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

Song Zhaoyun's knife wound has healed, but he is on the verge of going crazy.

"Why are they focusing on our family instead of the gossip about top celebrities? Are these people crazy? Are they just bored? Are they overworked? Have they made enough money?"

She secretly manipulated the system to buy views for a video of a top male celebrity swearing in private.

Surprisingly, netizens didn't buy it at all; instead, they sympathized with the top male star.

"What's wrong with swearing a little during a private dinner? The person who filmed it is disgusting. They treat you like a friend, and you use your friend as material."

The more Song Zhaoyun looked at the screen, the more suffocated she felt. Lately, she felt like she had stirred up a hornet's nest; she was incredibly unlucky, and nothing was going her way.

Do one thing, and you'll ruin it.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and a surge of anger suddenly rushed to his head.

She slammed the phone down hard, the jarring sound echoing through the hospital room.

"Alright, keep your voice down. Be careful, walls have ears. There are so many people watching us now." Xiao Ruohua was also very troubled, she didn't expect things to turn out this way.

Madam Song is now afraid to go out.

She picked up the phone that Song Zhaoyun had thrown away and put it aside.

"Since you know there's not a single nice thing to say online, don't read it. It'll only upset you. The most important thing for you right now is to take care of your health, get married to Sinian and have children as soon as possible. You need to learn to prioritize the important things and let go of the trivial ones."

"But Si Nian, he..." Song Zhaoyun stopped abruptly, his hands clenching tighter and tighter.

"What's wrong with Si Nian?" Xiao Ruohua asked in confusion.

Song Zhaoyun took a deep breath, shook his head, swallowed the myriad thoughts that were on the tip of his tongue, and only uttered, "It's nothing."

She just remembered the details that people in the alumni group had dug up.

She examined each one carefully and thoroughly.

I watched it for a very long time.

She never knew that Bo Sinian had started to care about Song Jin so early on.

Each and every detail was like a heavy hammer, prying holes in her heart.

She knew that Bo Sinian loved Song Jinye.

But she didn't know that he had unknowingly revealed so many clues and was caught one by one.

Every bit of exposure of his love for Song Jinye by others exposes a bit of her lie.

Once they piece together evidence that Bo Sinian's heart and soul are completely devoted to Song Jinye, then she may be completely out of the game.

Exit Bo Sinian from his past, from his present, and from his future.

But telling my mother all this wouldn't do any good; it would only make her worry and fret along with me.

"Where's Dad? When is he coming back?" Song Zhaoyun asked with a sullen face.

She thought that if her father were here, perhaps she wouldn't feel so powerless.

After all, the father is the backbone of this family.

Now that the Song family and the Song clan are being so fiercely criticized, the father, their pillar of strength, has yet to return. "What project is so important that he hasn't come back after all these days?"

"He went abroad, apparently because he has news about the descendants of the Fifth Family. He wants to get in touch with them." As she said this, a hint of anticipation appeared in Xiao Ruohua's eyes.

"The Fifth Family? What do they do? They sound quite mysterious." Song Zhaoyun had never heard of this Fifth Family and was somewhat curious.

"It's said that the Fifth Family possesses ancient geomantic energy maps and distribution maps of geomantic energy. In modern terms, they have secret codes that can accurately pinpoint top-tier new energy resource points, perfectly suited for modern new energy development such as wind power, photovoltaics, and geothermal resources. I only heard your father mention it briefly, so I don't know the specifics, but that's about it," Xiao Ruohua said after thinking for a moment.

Song Zhaoyun: "So powerful? Are they some kind of mysterious organization? The Fifth Family controls energy? What does the First Family control? And the Second Family? Are they even more powerful?"

Xiao Ruohua sighed with a headache, "You child, I told you to study more before but you wouldn't listen. You'll make a fool of yourself if this happens outside. The fifth thing is a compound surname, not some seniority system. You need to be careful with your words and actions outside, especially in front of Si Nian."

Song Zhaoyun was getting impatient with her lecturing. "I know. You've already explained it to me, haven't you?"

That night, Shen Yanzhi arranged a welcome dinner for Zeng Ling at the River View Restaurant.

With Jiang Yiran and Zhuge Yu joining them, the private room became very lively.

"Aunt Zeng, it's been so long! I've missed you so much! You look younger and younger, I'm starting to feel ashamed of myself. Tell me secretly, have you been taking some kind of anti-aging drug abroad?" Jiang Yiran clung to Zeng Ling like a clingy person, refusing to let go.

Song Jin couldn't stand her either, "You said the same thing when I first returned to China."

Jiang Yiran seemed to suddenly realize, "So, it's better to raise people abroad?"

Zhuge Yu smiled and said, "You're right. The main thing is that there aren't those treacherous villains constantly hovering under our noses abroad, so it's natural to feel happy. As the old saying goes, your appearance reflects your heart, and that's roughly the idea."

Jiang Yiran manually gave him a thumbs up, "It has to be President Zhuge, his understanding is thorough and his analysis is spot on!"

"No matter what, welcome back, Aunt Zeng! And I wish you and Brother Shen a long and happy life together, and that your love lasts forever!" Zhuge Yu said, raising a glass after everyone had sat down.

Jiang Yiran couldn't help but complain, "Big brother, you've messed up the seniority system."

Zhuge Yu looked unconvinced. "What's wrong? I've always addressed you that way. Come on, come on..."

Jiang Yiran, adopting a "I'll do it" attitude, raised her wine glass and said, "First of all, welcome back Aunt Zeng! Secondly, I wish Aunt Zeng and President Shen a long and happy marriage."

"Thanks!"

Thank you.

Zeng Ling and Shen Yanzhi raised their glasses together in perfect unison, while Song Jin and Shen Jiuran also picked up their wine glasses and milk glasses respectively, and clinked glasses together.

We are all like one family, without distinction of kinship, loving each other just like when we were abroad.

Towards the end of the meal, Shen Yanzhi, Zhuge Yu, and Song Jin couldn't help but bring up the business world again, analyzing the current industry situation together, while Jiang Yiran sat aside, humbly learning.

Shen Jiuran, naturally, couldn't sit still and kept pestering Zeng Ling to go out and play.

Zeng Ling then led him out of the private room and to the viewing platform to see the bustling scenery along the riverbank.

Bo Sinian happened to have a dinner party here tonight, but he was delayed by some trivial matters and arrived late.

As he stepped out of the elevator, his gaze swept across the observation deck, and two familiar figures, one tall and one short, came into view. He paused for a moment, then walked over and greeted her softly, "Mom..."

A sound came from behind her, and Zeng Ling subconsciously turned around. Upon seeing who it was, her brow furrowed slightly, and she asked in a cold and distant tone, "Who's your mother?"