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

The next afternoon, both Old Madam Song and Madam Song were in the ward.

The two looked at Song Zhaoyun with heartache, their eyes full of concern and affection.

"Yesterday was terrifying! I'm still shaken. Your dad and I didn't sleep a wink last night. Thankfully, you're alright. The doctor said that if the knife had gone any deeper, it could have damaged your uterus, and even affected your intestines, pelvic organs, and caused an abdominal infection. My legs went weak when I heard that." Xiao Ruohua's eyes reddened as she thought about yesterday's events.

Standing to the side, Old Madam Song's face was filled with heart-wrenching pain. Her voice was hoarse as she sighed deeply, "My child, you've never suffered such a serious injury or endured such hardship in your life. It scared this old man half to death. Luckily, you're blessed to have escaped unharmed. That heartless bastard, how could he be so cruel? Sinian, you must make sure the law punishes him severely!"

Madam Song was filled with resentment.

Bo Sinian quickly replied, "Don't worry, Grandma. Zhaoyun's injury this time is entirely because of me. I will have the best doctors and the best medicine to help her recover completely."

A hint of relief appeared in Madam Song's cloudy eyes. "I know you are a responsible young man. With your words, I am at ease."

"Yes, Zhaoyun is my only daughter. My greatest wish in this life is to see her find someone who truly treats her well, get married, have children, live a healthy and carefree life," Xiao Ruohua said meaningfully, her words carrying a strong implication.

"Mom, Grandpa Bo came to see me last night. We explained the situation to him, and he said he wouldn't object to me and Si Nian anymore." Although Song Zhaoyun was weak, her tone couldn't hide her joy.

Upon hearing this, Madam Song and Madam Song paused slightly, exchanged a glance, and then looked at Bo Sinian, wanting to get his personal confirmation.

"real?"

Bo Sinian nodded. "Yes."

The tense atmosphere in the ward, which had been heavy with the effects of the injuries just moments before, suddenly dissipated.

Xiao Ruohua's long-held anxiety finally subsided, the worries that had been weighing on her eyes vanished, and she felt a sense of relief. A smile unconsciously crept onto her lips. "That's wonderful. Our Zhaoyun hasn't suffered all that injustice for nothing."

Madam Song's face was also beaming with joy, her wrinkles smoothing out and her cloudy eyes shining. "It's true that hard work pays off. However, Old Master Bo has always been open-minded and insightful, respecting the wishes of young people. I knew he would figure it out and wouldn't stubbornly stick to his own opinions."

"That's right, that's right. Old Master Bo has seen countless people, he's not some unreasonable old-fashioned person. He saw our Zhaoyun's sincerity, so naturally he's willing to grant her wish." Xiao Ruohua smiled and, together with her mother-in-law, praised Old Master Bo in front of Bo Sinian.

Just as the ward was filled with joy, a knock on the door suddenly broke the festive atmosphere.

The eyes of several people turned toward the doorway simultaneously.

They thought it was Song Zhaoyun's friend coming to visit, but when the door opened, it was Su Zhenglong who walked in.

Bo Sinian stood up, knowing that he was there to handle a case, and greeted him politely, "Captain Su."

"It's Captain Su, please have a seat." Song Zhaoyun spoke in a friendly manner, displaying the poise of a young lady from the Song family.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with them and learning that Song Zhaoyun's injuries were stable and not serious, Su Zhenglong got down to business.

"Song Zhaoyun, do you know Chen Boyuan?" Su Zhenglong's face was upright, his expression serious, and his gaze calm yet sharp.

Song Zhaoyun subconsciously wanted to say that he didn't know him, but he suddenly paused when he was about to say it. Chen Boyuan?

Wasn't the person who stabbed someone yesterday surnamed Jiang?

Who is Chen Boyuan? His name sounds familiar.

Suddenly, fragmented memories surfaced in her mind, growing clearer and clearer. Her pupils dilated sharply, and the color drained from her face. Wasn't Su Zhenglong here to investigate yesterday's case? Why is he suddenly asking about Chen Boyuan?

Her fingers unconsciously gripped the bedsheet, her eyes darted around, and she said against her will, "I don't know you."

Although she tried her best to lower her voice, Su Zhenglong had handled countless cases and seen all sorts of people, and had long since developed the ability to judge people by their appearance.

At least when dealing with ordinary people, he can tell at a glance whether they are telling the truth or lying.

Song Zhaoyun's expression was clear to him; he was obviously lying.

"Miss Song, I bet you're wondering why I didn't ask about Jiang Tiancheng." Su Zhenglong interpreted her expression very accurately.

Song Zhaoyun's heart tightened suddenly. She felt that the other person's gaze was calm and sharp, as if it could penetrate through layers of disguise and pierce straight into her heart to see the most secret corner of her heart.

"I know Jiang Tiancheng is the one who stabbed me at Yuzhou Group yesterday, but as for Chen Boyuan, whom you just mentioned," Song Zhaoyun pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "I really don't know him."

"Yes, Captain Su, I've never heard of this Chen Boyuan either. The only people we know with the surname Chen are Chairman Chen and his family who run a logistics business, but as far as I know, there's no one in their family named Chen Boyuan. Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Xiao Ruohua chimed in.

Madam Song wanted to speak as well, but Su Zhenglong stopped her, saying, "I am asking questions according to procedure. Unrelated personnel should not interrupt."

Old Madam Song and Xiao Ruohua could only shut their mouths in embarrassment.

Su Zhenglong looked at Song Zhaoyun again, exuding an aura that left no room for arrogance. His words were clear and forceful: "If you don't know him, why did you transfer 150 million US dollars to his overseas account? Do you need me to calculate it for Miss Song? This amount is more than 1000 million RMB."

Song Zhaoyun felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and the overly purposeful questioning made her scalp tingle.

Her whole body was tense, and she didn't know if it was because the nerves in her wound were being aggravated, but she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and let out a muffled groan.

"What's wrong? Is your wound hurting again?" Xiao Ruohua rushed to the bedside to check on her.

Su Zhenglong was already used to this kind of situation. "Do you need me to call a doctor?"

Song Zhaoyun's heart sank, knowing that Su Zhenglong was not easily fooled, and she was filled with a panicked sense of helplessness.

Bo Sinian walked over calmly, with a hint of innate arrogance. "Captain Su, why don't you come back for questioning tomorrow?"

Su Zhenglong wanted this kind of unexpected effect. His expression softened a bit. "It's alright, we can wait. We'll continue when Miss Song is feeling better."

After saying that, he indeed led his men to the side and waited silently.

Song Zhaoyun: "..."