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

Song Jin was in a mess on her way back.

Everything that happened briefly in the treehouse was like a bizarre dream, replaying in her mind again and again.

But when she returned to Qingwu Garden, she realized that it was just because that moment was too beautiful, so beautiful that it was detached from reality, and she had been bewitched.

Now, she has returned to reality and regained her clarity and rationality.

Just like the last time she was rear-ended by Bo Sinian's car, she suddenly lost control and collapsed.

It's all just the resurgence of old emotions.

Therefore, when Bo Sinian reappeared at the entrance of Qingwu Garden, Song Jin was already completely at peace.

"It's so late, let's not go back to the old house." It's past two o'clock, and if we go back and disturb the old man, it won't be worth it.

A wave of drowsiness washed over Song Jin, and she couldn't help but yawn, her tone slow and lazy.

"Okay. Then I'll carry Bo Yi down." Bo Sinian said, turning to go to the car to pick up the child.

Because of being sleepy, Song Jin was also a little slow to react.

By the time she realized what was happening, Bo Sinian was already standing in front of her, holding the child.

Song Jin's sleepiness vanished instantly. "Wait, big brother, what do you mean?"

Bo Sinian replied confidently, lowering his voice, "Didn't you say you weren't going back to the old house? Do you really want to keep the kids busy at this hour?"

Song Jin was genuinely surprised. "You don't mean you want Bo Yi to stay here, do you?"

Bo Sinian had been waiting for her to say that. He picked up the child and walked straight inside, acting as if he were no outsider. "Then I'll be bothering you tonight."

Song Jin instinctively reached out and grabbed him, her brows furrowing deeply. "Bo Sinian, what exactly are you trying to do?"

At this moment, Bo Yi squirmed uneasily in Bo Sinian's arms and murmured in his sleep, "Dad..."

Bo Sinian quickly patted her back gently and softly comforted her, "Daddy's here, you can sleep peacefully."

Song Jin finally softened. She yawned and said in a soft, husky voice, "I don't care anymore, I'm going to sleep. Just find Bo Yi a room."

Anyway, there are plenty of rooms.

Watching Song Jin walk ahead, Bo Sinian's lips unconsciously curved into a gentle smile.

Because she went to bed late, Song Jin woke up the next day to find it already bright daylight.

This is her first time living in this home in sixteen years.

As she drew back the curtains, bright sunlight streamed in. The lush greenery and vibrant flowers of Qingwu Garden filled the air with life, instantly lifting Song Jin's spirits. She stretched contentedly, her good mood spreading throughout her.

As I pushed open the door and stepped out of the bedroom, the clear, soft laughter of a child unexpectedly drifted over.

"Shh, Bao'er is still sleeping, let's not wake her." That was Bo Sinian's voice.

Song Jin then remembered that she had agreed to let Bo Yi stay overnight before going to bed.

Haven't they left yet?

She stood on the second floor, frowning as she looked at the father and daughter in the restaurant.

She had just taken back Qingwu Garden, yet the father and daughter acted as if they were at home.

Bo Yi nodded obediently, covered her mouth with her little hand, and softly responded twice, "Mmm."

Bo Sinian carefully poured a glass of milk for Bo Yi and placed it beside her. He then picked up a boiled egg, patiently peeled off the shell, let it cool, and handed it to the little girl's palm. "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Seeing him patiently and gently taking care of Bo Yi as he ate breakfast, Song Jin felt a sharp pain in her heart.

She silently clenched her fingers, her heart filled with a sense of melancholy and bitterness.

Why?

Why doesn't her child deserve his fatherly love?

"Good morning, Jinbao'er!" Bo Yi noticed her at some point, her clear eyes sparkling as she looked at her, waving her soft little hand and greeting her sweetly and charmingly.

Bo Sinian looked over at the sound, his gaze landing squarely on her, warm like sunlight. He slightly parted his lips, "You're awake? I ordered breakfast, come down and have some."

Song Jin also found it difficult to describe her feelings at that moment.

She could clearly sense Bo Sinian's approach.

But how could he so casually bring someone else's child into her life?

Song Jin smiled at Bo Yi, trying to make her tone sound normal, "I'm not eating. I'm going to school."

She took her bag and went downstairs, heading straight for the door. "Please clean up after you finish eating."

Bo Sinian quickly grabbed some breakfast and chased after her, telling her to take it to school to eat.

Song Jin also said in a very indifferent tone, "No need."

"What's wrong? What happened?" Bo Sinian noticed that her mood was a bit off.

Song Jin stopped, her gaze fixed on him, her face unsmiling. "Bo Sinian, what exactly do you want? Have you forgotten that you have a fiancée and a child? Last night was the first and last time I let you and Bo Yi stay overnight. After breakfast, take Bo Yi and leave."

Her stunningly beautiful features became angular and sharp in her words, and the calm and composed expression she had just maintained cracked inch by inch, the warmth in her eyes quickly cooling down.

Bo Sinian's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his whole body tensed involuntarily. "Song Jinye, last night..."

"You drank too much last night and did some inappropriate things. I don't want it to happen again." Song Jin interrupted him expressionlessly, explaining and defining last night's "accident".

Seeing Song Jin drive away without hesitation, Bo Sinian's face gradually darkened.

On her way to school, Song Jin also received a call from Zhuge Yu.

"Boss, we found it! We didn't expect that while investigating Ji Qing, we also found evidence that Song Zhaoyun secretly instructed Chen Zhihong. It's like finding a needle in a haystack."

So Song Jin turned his car around and went directly to Zhuge Yu to get evidence.

According to the information Zhuge Yu found, someone opened a secret overseas account for Ji Qing and transferred US$30 into it. This amount basically covered all of Ji Qing's expenses for studying abroad.

Zhuge Yu followed this lead and eventually discovered that the person who transferred money to Ji Qing was Song Zhaoyun.

After reading the information, Song Jin was filled with disbelief. "Bo Yi is her daughter. How could she abandon her own daughter to scheme against someone else? Has Song Zhaoyun gone mad?"

"That kind of person has no bottom line. They'll use anything to achieve their goals. Take a look at this." Zhuge Yu handed her a second document.

The second document is similar in purpose.

The reason we couldn't find any financial dealings between Song Zhaoyun and Chen Zhihong's family before was because we didn't expect Song Zhaoyun to open an overseas account for Chen Zhihong's son, who was still in junior high school. She transferred all the money she used to bribe Chen Zhihong into that account, which amounted to nearly 1000 million RMB.

"Boss, what are you planning to do now?" Zhuge Yu asked her.

Song Jin also held two sets of documents, which meant that he had firmly grasped the initiative in his own hands.

Should we hand him over to the police so that Song Zhaoyun can face legal punishment?

Or should she negotiate with the Song family to get back what originally belonged to her?

She needs to think carefully and fight for her own best interests.

However, to her surprise, she bumped into Bo Sinian right after leaving Zhuge Yu's house.

Bo Sinian glanced at her, then at Zhuge Yu behind her, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Is this what you meant by going to school to work overtime?"