Thirty-four years.
Bo Yuanshan invested the first sum of money into the slush fund.
Five million.
The money was subsequently invested in Jiangnan Real Estate.
The investor is Mei Qing.
Sang Yuwan's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
Mei Qing.
Light eyebrows.
Without needing to verify, she was certain that Mei Qing was Bo Qingmei's alias.
When Bo Yuanshan married Ning Wanzhen, Bo Qingmei disappeared from the Bo family.
From then on, all information about her was completely deleted.
It was as if she had never come into this world.
Who would have thought that Bo Yuanshan would secretly hide her away so that he could be with her forever?
At the same time, he developed a detailed plan and implemented it step by step.
Sang Yuwan continued flipping through the pages, her lips pressed tightly together, her face as solemn as stone.
The documents Bo Qingmei sent her were incomplete.
Only about one-third.
Even so.
The remaining balance in the slush fund had ballooned to 200 million.
Sang Yuwan frowned, her eyes were dark and her face was covered with a layer of frost.
Buzz—
My phone, which was on my desk, suddenly vibrated.
Her gaze darkened, and she gathered the documents scattered on the coffee table. Clutching them tightly, she took a deep breath and walked to her desk.
I picked up my phone, about to answer it.
The other party suddenly hung up the phone.
Sang Yuwan's lips were taut, and her brows were furrowed tightly, giving her a solemn expression.
She didn't call back, but silently put down her phone.
A few minutes later.
She locked the documents that Bo Qingmei had sent by express delivery into a combination lock cabinet.
Xiansi came in and took the package and the shredded note away. Just as she reached the office door, Sang Yuwan suddenly called out to her, "Is Minglang back?"
“I didn’t see him.” Xian Si paused for a moment. “Madam, should we call him?”
Sang Yuwan said, "No need." After a pause, she added, "When you see him, tell him to come in immediately."
“Yes.” Xuan Si nodded.
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Noon.
A clearer picture has yet to emerge.
Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of foreboding arose within her.
After a few seconds of lingering melancholy, she began dialing Minglang's number.
"Beep beep beep..."
A cold, mechanical sound.
The second call.
"Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."
This time, it was a cold, mechanical female voice.
Sang Yuwan's brow furrowed deeply as she removed the phone from her ear. She then activated the phone's location tracking.
The phone has GPS tracking.
Once opened.
The signal indicates the location.
It turned out to be Qinghe Garden.
Sang Yuwan was terrified, and her face turned pale instantly.
She clutched her chest and took deep breaths to calm herself down as quickly as possible.
Minglang lost contact, but his cell phone signal was detected in Qinghe Garden.
There was only one possibility she could think of.
He got into trouble.
Sang Yuwan felt a pang of regret.
I shouldn't have let him go to Villa 1308.
She knew perfectly well who lived in room 1308.
Shen Yilin would surely have guessed that she would target the people inside 1308.
He must have been prepared for this.
If Minglang goes there, he may have been targeted by Shen Yilin's underhanded tactics.
Sang Yuwan's breathing was rapid and erratic; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't calm down.
She hesitated, wondering whether she should go and take a look at Qinghe Garden.
I pondered for a few minutes.
She gave up.
Shen Yilin waited patiently for his prey. Even someone as skilled as Minglang was caught by him.
She's going there, and the outcome will be the same as Minglang's.
Xiansi came in carrying a thermos of food. "Madam, it's time for your meal."
Sang Yuwan glanced at her. "Was it sent from home?"
Xiansi responded, "Minglang didn't pick up his meal today, so I asked the cafeteria downstairs to cook it separately."
Sang Yuwan's heart sank little by little.
Seeing that her expression was somewhat serious, Xian Si couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. "Madam, what's wrong?"
Sang Yuwan remained seated in her executive chair. "Has Second Master returned?"
Xuan Si paused, "I don't know?"
Sang Yuwan felt a sudden pang of panic, and her face paled slightly.
Xian Si's heart tightened, and she hurriedly put down the food box and walked quickly to her. "Madam, are you feeling unwell? I'll call Dr. Jiang right away."
Sang Yuwan covered her pounding chest with one hand and gently waved the other, "Call Second Master and ask him where he is now?"
Xiansi immediately took out her phone and started dialing Rong Zhi's number.
I called three times in a row, but no one answered.
“Madam, he didn’t answer,” Xian Si said anxiously.
Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan's expression changed drastically. Her lips tightened, and her brows furrowed tightly. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her clenched hands.
Xiansi quickly poured her a glass of warm water and suggested again, "Madam, I'll take you to the hospital."
Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, drank two sips of water, her chest heaving, and asked, "Can you go inside the Qinghe Garden's surveillance video?"
Xiansi nodded. "You can get in. Minglang told me the password before."
Sang Yuwan suppressed her panic, her expression hardened, and she said in a cold voice, "Get me all the surveillance footage from three hours ago."
Finally, she added, "Especially the villa in 1308."
As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up.
Xian Si had already guessed what had happened. She took a deep breath, walked up to her, and bent down to type on Sang Yuwan's computer keyboard.
Soon, the surveillance video of Qinghe Garden appeared on the computer screen.
After searching, Xian Si found no surveillance video of villa 1308.
She couldn't help but wonder, "That's strange, doesn't this house have security cameras installed at the entrance?"
Sang Yuwan's heart sank, and her expression became even more solemn.
Xian Si held his breath, carefully searching through each scene.
All the surveillance cameras around 1308 seem to be malfunctioning.
With an incredulous look, Xian Si said, "Madam, this..."
A thin layer of ice covered Sang Yuwan's eyes, her gaze chilling. "Something's happened."
Xian Si's heart pounded with fear. "Madam, are you referring to Ming Lang..."
Sang Yuwan stared at the computer screen, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "I really underestimated Shen Yilin."
Xian Si's expression changed, and her breathing became erratic. After catching her breath, she spoke again, "Madam, I'll call Second Master."
Shen Yilin is treacherous and ruthless. Sang Yuwan is pregnant, and no accidents can be allowed to happen.
If Minglang really falls into Shen Yilin's hands, then the only person who can go to rescue him is Rong Zhi.
Xian Si was extremely anxious. Without waiting for Sang Yuwan's reply, she dialed Rong Zhi's number again.
Sang Yuwan pulled out a chair and sat down again.
She touched the mouse, and the monitoring screen began to scroll.
Suddenly, Bo Xingzhi's Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared on the surveillance footage.
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