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

Upon learning that Bo Sinian had been abandoned there by Song Jinye, Lu Zaiye uttered a merciless mockery of Bo Sinian and a deep admiration for Song Jinye.

"Sister Ye is really wild. Only she would dare to do something like this. If word gets out, it will shock the whole internet! Fourth Brother, I'm not trying to be mean, but when you and Sister Ye got your marriage certificate, did you check your horoscopes? Maybe your horoscopes don't match, and she seems to be here specifically to bring you bad luck."

He had actually witnessed such a memorable scene. He regretted not pressing the accelerator harder, otherwise he would have been able to witness the spectacular sight of the pampered heir of the Yuzhou Group being ruthlessly forced out of the car.

Lu Zaiye was so excited he was jumping for joy, eager to share the news with his buddies.

Bo Sinian sat in the passenger seat, his brow furrowed and jawline taut. Beneath his noble demeanor, he could not hide his barely suppressed irritation. "You're the one who's incompatible. If you can't speak properly, then donate your mouth to someone who needs it."

Lu Zaiye subconsciously pursed his lips, and inexplicably felt a chill on his lips.

But after a moment, he couldn't control himself and blurted out, "That's not right. Zhaoyun took a knife for you and ended up in the hospital, yet you're still entangled with Sister Ye. Fourth Brother, this... isn't fair. How heartbroken Zhaoyun would be if she knew?"

Lu Zaiye glanced at him furtively, carefully choosing his tone, not daring to speak too harshly.

Bo Sinian glanced over indifferently, his tone calm yet authoritative, "Well, then you'd better watch your mouth."

Lu Zaiye angrily exclaimed, "Fourth Brother, in your eyes, am I such a gossipy and talkative person?"

Bo Sinian ignored him, giving him a faint look that left him to figure it out himself.

"Should we go to the hospital?" Lu Zaiye asked him.

Bo Sinian: "Go to the company."

"Aren't you going to the hospital to see Zhaoyun?" Lu Zaiye asked, puzzled.

Bo Sinian: "Do you know why a cicada's life cycle is so short?"

Lu Zaiye let out an "Ah," a clear look of confusion in her eyes. "Why are you suddenly asking this? You know I'm not good at biology."

Bo Sinian cast a disdainful look at it, "Because it kept chirping when it was in the tree."

It took Lu Zaiye a while to realize that Bo Sinian was subtly criticizing him, and he angrily exclaimed, "What the hell!"

He finally understood why Song Jin had kicked him out of the car. At this moment, he also wanted to kick Bo Sinian out of the car and then throw exhaust fumes in his face.

As soon as Bo Sinian entered the office, Liang Kuo followed closely behind with documents in hand, and began to report on various work matters in an orderly manner.

He quickly got to work, signing off on all the necessary approvals and arranging all the pending tasks. By the time he finished everything and glanced at the time on his computer, it was already close to noon.

He put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, his expression relaxing slightly, and looked at Liang Kuo, "How's the investigation going?"

Liang Kuo shook his head. "No financial transactions were found between Jiang Tiancheng and Song Zhaoyun. Since Xu Zhengchu's suicide, Jiang Tiancheng seems to have developed mental problems. He has been taking psychiatric medication for the past year. If a legal assessment confirms that he was mentally unstable and out of control during the time of the attack, he may not be criminally liable and could be acquitted."

"I understand. Let the police investigate this matter." After saying this, Bo Sinian gestured with his chin toward the door, indicating that Liang Kuo could go out first.

"By the way, Mr. Bo, Xinghan Capital has invited you to their mid-year gala dinner tonight. Would you like to attend?" Liang Kuo remembered this as he reached the door and reminded him.

Bo Sinian: "Hmm."

*

In the evening, Xiao Ruohua came to the hospital to bring Song Zhaoyun dinner.

"Where's Si Nian? When did he leave? Is he coming over for dinner tonight?"

Although Song Zhaoyun was in the hospital, she was busy all day long because she had made a deal with Song Jin.

Buying a house, transferring shares, issuing apology statements—everything was a headache, and nothing went smoothly.

The house that was sold for 75 million is now being asked for 120 million, which is simply taking advantage of the situation.

She has already sent people to negotiate with the other party, but she estimates that they will not easily give in.

She guessed that the other party's asking price was at least 100 million.

The thought of losing 20 to 30 million yuan made her so angry she felt like she was going to vomit blood.

"He left after lunch. He has a business dinner hosted by Xinghan Capital tonight, so he might come back after the dinner."

Song Zhaoyun is now able to get out of bed and move around briefly with assistance. She told Bo Sinian at noon that she hoped he could come over in the evening to help her walk around and clear her head. The caregiver is a woman, and she is far less strong than Bo Sinian, which makes her feel unsafe.

Xiao Ruohua carefully helped her sit up slowly from the bed and then stand steadily by the bedside.

As she listened to Song Zhaoyun's words, her gaze slowly shifted.

After sending the caregiver away, she discussed it with her daughter, "Do you think we should have your dad ask a few friends to put a bad word to Bo Sinian tonight?"

Song Zhaoyun was taken aback at first, but then he understood what his mother meant.

Her eyes lit up instantly. "How come I didn't think of that? But we can't make it too obvious."

*

When Bo Sinian arrived at the banquet, the banquet hall was already bustling with activity.

He walked in slowly, dressed in a well-tailored dark suit, his posture upright and dignified.

The previously scattered conversations quieted down, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Bo Sinian was already a prominent figure in the business world, but in the past two days, due to Song Zhaoyun's act of shielding him from harm, he has become the focus of heated discussions among the public.

Some people were secretly observing, while others had already warmly approached to exchange pleasantries.

He was already used to being the center of attention, and he handled social interactions with ease.

His gaze swept across the crowd and inadvertently fell upon Shen Yanzhi, causing him to pause slightly.

Several CEOs were gathered around Shen Yanzhi, chatting and laughing, and occasionally clinking glasses with him.

"I heard that Mr. Shen is getting married soon. Congratulations!"

"As expected, people are in high spirits when they have good news. President Shen looks even more extraordinary and radiant today."

"Mr. Shen, that's not fair. I didn't receive your wedding invitation. Is it because you don't want me to share in your joy?"

Shen Yanzhi smiled gently as he calmly raised his glass, his demeanor as refined as jade. "Thank you all for your kind words and blessings. However, my wife has always been a low-key person and wished for a simple wedding, so we only invited close relatives and friends. We hope you will understand that we were unable to invite you all. We will make sure to prepare wedding candies for everyone and make sure no one is left out."

Bo Sinian's expression turned cold, and a chill deepened between his brows. He suddenly stepped forward and stopped in front of Shen Yanzhi.

His deep eyes locked onto the other person, his voice low and slightly cool: "President Shen, I don't think I received your wedding invitation either."

Shen Yanzhi's smile remained unchanged, his eyes still gentle, and his tone polite yet firm: "I'm sorry, Mr. Bo, my wife does not wish to invite you."

Bo Sinian: "..."