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

"How exactly are you going to be rude to me?"

His words were so meaningful, his tone languid and deep, his meaning clearly discernible.

The familiar words hit her ears, inadvertently pulling her back to a night many years ago.

They happened to run into each other at the same dinner party, but Song Jin couldn't remember exactly what kind of party it was.

All she remembered was that the people at the table were the company's major clients, all of them big shots.

Of course, given Yuzhou Group's status in the business world, Bo Sinian is undoubtedly a big shot among big shots.

Song Jinye's boss is an uncle who has always appreciated Song Jinye as a confidante, mainly because he values ​​her abilities.

He specifically chose a seat next to Bo Sinian and had Song Jin sit next to him as well.

Firstly, Song Jin is highly capable in her work and has excellent speaking skills. Secondly, Song Jin and Bo Sinian are the same age, making it easier for them to have common topics and help him smooth things over.

In other words, Song Jin and Bo Sinian were separated by the distance of a boss.

At the table, they pretended not to know each other.

Even when Song Jin expressed a certain viewpoint, Bo Sinian would seriously refute it with a few words.

Because of his secret marriage, Bo Sinian appeared to be single.

So the boss implied that he wanted to introduce his daughter to Bo Sinian.

As a result, Bo Sinian didn't respond at all, and just kept pouring drinks for the boss.

The boss was not a big drinker, but Bo Sinian offered him a toast, and he couldn't refuse. Before long, he was quite drunk.

The boss grasped Bo Sinian's hand and said, "To be honest, my daughter resists taking over the family business and refuses to join our company. But I'm worried about letting her work hard on her own. Your company offers an excellent platform, and if she could work there and learn from you, it would be a rare opportunity for her."

Bo Sinian smiled and pushed his hand away, placing the wine glass in his hand instead. "Thank you for your trust, President Liu. But the company has a fixed process for hiring. Your daughter is outstanding and will surely find a suitable platform."

He was speaking to the boss, but his gaze was fixed on Song Jinye.

Under the table, his long legs brushed against hers, startling her into a moment of distraction.

Later, when the boss went to the restroom, he brazenly grabbed her hand. The touch of their fingertips was scalding hot, and his smile was burning and direct in his eyes.

Song Jin also withdrew her hand and gave her a warning glance. There were still a whole table of people there!

These people are all experts at reading people's expressions and moods at the dinner table!

Bo Sinian was practically defying the rules.

He ignored her completely, stretching out his long legs and teasing her under the table.

Finally, Song Jin, exasperated, warned him in a low voice, "Behave yourself, or I won't be polite."

He laughed lewdly, and under the guise of refilling the bartender's glass, he leaned closer to her, his warm breath brushing against her cheek, his seductive voice close to her ear, "How are you going to be rude to me?"

Just then, the boss came out of the restroom. Thinking that Bo Sinian hadn't gotten him drunk enough and wanted to get Song Jin drunk too, he hurriedly stumbled back to his seat, separating the two of them. "Mr. Bo... Mr. Bo, our little Song can't hold his liquor. I... I'll drink it..." As he spoke, he finished the wine in his glass.

As soon as she entered the house that evening, Bo Sinian turned around, grabbed her waist, and pinned her against the door. His tall figure loomed over her, and his thin lips pressed precisely against hers.

After a long while, he stopped, his fingers gently tracing the corner of her lips, his thin lips pressed against her neck, and he said softly, "Wife, now you can be ruthless with me."

Song Jinye: "..."

Bo Sinian's eyes were piercing. "If you're not going to be polite to me, then I'm going to be polite to you."

Song Jin gritted her teeth. That bastard.

She flirtatiously tossed her hair, grabbed the man's tie, and strode towards the bathroom. "Bo Sinian, you asked for this! If you can't even last an hour, you'll be laughing at me."

Bo Sinian: "..."

"What are you thinking about? Why are you blushing?" A clear, deep voice came from beside her, abruptly pulling her wandering thoughts back to reality.

Song Jin also gripped the steering wheel tightly, her expression somewhat unnatural.

Indeed, that memory is a little too hot.

She quickly pulled herself out of the memories, composed herself, and regained her composure.

Just then, they exited the overpass, and a sly glint flashed in Song Jin's eyes. "Want to know how ruthless I'll be to you?"

Bo Sinian raised an eyebrow, his handsome features revealing a hint of wickedness. "I'd like to hear the details."

Under his expectant gaze, Song Jin also turned on the turn signal, slowly pulled over to the side of the road, and unexpectedly said, "Get out of the car, President Bo."

Bo Sinian didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"

Song Jin's face darkened, her expression turned serious, and her tone became earnest: "Get out of the car. Do you want me to kick you off?"

Bo Sinian chuckled softly, showing no intention of moving: "You think you can take me on?"

Song Jin gently pressed her finger to unbuckle his seatbelt, then she flexed her wrist...

He took out his phone!

In front of Bo Sinian, he dialed Su Zhenglong's number, "Captain Su, Song Zhaoyun's fiancé is staying in my car and won't leave. I'm not sure what his intentions are, and I feel my personal safety is threatened. Could you send someone over...?"

Bo Sinian was speechless after seeing her actions. He gave her a deep look, his eyes clearly saying, "You're ruthless."

He snatched her phone and said into the phone, "No need to trouble Captain Su, I'll get off now."

The moment he got out of the car, Song Jin closed the door with a voice command and sped away.

Bo Sinian stood by the roadside, watching the car speed away, his aura heavy and frightening.

The bright sunlight fell on him, but it made his face look even blacker than charcoal.

This was the first time in his nearly thirty years of life that he had been kicked off a bus halfway through his journey.

He sent the driver his location, saying, "Come pick me up!"

The next second, the roar of an engine grew louder as a flashy Zonda appeared in front of him.

Lu Zaiye, sitting in the driver's seat, poked his head out and looked over. "Fourth Brother, it really is you! Why are you standing alone by the roadside?"

Bo Sinian raised his hand and lightly knocked on the car body, his tone unfriendly: "Open the door!"

"No way, Fourth Brother, I'm in a rush to my blind date," Lu Zaiye said nonchalantly. "Wait, where's your car and driver?"

Bo Sinian's face darkened further. "Enough with the nonsense."

Lu Zaiye knew there was a story behind his appearance as soon as he saw him, and he loved listening to stories.

"Tell me first, who left you here? Surely you didn't sleepwalk and wake up to find yourself in the east of the city instead of the city center, did you?"

"I remember you brought me the horse farm cooperation project a couple of days ago, but I haven't approved it yet. I've looked at the proposal, and there are several problems..."

Lu Zaiye rolled his eyes inwardly, but immediately backed down, saying, "Brother, please get in the car!" He quickly opened the gull-wing door.