Sang Yuwan took it, her eyelids slightly lowered, and her dark pupils contracted.
The man in the photo is holding a woman in his arms.
The woman's head rested on his chest, and the man's hands gently cradled the girl's back, neither too forceful nor lacking in tenderness.
Sang Yuwan was surprised.
The man had distinct features and dark, deep eyes. His black overcoat added to his cold and aloof demeanor.
The woman's entire face was buried in his chest, with only a small part of her back visible.
Sang Yuwan's pupils suddenly dilated, and her heart skipped a beat.
The jade hairpin in the woman's hair was clearly a gift from Bo Yuanshan and Ning Wanzhen when she got engaged to Bo Xingzhi.
Sang Yuwan suddenly realized.
Ning Wanzhen was furious and insisted that her relationship with Rong Zhi was all because of this jade hairpin.
As evening approached, his limbs grew cold, and his heart felt like a fully drawn bowstring.
Xiansi brought in a cup of ginseng tea and a cup of black tea.
A warm and rich fragrance rose gently, and Sang Yuwan's eyelashes fluttered twice.
The phone was handed back to Ning Wanzhen.
"Mom, it's absurd to conclude that my relationship with Second Master is not innocent based on just one photo."
Ning Wanzhen's suspicions hadn't completely subsided, and her expression remained tense. "Wanwan, how do you explain this jade hairpin?"
Sang Yuwan picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and said calmly, "Mom, do you know that Mr. Bo was once with my fourth sister?"
Ning Wanzhen stiffened, frowning. "Mingmei?"
After taking a couple of sips of warm tea, Sang Yuwan's cold hands and feet warmed up a little. "It is her."
Xiansi interjected, "On the day of Mr. Bo's burial, Miss Ming posted a Weibo post saying that she deeply regretted not being able to be with Mr. Bo in this lifetime."
Ning Wanzhen was utterly shocked, her face paling slightly. "Wanwan, even if they really were together, what does that have to do with this hairpin?"
Sang Yuwan forced a bitter smile. "My fourth sister has always liked to snatch my things since she was little. After she saw this jade hairpin, she begged Master Bo to give her an identical one."
Lies come out of his mouth so easily.
Sang Yuwan also knew that once a lie is told, more lies need to be woven to cover it up and make it a cover-up.
At this moment, she had no other choice but to dispel Ning Wanzhen's suspicions.
Someone has to take the blame for this, and Mingmei is the best candidate.
"She is now Second Master's girlfriend."
Ning Wanzhen was shocked. "What did you say?"
Sang Yuwan calmed herself down and said, "If you don't believe me, you can go and ask Fourth Sister to confirm."
Seeing how convincingly she spoke, Ning Wanzhen actually believed her. She took two sips of ginseng tea, her lips trembling slightly, hesitant to speak, her eyes revealing deep self-reproach and guilt.
Seeing this, Sang Yuwan silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Buzz—
Xiansi's phone vibrated, and she hurriedly went outside.
Ning Wanzhen turned slightly, holding her teacup, and looked at Sang Yuwan, her voice low and gentle, "Wanwan, I misunderstood you this time, please don't take it to heart. As for punishment..."
"Mom, you are my elder, how could I possibly punish you? But we must not let this person who sows discord off lightly." Sang Yuwan slowly lowered her eyes, speaking the harshest words in the calmest tone.
Ning Wanzhen's heart skipped a beat, and the ginseng tea in her cup swayed. "Wanwan, how about we let it go this time?"
Sang Yuwan frowned slightly, her eyes darkening. "If they do it once, they'll do it again. If we let them off easily this time, who knows what trouble they'll cause in the future?"
Ning Wanzhen looked a little unwell. She put down her teacup, frowned, and sighed, "Wanwan, as long as you do the right thing and behave properly, you don't need to be afraid of others' criticism."
Sang Yuwan felt as if she had been stabbed hard by a long, thin silver needle, and shivered in pain.
