After turning off the car, Minglang turned to Sang Yuwan and asked, "Madam, would you like to eat something first?"
Sang Yuwan pressed her brow bone. "No need."
Minglang didn't say anything more and unbuckled his seatbelt.
Ning Wanzhen's car also arrived.
She and Sang Yuwan got out of the car at almost the same time, looked at each other, and neither of them said a word.
Ning Wanzhen felt a chill in her heart.
After this incident, the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will likely never be the same again.
At this moment, she couldn't help but regret that she shouldn't have listened to Bo Yuheng's words, and even more so, she shouldn't have rushed to Qinghe Garden to verify.
Sang Yuwan frowned slightly, took a step, and walked into the old house's main hall.
Ning Wanzhen took two deep breaths and followed.
Sang Yuwan instructed the steward to summon the families of the second and third branches of the Bo family as well.
Fang Yi helped Bo Xinglan arrive last.
"Hanshan, what happened?"
Bo Hanshan's face was dark and sullen. "We'll see how things go later."
Fang Yi's breath hitched, and she pulled Bo Xinglan down to sit.
Sang Yuwan sat in the main seat, her expression indifferent, and remained silent for a long time.
She remained silent, and no one dared to utter a sound.
The huge hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Bo Hanshan glanced at Bo Yuheng, whose eyes were slightly closed, as if he were resting.
He frowned and said something to Sang Yuwan.
"You called people over, but you don't say anything. Do you want everyone to sit with you in silence?"
Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened, her voice as cold as ice, "No rush. Wait a little longer."
Bo Hanshan raised his voice, "Everyone's here, who are we waiting for?"
Sang Yuwan frowned almost imperceptibly, her tone noticeably somber, "Second Master Bo, Rong Zhi."
Ning Wanzhen's heart skipped a beat, and her blood pressure spiked again. "Just say what you have to say. Why are you waiting for him?"
Sang Yuwan didn't understand why she hated Rong Zhi so much. Was it just because he had a face that looked somewhat similar to Bo Xingzhi's?
A mocking glint appeared in Bo Hanshan's eyes as he sarcastically asked, "So you can't live without him anymore?"
Ning Wanzhen's chest heaved violently.
The crowd's eyes, as if watching a good show, all fell on Sang Yuwan's face.
His gaze held disdain and mockery.
Sang Yuwan looked down at him with a half-smile, "Third Uncle, remember this slap."
Bo Hanshan scoffed coldly, "Did I say something wrong? You and Rong Zhi..."
"What happened between my sister-in-law and me?"
A deep, sharp voice came from the entrance of the hall.
Everyone turned to look over at the same time.
Rong Zhi, dressed in a black overcoat, strode in, his firm footsteps like drumbeats, landing heavily in everyone's hearts.
He stopped abruptly in front of Bo Hanshan, lowered his eyes, and looked down at him with disdain.
"Third Uncle, please continue."
Backlit, Rong Zhi's expression grew even more somber, his dark eyes like an abyss.
Bo Hanshan's heart skipped a beat. He gripped the armrests of his wheelchair tightly and gritted his teeth, "Do I need to say it?"
Rong Zhi reached out his left hand and placed it on his shoulder. His face was colder than the night outside. "Third Uncle, you'd better explain yourself clearly today."
Bo Hanshan felt as if his shoulder blades were about to be crushed, and his brows furrowed in pain. "Let go!"
Rong Zhi's thin lips curled slightly. "Tell me. What happened between me and my sister-in-law?"
Bo Hanshan winced in pain and grabbed his wrists with both hands. "Let go!"
“Hanshan…” Fang Yi stood up abruptly.
Rong Zhi tightened his grip, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged out.
"You..." Bo Hanshan was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
Fang Yi was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. "Patriarch, aren't you going to do something about this?"
Sang Yuwan glared at her and said coldly, "Doesn't Third Uncle know the saying 'Disaster comes from the mouth'?"
Seeing that Bo Hanshan's face had turned pale, Fang Yi stamped her foot in panic and lost her temper, "Everyone knows that you and Second Master have a close relationship, but they just don't dare to say it."
Sang Yuwan's eyes flashed coldly, like sharp blades. "Everyone else is keeping quiet, so why is Third Uncle speaking up?"
Fang Yi replied, "Isn't it because you're the head of the family..."
"You still know I'm the head of the family." Sang Yuwan slammed her hand on the table next to her, her pretty face tense, and the imposing manner she exuded was chilling. "To slander the head of the family in public, according to the Bo family rules, you should go to the ancestral hall to reflect for a month."
Fang Yi lowered her head, her voice becoming much softer, "My Hanshan was just telling the truth..."
Rong Zhi suddenly let go.
Bo Hanshan's body trembled violently twice, his breathing was unsteady, and he was panting heavily.
Sang Yuwan's gaze swept over Bo Yuheng. "I always act based on evidence, not people. You say that my relationship with Second Master is too close, then please provide the evidence."
Bo Hanshan took two deep breaths. "Dare you say that you weren't seen together as a couple today?"
Rong Zhi chuckled, "Which eye of yours saw me and my sister-in-law together?"
Bo Hanshan's chest heaved as he took out his phone. "See for yourself."
He opened the photo album and was suddenly dumbfounded.
The photo that Bo Yuheng sent him had disappeared.
Mysteriously, there were more intimate photos of him and prostitutes in the album.
"Third Uncle, what are you looking at?" Rong Zhi sneered.
Bo Hanshan instinctively wanted to delete those intimate photos, but he lowered his head and said nervously, "It's nothing."
Rong Zhi snatched the phone, examined it carefully, raised an eyebrow, and said in a teasing tone, "Third Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so sophisticated at your age."
Upon hearing this, Fang Yi's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly peeked over.
Rong Zhi handed her the phone. "Third Aunt, take your time reading."
Fang Yi's palms burned. She looked down and saw those disgusting photos, and she trembled with anger.
I accidentally opened a video.
"Uncle Bo, you ordered two at once. Can your body handle it?"
"Don't even mention two, I can afford to play with ten or eight."
"Uncle Bo, you didn't take some kind of medicine, did you...?"
"You'll find out soon enough..."
The flirtatious sounds were unbearable to hear.
The older ones frowned slightly, while the younger ones blushed.
Bo Hanshan yelled at Fang Yi, "Give me your phone."
Fang Yi's neck turned red, and she angrily threw her phone at his arms, "Bo Hanshan, you shameless person."
Bo Hanshan yelled at her again, "This isn't real?"
Fang Yi was so angry she could hardly breathe. "You dare say the person in here isn't you, Bo Hanshan?"
Bo Hanshan was furious. "With today's advanced AI technology, changing a face is a piece of cake."
Fang Yi gritted her teeth, "Face swap? Bo Hanshan, are you a pervert? Making such a video and keeping it on your phone."
Just as Bo Hanshan was about to scold her, Rong Zhi spoke up.
"Third Uncle's words have reminded me."
Bo Hanshan was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
Rong Zhi smiled faintly, "AI face swapping. It can Photoshop any kind of photo."
Bo Xinglan, sitting next to Fang Yi, turned pale.
Bo Hanshan choked, unsure how to continue.
Rong Zhi glanced at Bo Xinglan, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Sixth Sister, what's wrong?"
Everyone turned to look at Bo Xinglan.
Sang Yuwan's heart inexplicably started racing.
Could the bed photos of Bo Xinglan and Ming Zhan be...?
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