When Sang Yuwan walked out of the mourning hall, those words were still echoing in her ears.
She certainly knew what Rong Zhi meant, but...
"Madam, the Fourth Miss has arrived." Minglang appeared suddenly and whispered.
Sang Yuwan paused, "I don't want to see her."
Minglang understood immediately and whispered, "I'll send her away right away."
Too late.
A woman wearing a black coat and sunglasses had already stepped over the stairs and was walking towards them.
Minglang's heart skipped a beat. He quickly ran over and reached out to stop her. "Fourth Miss, stop."
The woman removed her sunglasses, her gaze as ruthless as if coated with poison. "Minglang, this isn't the Ming family home. No matter how much I hate her, I won't lay a hand on her."
Then his gaze suddenly shifted to Sang Yuwan not far away, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. "Sister Wan, it's been a long time."
Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.
In the clear, dark depths of Sang Yuwan's eyes, a flickering flame was reflected. He suppressed the urge to slap her, took a deep breath, and strode towards the side room.
Ignore it completely.
A woman's voice sounded behind her, "Sister Wan, Master Bo is already gone. Are you still worried that I'll take him away from you?"
Sang Yuwan stiffened and stopped in her tracks. She glanced sideways and said, "Mingmei, I didn't let you in because I thought you were dirty."
Her bright eyes sparkled, and she smiled knowingly. "Then please ask Second Master to come out tonight, Sister. I have something to say to him."
Sang Yuwan's expression froze slightly. She lowered her eyes, exuding a cold indifference that kept people at a distance. "No one in the Bo family dares to order me around."
Minglang interjected, "Madam is now the head of the Bo family."
Mingmei's heart skipped a beat, and her smile froze on her lips. "She's the head of the family?"
Sang Yuwan frowned. "Minglang, take her out."
Minglang was about to make a move.
Mingmei bit her lip, her eyes filled with suppressed hatred. "Sister Wan, I'm Second Master's girlfriend now. Even if you want to kick me out, shouldn't you at least inform him?"
Minglang was taken aback.
Sang Yuwan's expression turned slightly surprised, her gaze becoming complex and unreadable, a knowing smile appearing on her lips. "Second Master's girlfriend?"
Mingmei raised an eyebrow triumphantly, "Sister Wan, I never thought that after all this time, we'd still be family."
Her arrogant and conceited expression ignited a burning hatred within Sang Yuwan. A flickering light emanated from her, devoid of any human warmth; her eyes held only icy coldness.
"Minglang, kick her out."
"yes."
Minglang reached out, grabbed Mingmei's arm, and forcefully pulled her towards the door.
"Second Master...Second Master, save me..."
Mingmei raised her voice and shouted towards the mourning hall.
Many servants gathered around.
Sang Yuwan coldly rebuked, "Don't you all need to work?"
The servants were so frightened that they all ran away in a flash.
Compared to the gentle and refined Bo Xingzhi, they fear more the decisive and resolute Sang Yulao.
Minglang dragged Mingmei for about ten steps before Rongzhi walked out of the mourning hall.
Wearing the same mourning clothes, he appeared more solemn than anyone else. His eyes were filled with deep thought, like an insurmountable cliff.
Mingmei's expression changed instantly upon seeing him emerge. She adopted a pitiful, delicate look, even shedding a few tears. She pouted, on the verge of sobbing, "Second Master, I have something to tell you. But Sister Wan..."
Sang Yuwan let out a cold laugh in her heart.
This big star's acting skills have improved a lot recently.
"Hurry up." Seeing that Sang Yuwan didn't respond, Minglang increased the pressure on his hands.
"Hiss..." Mingmei gasped in pain, her charming voice becoming hoarse, "Second Master, it hurts so much."
Sang Yuwan couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she took a step and left.
A deep voice came from behind him, "Let her go."
Minglang seemed to pause for a moment, "Madam?"
Sang Yuwan didn't bother with it anymore, quickened her pace, and her figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
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After leaving the mourning hall, Sang Yuwan returned to her room.
To be precise, it was her and Bo Xingzhi's marital home.
The interior is decorated in a Chinese style and is almost brand new; the bright red "double happiness" character is still there.
Only these "joy" characters can prove her relationship with Bo Xingzhi.