Ning Wanzhen was taken aback. "Wanwan, what's wrong?"
Sang Yuwan smiled faintly, "It's nothing."
Seeing this, Ning Wanzhen asked worriedly, "What did Dr. An say?"
Sang Yuwan said, "Dr. An said that I already had hypoglycemia, and my blood and qi were even weaker after I became pregnant."
Upon hearing this, Ning Wanzhen visibly became anxious, "Is the child alright?"
Sang Yuwan remained silent.
In Ning Wanzhen's heart, her grandson is more important than her daughter-in-law.
She pursed her lips. "It's fine."
Ning Wanzhen's tense face gradually relaxed, and her brows unfurrowed. "It's good that you're alright."
Sang Yuwan continued drinking her tea without saying a word.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat quietly for a few minutes.
Ning Wanzhen looked at Sang Yuwan, her eyes slightly red, "Wanwan, you are not only my daughter-in-law now, but also my daughter. If anything happens to you, there is no meaning for me to live."
These words sound touching, but they actually involve a form of moral blackmail.
This was also a warning to Sang Yuwan that she would be Bo Xingzhi's wife for the rest of her life.
Some thoughts shouldn't be had, and shouldn't be had.
The silver needle that had been stuck in Sang Yuwan's heart pierced deeper, and the pain spread little by little, overwhelming every nerve.
She leaned back, calming herself. After a few seconds, she spoke slowly.
"Mom, you're all I have left."
Hearing this, Ning Wanzhen felt a lump in her throat and her eyes welled up with tears. "Wanwan, you still have your child. He is your greatest support in the Bo family."
Sang Yuwan curled her lips slightly, but inwardly she let out a cold laugh.
Ultimately, it's all for this child.
Ning Wanzhen's gaze fell on her lower abdomen, a hint of expectation appearing in her eyes, "Wanwan, if you can't handle the work, ask your subordinates to help you share the burden."
Sang Yuwan said softly, "Okay."
Ning Wanzhen was about to get up when she suddenly remembered something. "I heard Lin Ran is going to resign. Did something happen to her?"
The air in the bedroom instantly became low pressure.
Moist and stuffy.
Sang Yuwan's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, the smile not reaching her eyes. "Mom, you've never been involved in the company's affairs before, why are you suddenly concerned about her?"
Ning Wanzhen smiled and said, "She is Aunt Tang's niece."
Sang Yuwan sat on the sofa, feeling weak all over and with heavy eyelids.
Rong Zhi was like a hungry wolf; when he did it, he wanted nothing more than to tear her apart and devour her whole.
Even after resting for so long, my body is still very weak.
She adjusted her posture, a slight smile playing on her lips. "I only knew she was Xingzhi's confidante; I never imagined there was this other connection."
Ning Wanzhen smiled, but her tone became heavier, "She got to where she is today entirely on her own."
"Who doesn't rely on themselves?" Sang Yuwan slightly raised her eyes, a faint sneer on her lips.
Ning Wanzhen smiled slightly awkwardly, "Wanwan, don't take it to heart. I was just asking casually. Don't worry, no matter what, I'll always be on your side."
"Thank you, Mom." Sang Yuwan really didn't have the energy to continue chatting with her, and gave a slight smile. "Mom, it's getting late, I'll see you downstairs."
As soon as he finished speaking, he made a move to stand up.
Ning Wanzhen pressed her down, "Wanwan, you should rest well. Xiansi can take me out."
With a guilty look on her face, Sang Yuwan said, "Mom, when I have some free time, I'll go to the old house to keep you company."
Ning Wanzhen's expression softened slightly upon hearing this. She raised her hand and gently patted her shoulder, "Wanwan, take good care of yourself, don't push yourself. And..."
She suddenly stopped.
Sang Yuwan's eyelids twitched suddenly.
Ning Wanzhen slowly lifted her foot, lowered her head, bent down, and picked up a black and gold shirt cufflink. "What's this?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan suddenly looked up, her heart pounding with fear.
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