After abandoning his wife and children, Bo Xilai coaxed and begged her to reconcile.

At Bo Sinian's invitation and under his guidance, the group entered the villa.

Jiang Yiran whispered in Song Jinye's ear, "Have you been here before?"

Song Jin nodded slightly.

I did come here, but it wasn't finished being renovated then.

However, she really liked the environment here; it was quiet and peaceful, with mountains, forests, and blue skies right outside the door.

So she asked if she wanted to move in once this place was ready.

But Bo Sinian disagreed, saying, "I have other arrangements for this house. Why aren't you satisfied with living in Langyuan?"

Now, she has finally seen the hillside villa take shape, just as Bo Sinian designed it back then.

The hillside villa has finally welcomed its true owner.

"Wow! Is this a candlelight dinner prepared by Miss Song? If I had known, I wouldn't have dragged President Bo to drink and eat at Qingwu Garden earlier. I wonder if President Bo still has an appetite for this candlelight dinner."

As soon as Jiang Yiran entered the villa, her eyes scanned the entire place like a sophisticated scanner.

Her eyes were immediately drawn to the restaurant. On the table stood an elegant metal candlestick, and exquisite silver plates and crystal-clear glasses were arranged in an orderly fashion, adorned with a few light-colored flowers, their petals bathed in light, giving them an exceptionally gentle appearance.

She nudged Song Jinye's arm quietly, and just as she expected, Song Zhaoyun had put a lot of thought into this romantic night.

Unfortunately, the more meticulously she prepared and the more anticipated she was, the more broken her heart became.

Jiang Yiran, always eager for a good show, ran to the restaurant and shattered the beautiful scene before everyone's eyes, completely destroying Song Zhaoyun's expectations for the evening.

Indeed, Jiang Yiran's words almost made Song Zhaoyun lose his composure.

The feigned gentleness she had just moments before vanished instantly. The romantic table setting came into view, devoid of warmth, leaving only a thick layer of resentment. She didn't get angry, but her gaze was gloomy, layers of hatred piling up, almost bursting through her skin.

If looks could kill, then Jiang Yiran would already be riddled with holes from Song Zhaoyun's gaze.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had prepared these." Bo Sinian gently patted her shoulder, comforting her softly.

Song Zhaoyun bit her lip hard, giving him a smile that was more like a grimace, also to let Bo Sinian see her forbearance, "It's nothing. It's also my fault for not telling you."

"Isn't Bo Yi here?" A childish voice suddenly broke the dullness and oppression, as well as the unspoken power struggle between adults.

Shen Jiuran looked around but couldn't find Bo Yi, so he asked.

He came here hoping to play with Bo Yi for a while, but he didn't see Bo Yi. His chubby little face was filled with disappointment.

Bo Sinian didn't see Bo Yi either, and he looked at Song Zhaoyun with a puzzled expression.

During the day, he took Bo Yi out to play for a while, and later when he returned to the company to handle work, he left the child in Song Zhaoyun's care.

He thought Song Zhaoyun would bring the child with him.

"My mom and grandma haven't seen her in a long time and miss her terribly. She also said she wanted to spend time with my maternal grandma and great-grandma, so she didn't come with me." Song Zhaoyun suppressed her emotions, deliberately making her gestures gentle and kind, but the gloom and hatred in her eyes did not dissipate at all.

Actually, she deliberately left Bo Yi at the Song family so that she could have some alone time with Bo Sinian.

But to her surprise, a group of uninvited guests shamelessly approached and ruined her entire plan.

I originally thought watching a meteor shower would be a rare experience, so I figured it was fine for the kids to stay up all night.

As a result, the child's battery ran out quickly, and he fell asleep with his head tilted to the side.

"I'll watch over Xiao Jiu. You go to the yard with everyone to watch the shooting stars." Since it was an unfamiliar place, Song Jin was afraid the little guy would be scared when he woke up, so she wanted to stay in the villa to watch over him.

"It's okay. I'll stay here." Shen Yanzhi told Song Jin to go watch the meteor shower too.

"President Shen is such a good father." Jiang Yiran had seen how much Shen Yanzhi cared for Shen Jiuran, so she sincerely praised him.

Song Jin fully agrees with this point, saying, "He practically raised Xiao Jiu single-handedly."

But thinking about it, it makes sense; given her health, she can't have any more children.

Since she only has one child, Shen Yanzhi has to put in extra effort.

"Good men in China! Good fathers in China!" Jiang Yiran said meaningfully, "You should all learn from them."

To Bo Sinian, their conversation was nothing short of a joke! A tremendous humiliation!

What's so great about raising a child single-handedly? He was involved in every aspect of Bo Yi's growth, okay?

And what's more, a hypocrite who steals other men's wives can be called a "good Chinese man"? I've never seen anything like it before!

The best spot to watch the meteor shower is in the backyard, which offers a wide view and a clear night sky without a single cloud, with a deep and mysterious inky blue expanse.

The area is meticulously maintained and offers a comfortable retreat, furnished with a variety of relaxing chairs. Large rattan lounge chairs, with their curved shape conforming to the back, are covered with soft cotton and linen cushions, perfect for lying down and gazing at the night sky. There are also wrought iron double swings with sturdy ropes. In the center of the lawn is a set of wooden outdoor tables and chairs, with wide-backed chairs and a round table, ideal for casual conversation. Several single folding beach chairs are also available nearby, offering comfort and relaxation.

Everyone found a place to sit down. A few tiny specks of light slowly streaked across the sky. Then, a bright shooting star suddenly pierced the night, leaving a long, gentle, silvery-white trail before disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.

"I saw it! I saw a shooting star!" Jiang Yiran shouted excitedly.

After saying that, she quickly put her hands together, bowed her head, and made a sincere wish.

I don't know if it was because the meteor shower was clearer from the mountain, or because the meteor shower was so spectacular, but the viewing experience was excellent.

Before long, one after another, shooting stars fell from the sky, illuminating the entire heavens with a shower of light.

Where the starlight falls, the treetops, lawns, and forests are all bathed in a soft, gentle glow.

The entire courtyard was gently enveloped by a flowing galaxy.

Looking up, shooting stars cascaded down, vast and dreamlike, as if one could reach out and catch the falling starlight.

"This is so beautiful! It has to be God, who knows how to be romantic." Jiang Yiran looked at it while taking pictures.

"Let me take the picture for you." Song Jin also took out her phone, capturing the action of her reaching out to catch the falling starlight, and then freezing the moment.

Jiang Yiran then took several group photos with Song Jinye, Zhou Chu, and Zhou Yao, creating a nine-grid layout, which she shared on her WeChat Moments: "Starlight falls, but my dear friends are by my side. I love this beautiful world."

Zhou Chu was the first to give her a thumbs up.

Song Jin followed closely behind.

Midway through, Song Jin also went to the restroom.

Although the place wasn't fully renovated when she came four years ago, she still knew where the restrooms were.

When they came out, they found Bo Sinian blocking the doorway.

Song Jin assumed he also wanted to use the restroom, so he stepped aside to make way for him.

However, Bo Sinian grabbed her wrist, his deep, tender voice descending with a shooting star outside the window, "I'll take you somewhere."