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

Of course, netizens don't know Song Jinye or her situation; they are only concerned with the matter itself.

It was Friday.

People who were originally looking forward to getting off work and enjoying the weekend have all ended up eating this gossip.

Suddenly, the time before leaving get off work became fulfilling.

"Do you think the Song family suddenly issued an apology and clarification statement through the Song Group because Ms. Zeng Ling has suddenly returned?"

"If what you say is true, and she has the Song family under her control now, this is practically a classic revenge story."

"I heard that the second son of the Song family died in an accident. I suspect his death was not simple. Now it seems that the Song family's foundation is not deep, but the water is very deep."

"Is there any living Buddha who can help explain the whole story?"

"This apology statement seems to show a good attitude, but it's actually not sincere at all. You've slandered and defamed someone for over a decade, making them bear the infamy for over a decade, and you just finish it off with a few hundred words? You haven't mentioned a single word about compensation or restitution."

Song Zhaoyun was furious after reading these comments. Why was there no compensation? Song Jin had taken the entire Beiyuan villa and 10% of the Song Group's shares.

She had the public relations department respond to the comment, adding the two points of compensation.

Instead, it attracted a wave of ridicule.

"Hilarious! Do you really think netizens know nothing? Beiyuan Villa was originally their home in Beicheng, and the shares of Song Group originally belonged to the mother and daughter. And you call this compensation? Don't make returning things to their rightful owners sound so noble."

"I was being naive. One second I thought they were offering a lot of compensation. The next second: Is that all? They have the nerve to say that? They're still trying to deceive the public."

"If you're going to offer compensation, you have to be sincere about it."

Some netizens also called out to Yuzhou Group and Bo Sinian.

"Mr. Bo, are you aware of the Song family's actions? What is your opinion, Mr. Bo?"

Bo Sinian was on his way to the airport to pick up an important foreign client.

Upon arrival at the airport, international flight passengers were emerging from the customs area.

Bo Sinian's gaze fell indifferently on the direction of the exit, and he waited attentively.

Liang Kuo stood beside him, his gaze sweeping over the scene casually. Slightly surprised, he whispered a reminder, "Mr. Bo, isn't that Miss Song?"

Bo Sinian looked up and saw that it was indeed Song Jinye; she had also come to pick him up.

Then she saw Shen Yanzhi beside her. The two were very close, talking in hushed tones, their eyes and brows full of relaxed smiles, harmonious and intimate. Shen Yanzhi was also holding a bouquet of flowers. Song Jin leaned closer to look at the flowers, and gave Shen Yanzhi a thumbs-up with a bright smile.

Bo Sinian's lips twitched slightly. It was just a bouquet of flowers, yet Song Jin looked at it with such interest.

Liang Kuo reminded him that William, the foreign client, had already come out.

Bo Sinian went to greet them, no longer paying attention to Song Jinye and Shen Yanzhi.

As he was about to leave the arrivals hall, Bo Sinian subconsciously glanced back.

Her gaze swept across the bustling crowd and landed on Song Jinye. A genuine smile graced her face as she joyfully stepped forward and embraced a woman of elegant bearing.

He squinted and stared intently for a moment, then suddenly realized that it was Song Jinye's mother, Zeng Ling.

He suddenly realized why Song Jin had also asked Song Zhaoyun to issue an apology statement today; it was probably to welcome Zeng Ling back to the country.

So, did Zeng Ling return to China to attend Song Jinye and Shen Yanzhi's wedding?

Upon realizing this, the light in Bo Sinian's eyes dimmed instantly, his pupils becoming like two bottomless ancient wells, with only a faint glow remaining.

Zeng Ling wore a modern Chinese-style outfit, her long hair loosely tied into a low bun, with a few wisps of hair naturally falling beside her cheeks, making her facial features incredibly soft. Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, her figure light and graceful, and paired with delicate and elegant makeup, she looked neither tired nor old. Especially when she smiled, her whole person was elegant and relaxed, and at first glance, she looked like Song Jinye's older sister.

Song Jin stood with her, creating a 1+1>2 effect and attracting many glances.

"Wow, look at those two stunning beauties at the ten o'clock position! They're practically ethereal!"

"They look so ethereal! Who are these two? Are they celebrities? Their aura is amazing!"

Song Jin also linked arms with Zeng Ling, perfectly embodying the imagery of the poem: "Her smile is enchanting, her eyes are bright and beautiful."

Shen Yanzhi followed them closely, his gaze constantly lingering on Zeng Ling.

"How are you? Are you tired after such a long flight?" Song Jin asked with concern.

"I'm fine. How about you? How have you been lately? Is everything going smoothly?" Zeng Ling looked at her daughter and spoke softly.

Song Jinye: "It went quite smoothly. I got back Qingwu Garden and Beiyuan Villa. I also got back Dad's dragon-patterned jade pendant, and I made them give back their 10% stake in the Song Group."

Zeng Ling nodded and asked in a low voice, "They didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

"The old lady really thinks she can control me." Song Jinye curled her lips slightly, revealing a faint yet cold smile.

Zeng Ling gently reached out and patted Song Jinye's shoulder, her gaze calm yet resolute. "I'm back. I'll handle the rest."

The three of them took a car back to the city.

Song Jin also sat in the passenger seat, leaving the back seat for Shen Yanzhi and Zeng Ling.

Song Jin also clicked his tongue in amazement. The man who was usually calm, composed, and knew how to conduct himself properly in public had completely lost his extraordinary demeanor at this moment. His gaze fell on his mother and seemed to be glued to her, unable to look away even for a moment. His eyes could not see anyone else; his heart and mind were filled with only his mother.

Who would have thought that in private, President Shen would turn into a mother's little puppy?

"By the way, what about Xiao Jiu? How is he?" Although she calls and video chats with her youngest son every day, Zeng Ling still misses the little guy after not seeing him for so long.

"I had Auntie pick him up and take him home first. You'll see him in a little while. This child initially absolutely refused to go to school, but now he's very enthusiastic about going every day. There are many children at school, and he's made quite a few good friends..." Shen Yanzhi chatted with Zeng Ling about her son's recent situation in great detail.

A relieved smile spread across her face, gentle and tender. "You've worked hard."

Shen Yanzhi paused for a moment, then smiled slightly, "It's not hard work."

Song Jin also silently looked out the window, deliberately minimizing her own presence and leaving all the time and space to Shen Yanzhi and Zeng Ling.

The thought that Shen Yanzhi had used all his love and tenderness to bring back the light to his mother's eyes after she had experienced hardship and darkness in her middle age seemed to smooth out the wrinkles in her heart, leaving only peace and tranquility.