Ming was stunned, as if she hadn't heard clearly, and asked, "Sister Wan, what did you say?"
Sang Yuwan felt as if something was pressing on her throat, and her voice suddenly became hoarse. "Bo Xinglan said she's pregnant with Second Brother's child."
This sentence is explained in sufficient detail.
Mingyi heard it clearly and understood it.
He looked at Sang Yuwan in disbelief, his eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and shock.
Including his cousin Mingyang, he has three older brothers.
The eldest brother has been recuperating abroad for many years, and his closest relationship is with his half-brother, Mingzhan.
In his heart, Mingzhan is not just a champion, but a hero.
Over the years, despite having countless suitors, Ming Zhan has always maintained a clean reputation and has never been involved in any scandals.
Mingyi knew that Mingzhan and Sang Yuwan were childhood sweethearts and harbored feelings for each other. However, their social status restricted their relationship.
Back then, he had encouraged Mingzhan to be bolder.
Who would have thought that such a thing would happen before Mingzhan could even confess his feelings to Sang Yuwan?
Mingyi still remembers. Four years ago. On the day that Master Bo and Sang Yuwan got engaged, Mingzhan went to Nancheng Temple and knelt before the Buddha all night.
Even if he had moved on from that relationship, he wouldn't act so impulsively. Especially since it happened while he was preparing for a competition.
Mingyi's ears turned completely red, and she gasped, "Sister Wan, Second Brother admitted it?"
Sang Yuwan's expression was grave. "No."
Mingyi's heart was pounding. "Second Brother isn't the kind of person who would do something but not admit it. If he doesn't admit it, then Bo Xinglan is probably lying."
A faint smile appeared on Sang Yuwan's lips. "Mingyi, you trust him that much?"
Mingyi blurted out, "Sister Wan, isn't he also the person you trust the most?"
Sang Yuwan didn't answer him, but asked, "Have you reported this to Second Master?"
Mingyi couldn't help but frown. "Second Master hasn't been around all afternoon, and he won't answer my calls."
Sang Yuwan's brows furrowed.
Mingyi hesitated, wondering whether he should resign. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
Seeing that he hesitated, Sang Yuwan vaguely guessed what was going on. "You don't want to continue following him?"
Mingyi swallowed hard, lowered his head, and denied it, "No."
He made solemn vows in front of her and Lan Xiya yesterday, but he backed out after only one day of work. He felt ashamed.
Sang Yuwan smiled slightly, "There's no such thing as 'best.' Work hard and strive to become a full-time employee as soon as possible."
Mingyi responded, "Yes."
Sang Yuwan said, "Go down."
Ming stood up, turned around and left.
Looking at his retreating figure, Sang Yuwan seemed to see the shadow of Ming Zhan.
My heart sank little by little.
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8 PM.
Sang Yuwan walked into the Fuhong Hotel.
As we approached the reserved private room, I faintly heard a voice say, "Second Master, I'll definitely keep you company today..."
The woman's voice was sweet and gentle, as if it were tinged with honey.
Sang Yuwan glanced at the slightly ajar door to the private room, her pupils contracting in surprise.
A pair of fair arms were wrapped around the man's neck, and half of her body was almost pressed against him.
An ambiguous attitude.
The air was thick with passion.
Sang Yuwan's eyes held an unfathomable emotion, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.
Rong Zhi was not at the company all afternoon; it turned out he was with Mingmei.
Sang Yuwan recalled his previous words and found them utterly ironic.
He said that Mingmei was not his girlfriend, or even a woman.
So what are they doing now?
Sang Yuwan suddenly recalled the bed photos of Ming Zhan and Bo Xinglan's entanglement, and a chill ran through her heart, her face gradually turning pale.
A man's words are indeed deceitful.
Fortunately, she is now rich and powerful, and no longer needs to care about men's nonsense.
Sang Yuwan's steps became even more vigorous.
She pushed open the door to the reserved private room, and the person inside suddenly stood up.
"Chairman Sang."
The private room was just the two of them.
Sang Yuwan sat down, her expression stern. "Did you send me the photos?"
The other person didn't dare to look her in the eye, their gaze vaguely falling on the area behind her. "Yes, that's right."
Sang Yuwan asked, "I'll give you 100 million yuan. Tell me, who gave you these photos?"
The other party's eyes lit up instantly, but he said, "Chairman Sang, I'm sorry, I have no comment."
Sang Yu'an's smile concealed a dagger, sending chills down one's spine. "With my methods, it wouldn't be difficult to find out the truth."
The other party paused for a moment, feeling a little flustered. Taking a deep breath, he stubbornly refused to budge, "Chairman Sang, let's keep things separate. We came in to discuss the matter of Young Master Ming."
Sang Yu'an raised an eyebrow. "We need to talk about Young Master Ming's matter, and we also need to talk about yours."
The other party's heart raced, and his voice betrayed unease, "Chairman Sang, eighty million, not a penny less."
Sang Yuwan noticed his nervousness, but remained calm and slowly said, "How can I be sure that this 80 million is a one-time buyout?"
The other party assured them confidently, "Don't worry, as long as the money is right, I guarantee these photos will never be released."
"Oh? Is that so?" Sang Yuwan raised an eyebrow.
Seeing that she didn't believe him, the other person said urgently, "I can swear to God."
Sang Yuwan scoffed, "Your line of work is all talk and no action; even God is tired of hearing it."
"Chairman Sang, tell me what to do." The other party was getting impatient.
Sang Yuwan opened her briefcase, took out a document, and tossed it at the other party, saying, "Sign and seal it, and the money will be in your account immediately."
Eighty million is no small sum.
The other person's heart leaped into their throat with excitement. They took out a pen and quickly signed their name.
Less than a minute.
I received a text message from the bank on my phone.
The account has an extra 80 million.
The other party was so happy they were practically beside themselves. "Thank you so much, Chairman Sang."
"Tell me, where did you get these photos from?" Sang Yuwan stared at him intently, her gaze sharp as an icy arrow.
The other person's heart skipped a beat, and their voice trembled slightly, "Chairman Sang, please don't make things difficult for me, I really can't say."
Sang Yuwan raised the document he had just signed, a cool smile playing on his lips. "The last clause states that the second party must disclose the source of the photos; otherwise, the contract is invalid."
She accurately predicted the greed in human nature.
Faced with the temptation of 80 million, the other party would definitely sign without even looking at it.
The other person was terrified. "What did you say?"
Sang Yuwan's eyes were icy cold. "If you don't explain yourself clearly, the Bo family has the right to sue you for breach of contract. And also for malicious extortion."
The other person looked at her, their eyes met, and they trembled with fear.
He swallowed hard, cursing himself inwardly. He'd signed it without even looking at it.
Buzz—
His phone suddenly vibrated, startling him so much that he almost jumped off his chair.
Upon picking it up and looking at it, my back stiffened again.
"Mr. Sang, excuse me, I need to take this call."
"Can."
The other person hurriedly got up and went into the restroom inside the private room. They swiped their phone screen, lowered their voice, and answered the call.
"Boss, the money has arrived, but Chairman Sang wants me to explain the source of the photos."
The person on the other end of the phone said menacingly, "The money's already in the account, why bother with her anymore?"
"She just made me sign a document, and I..."
"Useless thing..."
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