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

That cry of "Jin Bao'er" was like a shooting star outside the window, falling straight into Song Jinye's heart.

Actually, this title originated from him.

At the height of their relationship, he gave her many nicknames, such as "Little Sun," "Little Darling," "Power Bank," "Clingy," "Jinbao'er," "Little Jin," "Little Ye," "Gold," and so on.

Once, Jiang Yiran heard Bo Sinian call her "Jin Bao'er". While she found their sweet talk disgusting, she kept imitating Bo Sinian's way of calling her that. After laughing at him several times, she gradually got used to it.

Later, when Xiao Jiu was old enough to learn to speak, she heard Jiang Yiran calling her "Jin Bao'er" repeatedly and learned it too. Then the nickname "Jin Bao'er" began to circulate.

The lingering afterglow of the tender moment remained, the feeling was so wonderful that it was impossible to be satisfied with just a fleeting taste.

Without hesitation, Bo Sinian lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

The shooting star had stopped sometime earlier, but his kiss was still going strong, intense and lingering.

Bo Sinian poured all his obsession, resentment, deep affection, confusion, and desire for reconciliation into the kiss, as if he wanted to ask Song Jin for an answer, or as if he wanted to use this belated kiss to warmly welcome her return.

After the brilliance faded, the world returned to silence.

In the dim light, the only sounds in the treehouse were their warm breaths and the resonant heartbeats in their chests.

Song Jin, without even realizing it, was also captivated...

"Sinian, Sinian, where are you?"

A shout came from afar, growing louder as it approached, bringing Song Jinye back to her senses.

She pushed Bo Sinian away, her breathing unsteady. "Song Zhaoyun is looking for you."

In the dim light, Bo Sinian frowned, still holding Song Jin tightly, his tone still tender, "She can't be found."

"Si Nian! Song Jinye, is that you? Where did you take Si Nian?" Song Zhaoyun shouted urgently, his voice almost coming from outside the treehouse.

"What do you mean by that? I could say that Bo Sinian secretly took Jin Bao'er away." Jiang Yiran immediately refuted her statement.

"Is it meaningful to dwell on this now? The important thing is to find them both." Song Zhaoyun suppressed his emotions and argued with Jiang Yiran.

"What's there to look for? This is Bo Sinian's villa. How could he possibly get lost? He'll come out when it's time." Jiang Yiran loved to argue with her.

"I don't want to talk to you right now. You've finished watching the meteor shower, you can leave now." Song Zhaoyun found her an eyesore and directly gave her the order to leave.

"Si Nian! Can you hear my voice?" Song Zhaoyun shouted again.

Bo Sinian ignored him, grabbed Song Jinye's head, and kissed her again with renewed gusto.

Song Jin's eyes widened in surprise!

Is this man insane?

She rejected him with all her might, taking two steps back. "Song Zhaoyun is right outside."

Bo Sinian seemed completely unconcerned. "So?"

Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang, startling Song Jin.

Song Zhaoyun seemed to have heard it too, "Si Nian, you..."

However, the next second, Bo Sinian used a remote control to close the window, completely cutting off the outside noise.

He let the phone ring, looking at Song Jinye with a mocking expression, "Are you worried about her finding out we're together?"

Song Jin ignored him and walked straight to the door.

It wasn't that she was worried about being discovered, but rather that she didn't want to cause trouble and didn't want Song Zhaoyun to bite her like a mad dog.

Bo Sinian caught up with her in a few steps, his tone pleading, "Stay with me a little longer, okay?"

In the dim light, she couldn't see his expression.

However, Bo Sinian tonight is very different.

"Bo Sinian, are you drunk?"

"If admitting that being drunk can make you stay, then I was drunk." He hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head, as if he was particularly reluctant to leave.

His phone finally stopped ringing.

The next second, Song Jinye's phone started vibrating again.

Without a doubt, it was Song Zhaoyun who called.

In that instant, she suddenly remembered herself four years ago.

At that time, she was not long pregnant.

Bo Sinian made it clear that after she aborted the child, he would move out.

He doesn't answer my calls or reply to my messages.

So, was he preoccupied with his ambiguous relationship with Song Zhaoyun at that time and had no time to pay attention to her?

Thinking of this, Song Jin also pushed her elbow back forcefully, "You've had too much to drink, so you should stay here and sober up."

She left quickly, uttering a harsh remark.

Bo Sinian frowned deeply, completely confused, not understanding why she had suddenly become angry.

When Song Jin returned to the villa, she was immediately grabbed by Song Zhaoyun. Her gaze was like sharp, fine thorns, scrutinizing Song Jin.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you answer my calls?" Finally, her gaze fixed on Song Jinye's lips, whose color seemed to have faded a bit.

"I don't need to report to you where I go, do I? I don't seem to have any obligation to answer your calls." Song Jin also shook off her hand.

"Where's Si Nian? Were you together just now? What were you doing?" Song Zhaoyun's eyes were tense, filled with anxiety and suspicion. He spoke quickly and urgently, eager to force out an answer.

"No comment."

Song Jin also went to the living room and told Shen Yanzhi that they could leave.

Shen Yanzhi carefully picked up the sleeping Shen Jiuran, her movements gentle, afraid of disturbing the child.

He and Song Jin walked out of the villa together.

Song Zhaoyun caught up in a panic, "President Shen, Song Jin has been missing without a word for so long, aren't you going to ask her where she went, who she was with, and what she did?"

Shen Yanzhi's tone was calm, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "Missing? When? Isn't Xiao Ye right here?"

Song Zhaoyun: "..."

After Song Jinye and the others left, Song Zhaoyun returned to the villa and was surprised to find Bo Sinian standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Her tense nerves finally relaxed. "Si Nian, where did you go? I was so worried about you."

She quickly ran to his side.

"I didn't go anywhere," Bo Sinian replied casually.

He turned around. "It's getting late, we should head down the mountain. Are you driving yourself, or would you like to ride with me?"

Song Zhaoyun had a lot of questions she wanted to ask him, but Bo Sinian's words surprised her greatly: "Aren't we staying here tonight?"

Bo Sinian glanced at her casually. "You can stay here if you want."

A hint of joy instantly appeared in Song Zhaoyun's eyes.

Bo Sinian continued, "Then I'll be going now. You can come down the mountain tomorrow."

Song Zhaoyun's joy lasted only a second before her expression was replaced by immense disappointment. Bo Sinian was gone; what was the point of her staying here alone?

Amidst her turbulent thoughts, she noticed a hint of color on Bo Sinian's lips. She stared at it for a few seconds, her heart pounding with bitterness and unease. Unable to contain herself, she blurted out, "Were you with Song Jin just now?"