Sang Yuwan's heart was pounding, and no matter how she breathed, she couldn't calm down.
After a few seconds of silence, she finally spoke, "What did Second Master say to you?"
Shen Qianjie's voice trembled as he said, "Second Master only said one thing: find Chairman Sang."
Sang Yuwan's heart pounded wildly in her chest, each beat slamming heavily against her ribs, the dull pain making her mouth dry.
She picked up her teacup and took two sips of hot tea.
Just this one sentence.
Shen Qianjie replied, "Yes. He only said that one sentence. Shen Yilin then stopped him from speaking."
He paused, then added, "Then, I heard the sound of a whip cracking."
Sang Yuwan was startled. Her fingers trembled, and the water glass slipped from her hand and fell onto the carpet.
The warm tea left an orange stain on the beige wool carpet.
Xian Si was greatly alarmed. "Madam, what's wrong?"
Sang Yuwan took a deep breath and said to Shen Qianjie, "What else did Shen Yilin say to you?"
Shen Qianjie said uneasily, "He asked me to tell you to meet him at No. 1 Chengnan Mansion at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
Sang Yuwan frowned even more deeply.
One Mansion, owned by Bo Xingzhi.
After Bo Xingzhi died, the property rights were not changed.
Because she and Bo Xingzhi did not obtain a marriage certificate.
Legally speaking, she is not his wife.
Shen Yilin chose to meet here; it's unclear what his motives were.
Seeing her silence, Shen Qianjie grew increasingly uneasy, "Chairman Sang..."
Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened, and she took two deep breaths. Her delicate features were sharply defined. "Tomorrow, you will come with me."
"Yes," Shen Qianjie replied firmly.
Sang Yuwan leaned back and said coldly, "Is there anything else?"
Shen Qianjie replied, "That's all."
Sang Yuwan slowly removed the phone from her ear and then hung up.
Xiansi brought over a new cup and poured her another cup of hot tea.
Sang Yuwan frowned deeply, her eyes half-closed.
Xian Si hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and asked, "Madam, what do you need me to do?"
Sang Yuwan took a deep breath, her eyes widening slightly. "Villa 1308, what's the situation now?"
Xian Si clasped her hands together and lowered her head. "It's been very quiet inside, and no one has come in or out."
Sang Yuwan asked again, "Has Minglang contacted you?"
Xiansi shook her head. "No."
Sang Yuwan pursed her lips, a half-smile playing on her lips, "When he comes back, I'll definitely teach him a lesson."
Xian Si looked slightly startled, took a deep breath, and asked in confusion, "Madam, I feel that he and the Second Master are playing a very big game."
"They even kept it from me. Ha. Are they afraid I'll hold them back?" A mocking smile appeared on Sang Yuwan's lips.
Xian Si hurriedly said, "No. They just didn't want Madam to worry."
Sang Yuwan said coldly, "I'm even more worried if you don't say anything."
Xian Si bit her lip. "How about I go to the dark web and find someone to open my third eye?"
Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened, and she immediately rejected the idea, "There's no need to go to such lengths for a mere Shen Yilin."
Xian Si's face turned pale, and she lowered her head, not daring to utter another sound.
The indoor air suddenly became quiet.
The antique clock on the wall moves its second hand almost imperceptibly; only when you listen intently can you catch the subtle, rhythmic ticking sound.
Fragments of time flow slowly in the stillness.
Sang Yuwan sat on the sofa for a while, and the housekeeper stood at the door, asking her where she wanted to dine.
At this moment, she had no appetite.
However, for the sake of the baby in her womb, she couldn't not eat.
Going for a walk might relieve some of the stress in her heart. So she went to the restaurant on the first floor.
Perhaps because she was used to Aunt Qiu's cooking, this meal tasted bland to her. She forced herself to eat only half a bowl of rice before putting down her chopsticks.
Xiansi looked on, deeply worried.
As Sang Yuwan got up to leave, she asked the housekeeper, "Has Miss Six eaten?"
The butler replied, "They've eaten, but not much."
Sang Yuwan paused for half a second, then said to Xian Si, "Go, tell Xinglan to come and take a walk with me."
Xiansi paused for a moment, then reminded her, "Madam, it's raining outside. Why don't you move around a bit indoors?"
Sang Yuwan pursed her thin lips slightly and let out a low "Mmm".
The Bo family's old residence has many courtyards.
The place where the head of the household resides is the main house.
Bo Yuanshan, indulging in refined tastes, had an activity room, tea room, meditation room, and so on.
After Bo Xingzhi took over as head of the family, he added an indoor tennis court and an indoor basketball court. There was also a fully equipped gym.
Sang Yuwan led Bo Xinglan into the activity room.
Strings turned on all the lights in the room first. It was brightly lit.
Although Bo Xinglan is the sixth young lady of the Bo family, she had never been here before.
In the center of the activity room, there are usually soft sofas and comfortable chairs, surrounding a low coffee table. The sofas are covered with comfortably colored cushions, which are soft to the touch and look extremely cozy.
Look at it more closely.
Several artistic paintings hang on the wall, some abstract with contrasting colors, others delicately depicting landscapes.
Perhaps some light decorations hang from the ceiling, swaying gently with the breeze or the occasional movement of a person, adding a touch of dynamism and fun.
Stepping into this space, one's mood seems to lighten up.
Sang Yuwan did not sit down immediately, but walked to the bookshelf in the corner, picked up a book, and casually flipped through it.
My fingertips lightly touched the yellowed pages, and each turn of the page was accompanied by a low and long "rustling" sound.
Seeing this, Bo Xinglan also picked up a book.
Unlike the books in the study, the books displayed here are all art books.
Although Bo Xinglan wasn't particularly interested, she didn't find it too boring either.
“Xinglan, I left you here. Did Third Aunt say anything?” Sang Yuwan suddenly asked.
Bo Xinglan's face turned pale instantly. "She hasn't called me yet."
The air seemed to freeze, and even breathing became heavy and slow.
Sang Yuwan frowned. "Her change of heart is too fast."
Bo Xinglan closed the book in her hand, pursed her lips, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Actually, ever since I had my miscarriage, she has refused to talk to me."
She paused, then added, "Perhaps she thinks I'm a disgrace."
At this moment, the air seemed to solidify into a heavy entity, permeated with an indescribable desolation. It no longer flowed lightly, but instead pressed heavily on every inch of space, making one feel the bone-chilling cold with every breath.
Sang Yuwan's pupils contracted slightly as she slowly spoke, "Xinglan, don't care about what others think. Just be brave and be yourself."
Bo Xinglan's heart clenched, and her eyes widened suddenly, as if she had been frozen in time by an invisible force.
After a few minutes, she finally spoke, "Sister-in-law, I really admire you..."
The next second, the butler appeared at the door. "Madam, the Third Madam has arrived. She wants to take the Sixth Miss back."
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