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

Song Jin had just come out of the lab when a student reminded her, "Hey, you have a phone."

Song Jin smiled and nodded, then took out her phone and saw that it was a call from Madam Song.

She knew the purpose of the call without even having to guess.

That's right. The reason Su Zhenglong went to the hospital to ask Song Zhaoyun about Chen Zhihong's case was because she had already handed over the key evidence that Song Zhaoyun had bribed Chen Zhihong to the police.

She thought that since the Song family needed her help, they would show a similar attitude of seeking favors.

Unexpectedly, even though Old Madam Song was half-buried, she still couldn't grasp the situation and acted as if she were superior.

"You sound so energetic, is this a sign of your dying breath? Have you made your will? Is there a share for me? If not, I won't go." Song Jinye said to Madam Song with ease while looking at the experimental data.

The students who were organizing materials, writing papers, and proofreading data nearby were so surprised that they didn't dare to breathe.

Is this still the Professor Song they know?

That academic goddess who usually speaks gently and kindly and assigns tasks meticulously and seriously, can actually be so sharp-tongued.

It's simply unbelievable.

But on second thought, for someone with such a stable core to utter such "rebellious" words, the other party must be utterly "evil".

Moreover, the fact that Professor Song openly and frankly confronted the other party in front of everyone, without any hesitation, further demonstrates that the other party is not a good person.

Upon hearing Song Jinye's words, Old Madam Song twitched, nearly choking with anger.

She pinched her philtrum for a long time before slamming her hand on the table and angrily shouting, "How dare you! Don't you have any manners or upbringing? Is this how your mother taught you to talk to your elders?"

Song Jin also let out a cold laugh, a chill creeping into her eyes and her tone icy, "You are not worthy to mention my mother. As an elder, instead of showing compassion for the younger generation, you deliberately fabricate rumors and maliciously smear her, determined to ruin her reputation. What right do you have to mention her?"

Old Madam Song gave a heavy, cold snort, her tone full of contempt and sarcasm. "She did something shameless, defiling the bloodline of our Song family. Am I not allowed to interfere or discipline her? If you do something wrong, you should bear the consequences of being disgraced."

"You're right. If you do something wrong, you should bear the consequences of being disgraced." Song Jin's tone was calm, but her words were piercing, returning to her exactly what she had said.

Even though Madam Song was sitting in a chair, after hearing her words, she was so angry that she swayed and almost fell to the ground.

"You! You're utterly despicable! It was the right thing to kick you out of the Song family back then. If we had kept you until now, the Song family would probably have lost all face and become the laughingstock of the whole city!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Grandma, you're absolutely right. If word gets out about what your precious granddaughter did, the Song family will lose all face in Nancheng." Song Jin also spoke in a tone of waiting to see a good show.

The more nonchalant and obsequious she was, the more infuriating it became to Old Madam Song. "I order you to get to the hospital right now! Otherwise, those embarrassing videos from back then..."

Song Jin interrupted her directly, "I'm tired of hearing the same thing over and over again for more than ten years. Madam, who do you think can be threatened by something from more than ten years ago? I can find a video and say it's you from thirty years ago. Do you think the public is more interested in Madam Song's gossip or the private life of a complete stranger? You're over eighty years old, you've seen more of the world than I have, you should know one thing: when you ask for a favor, you should have the right attitude. If you've thought it through, then call me."

Song Jin remained expressionless, yet every word he uttered was sharp and incisive.

After saying that, she lightly raised her wrist and neatly hung up the phone.

As soon as she put down her phone, the feeling of being watched was particularly strong. Subconsciously turning her head, Song Jin saw several college students she had brought staring at her with clear eyes.

They were deeply shocked that Professor Song could make a phone call like that. He truly lived up to his reputation, never using a single vulgar word when he rebuked people. He is a role model for us all!

Seeing that Song Jin was also looking over, they immediately looked away and pretended to be busy.

Song Jin smiled silently, not exposing their lies.

hospital.

Looking at her furious mother-in-law, Xiao Ruohua tentatively asked, "Mom, what did Song Jin say?"

Madam Song was already furious, but Xiao Ruohua's question only made her angrier. "That little bitch actually told me: 'You have to have the right attitude when you ask for a favor.'"

When Bo Sinian heard Madam Song use the word "swear," he couldn't help but frown. But when he heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly felt relieved. As expected of Song Jinye, she possessed the unique skill of "making people half-dead with just one sentence."

In the end, Xiao Ruohua humbled herself for her daughter's sake and called Song Jinye, saying, "If Zhaoyun hadn't just had surgery and was still in bed, we would definitely have come in person. Now we can only trouble you to come..."

This attitude was barely acceptable, and Song Jin agreed.

It's time to go back to them and take back what's rightfully ours.

She made an appointment with Jiang Yiran for dinner first.

As long as she's not in a hurry, it's the Song family who are.

When Jiang Yiran learned that Song Jin had also found evidence that Song Zhaoyun had bribed Chen Zhihong, she was both shocked and furious. "What does Bo Sinian see in someone as ugly, wicked, and a liar like her! Well done! I'm really looking forward to the scene where Miss Song's image collapses across the internet and she goes in to stomp on a sewing machine."

"That's not right. If she goes in, who will buy that painting? I've already planned a special exhibition for it." Jiang Yiran was so worried that she picked up another chicken wing and started eating it, turning her grief and anger into her appetite.

Song Jin was confident: "We must sell to her at a high price! She's the biggest sucker I've carefully selected."

After dinner, Song Jin didn't arrive at the hospital until almost nine o'clock.

"What a grand gesture! Making your elders sit here waiting for you. You have no sense of time at all," said Madam Song with dissatisfaction. If it weren't for waiting for Song Jinye, she would have already gone home. She would have almost fallen asleep waiting.

Song Jin looked around the ward, puzzled, and asked, "Elder? Where are you? If I remember correctly, you don't seem to acknowledge me as a member of the Song family? Then may I ask who your elder is?"

Madam Song: "..."

Song Jin didn't stand on ceremony with them and found a place to sit down. "What do you want to say? Go ahead."

Madam Song directly presented the Letter of Understanding to her, saying, "Sign it."

Bo Sinian watched silently from the side, his expression revealing neither joy nor anger.

He secretly gave Old Madam Song a thumbs up in his heart, for she was making one mistake after another on the wrong path.

Song Jin casually flipped through the "Letter of Understanding," and after a few seconds, her gaze swept over Song Zhaoyun, Old Madam Song, Xiao Ruohua, and Bo Sinian one by one. "So, who's in charge today?"

The implication is that she will negotiate with whoever is in charge.