure her husband and son ate better.

But in the eyes of the father and son, he still earned a reputation for being 'lazy'.

Looking back now, it's really laughable.

After seeing Liang Yuxin walk in, Sang Ruo did not intend to move away.

"Mom, please go and help Aunt Xinxin! She's been busy for so long, don't let her get too tired."

Bo Yukang urged her from behind and even gave her a push.

Fu Jinzhou and his mother, Chen Fangyue, were talking, and he didn't even glance at her.

Sang Ruo didn't even bother to look at them and walked straight into the kitchen.

As soon as she stepped inside, Liang Yuxin handed her a dipping sauce dish: "Miss Sang, this is Xiao Kang's personal dipping sauce dish. I don't have time to take it out, so could you please put it next to his seat for me?"

Just as Sang Ruo was about to refuse, the dipping dish was handed to her by a servant.

As I walked out carrying the sauce dish, I caught a glimpse of two familiar figures slowly descending the stairs.

"Xiao Ruo, you're back."

As soon as Old Master Bo finished speaking, Sang Ruo quickly looked toward the source of the sound.

The first thing that catches the eye is the man's alluring yet cold face.

He wore a well-tailored dark suit, and a black ring on his right index finger made his fingers appear even longer. He exuded a powerful aura that kept strangers at bay.

Every time Sang Ruo saw him, four words came to mind: aloof and noble.

Bo Jinyan accompanied Old Master Bo as they slowly walked down the stairs.

The man glanced at her indifferently, his gaze quickly passing by without lingering.

Sang Ruo's hand holding the dipping dish involuntarily clenched for a moment.

This man standing at the top of the pyramid.

She never imagined that they would meet again under such circumstances.

After a moment, she looked away and said, "It's been a long time, Grandpa..."

Old Master Bo hadn't seen Sang Ruo for three years. He pulled her to sit on the sofa and asked her about her well-being for a while before everyone went to the dining table.

Old Master Bo sat in the main seat, with Bo Jinyan to his right.

Sang Ruo sat next to Bo Jinzhou, while Bo Yukang was between him and Liang Yuxin.

Halfway through the meal, a sound of vomiting shattered the seemingly warm atmosphere.

"Daddy, it feels so bad, my body is so itchy..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud crash followed, and the plate in front of Bo Yukang fell to the ground.

He gripped Bo Jinyan's hand, vomiting and trembling continuously.

"What happened?"

Old Master Bo asked with a worried expression, and hurriedly got up.

Upon seeing the child's reaction, Bo Jinzhou immediately rolled up his sleeves.

The back of my hand was already covered in red marks.

"Xiao Kang is having an allergic reaction!" Liang Yuxin frowned slightly, her voice a little anxious: "But he's only ever allergic to wasabi, and there wasn't any wasabi in today's food!"

After all, it was a child she had carried for ten months. Even if they were really going to get a divorce, Sang Ruo still couldn't sit idly by when she saw this scene.

After walking over to the child, she lifted his clothes and glanced at his belly.

It was definitely an allergic reaction.

And the situation is very serious.

Bo Yukang has been allergic to wasabi since childhood. Once, due to the negligence of a maid, he ate wasabi, which caused him to fall into a coma.

This time, the amount ingested was slightly less than before, and I was still relatively conscious.

Bo Jinzhou picked up the dipping sauce on the table and sniffed it.

He then frowned slightly: "Who made this dipping sauce?"

Sang Ruo's gaze suddenly fell on Liang Yuxin: "It's her."

Liang Yuxin immediately denied it: "But I didn't put any wasabi in it, and after I prepared this dipping sauce, I handed it to Miss Sang to take out..."

All eyes turned to Sang Ruo.

"What do you mean?" Sang Ruo's expression darkened, and her voice rose slightly: "You suspect that I put wasabi in it?"

“Miss Sang, I don’t want to doubt you, but I clearly didn’t put that thing there. I know you’ve been holding a grudge against me because of the three years you spent in prison. Even if you wanted to frame me, there’s no need to resort to such methods, is there? That’s your and Jinzhou’s biological son…”

As soon as these words were spoken, the criticism immediately turned to Sang Ruo.

A hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

No wonder I insisted on letting her in earlier.

It turns out they had planned this all along and were waiting for her here!

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, Old Master Bo spoke up to smooth things over: "Call the family doctor first."

"yes."

The housekeeper quickly strode out to make a phone call.

Bo Jinzhou reached out and grabbed Sang Ruo's arm: "Is what Yu Xin said true? Did you put the wasabi in it yourself?"

Sang Ruo blurted out, "I didn't."

"Mom, Aunt Xinxin has always been very good to me and has never done anything to hurt me. But you hurt Aunt Xinxin before, so why are you treating me like this now?"

I said no.

Sang Ruo repeated it once more.

But it was as if no one could hear her; no one was willing to believe her.

That's true.

A glamorous actress, once a star, and a former prisoner.

Clearly, the former has the upper hand without needing to say more.

No matter how much the latter says, it will be of no use.

"Sang Ruo, you've been inside for three years, how can your mind still be so vicious? Even tigers don't eat their cubs! You actually used Xiao Kang to frame Yu Xin, what are you really up to?"

"Mom, I'm really disappointed in you..."

Bo Yukang started crying, making the scene even more chaotic.

"Jinzhou, the matter hasn't been investigated yet, don't try to pin the blame on Xiaoruo. I believe she's not that kind of person."

With a low growl from Old Master Bo, everyone's attention was diverted.

Sang Ruo looked over, but her gaze met Bo Jinyan's.

The man leaned back in his chair, casually glancing at everything around him.

It felt like watching a farce that had nothing to do with me.

"Grandpa Bo, what do you mean..." Liang Yuxin asked, her eyes red-rimmed, "Did I do this?"