During these three months, Bo Xingzhi rarely returned to the Bo family home.
When he comes back occasionally, he stays in the study.
He never set foot here.
There was no trace of him in the room.
Forget wedding photos, there aren't even any photos of the two of them in their daily lives.
Sang Yuwan had subtly expressed her request, but Bo Xingzhi always declined, citing being too busy with work.
His coldness towards her made her suspect that he had other women outside.
An investigation yielded no results.
All of his staff members are men.
Before the engagement, he would occasionally have some scandalous news.
For example, Mingmei once made headlines with him.
After getting engaged, his private life was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.
She was the only woman by his side.
Looking back now, it's truly terrifying.
He wasn't devoted to her; he only loved men.
Sang Yuwan sat on the sofa, her scalp tingling with tension.
She removed her gold-inlaid jade hairpin, and her long, glossy black hair cascaded down, slightly curled. An indescribable weariness shrouded her pretty face, and her starry eyes seemed to be gently veiled by a thin mist.
After seven days of rest and recuperation, she was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.
drop--
The phone screen flickered.
The news app pushed out an entertainment news item.
"The official announcement for 'Confessions of Time' is today."
Sang Yuwan was originally not interested in this kind of news.
Six months ago, the "Bo Group" established a new film and television media company, and that's when she started paying attention to information in this area.
She swiped open her phone screen, her eyelids twitched slightly, and she saw a familiar name.
Bright and beautiful.
A top-tier female celebrity in China.
The female lead of "Confessions of Time" has been officially announced.
As her name suggests, she is bright and charming.
This woman had just put on a show called "Tears of a Fallen City" in front of her.
"Oh."
Sang Yuwan's gaze grew colder and colder, like a sharp blade, cutting into that charming and alluring face.
It has been six years since I left the Ming family, and I have gradually forgotten some things.
But she always remembered the grudges and grievances between her and Mingmei.
Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, Mingmei ended up becoming Rong Zhi's girlfriend.
This world is so small.
Knock knock—
"lady."
Xiansi knocked on the door and came in, carrying a bowl of calming and soothing soup.
Sang Yuwan composed herself and asked in a low voice, "Who is the production company behind 'Confessions of Time'?"
Xiansi put down the calming soup, thought for a moment, and said, "New Language Media."
Sang Yuwan said calmly, "Contact the owner of 'Xinyu' and tell him that I am willing to pay three times the market price to acquire 'Xinyu'."
Xian Si paused for a moment, somewhat puzzled. "Madam, 'Xinyu' has suffered losses for three consecutive years, and it doesn't have any artists who can carry the company. The industry is extremely pessimistic about its future prospects."
Sang Yuwan took the small white porcelain spoon, gently stirred the steaming calming soup, and smiled sarcastically, "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."
That sounded like self-deprecation.
She dated Bo Xingzhi for five years without discovering that he was gay.
Xian Si dared not say more, but said, "Madam, I will make the contact in a moment."
Sang Yuwan scooped up a spoonful of calming soup, gently blew on it twice, and asked, "Have you checked Rong Zhi's information?"
Xian Si clenched her fingers anxiously. "We found nothing. It seems like all information about him has been deliberately erased."
Sang Yuwan's fingers stiffened, and the soup in the porcelain spoon wobbled, splashing into the bowl and creating ripples.
Looking across the entire city of Jiangcheng, only Bo Xingzhi possesses such great abilities.
The air froze for a few seconds.
Xian Si's heart tightened. "Madam, I will continue the investigation."
Sang Yuwan hummed in agreement and took a sip of the calming soup.
Seeing this, Xiansi turned around and prepared to leave.
Sang Yuwan stopped her, "Try asking the servants of the Bo family."
Xian Si's eyes lit up as she realized, "Madam is truly amazing! How come I didn't think of that?"
Rong Zhi was Bo Yuanshan's adopted son, so he must have lived in the Bo family. Even if the servants didn't know everything about him, they knew at least some of it.
Sang Yuwan reminded her, "As long as the conditions aren't too outrageous, you don't need to ask me; just agree."
Money makes the world go round.
Taking money to do things, though simple and crude, is the most effective method.
Xiansi raised an eyebrow. "Yes."
Sang Yuwan took two sips of the calming soup, but found it difficult to swallow. So she put down the bowl and went to the bathroom.
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