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

Zeng Ling witnessed firsthand how Song Jinye got through that period, the pain of losing her child, the torment of post-traumatic stress disorder, which almost broke her beloved daughter.

How dare this man call her "Mom"?

Shen Jiuran slowly turned her little head, her round eyes looking at Bo Sinian with clear and innocent eyes. After thinking for a while, she said in a childish voice, "Uncle Bo, why don't you call me sister?"

Uncle Bo is Bo Yi's father, and Bo Yi is his friend. So Uncle Bo and Mom are of the same generation, so calling him "sister" is perfectly fine.

Shen Jiuran's small mind was analyzing complex interpersonal relationships.

Bo Sinian: "..."

Zeng Ling playfully poked his little head, "Little kid, don't talk nonsense."

Shen Jiuran pouted and said "Oh," before peering out the window at the brightly lit cruise ships on the river.

Bo Sinian's posture was respectful and polite, his voice deep and soothing, devoid of his usual cool and aloof demeanor, "It's been a long time since I've seen you. How... have you been lately?"

Zeng Ling looked at the young man in front of her and felt an indescribable disappointment.

Actually, she used to think highly of Bo Sinian. Because she could clearly feel the deep love Bo Sinian showed for his daughter.

But later...

All I can say is that Bo Sinian's love flowed too quickly.

She smiled faintly and said, "Actually, there's no need to greet each other if we meet in the future. I heard you're getting married to Song Zhaoyun, so I don't want to be embarrassed if the Song family sees us like this."

The air seemed to freeze instantly.

The gentleness on Bo Sinian's face gradually faded, and a light gloom settled over him.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he swallowed back all the words he wanted to say.

Finally, he simply replied in a low voice, "Okay, I understand."

*

Inside the private room, people clinked glasses and chatted amiably.

Bo Sinian didn't participate much in the idle chatter of others, focusing only on repeatedly raising his glass.

Since people were offering him drinks, he unusually accepted them all.

The deer, observing from the wild, sensed something was amiss.

He nudged Bo Sinian quietly, "Fourth Brother, what's wrong?"

He's usually very aloof; he won't even acknowledge someone offering him a toast.

Bo Sinian raised his glass and touched it to the glass on the table, then drank it all in one gulp.

Lu Zaiye narrowed his eyes. There was definitely something wrong with this!

"What happened? Did you have a fight with Zhaoyun?" He whispered in Bo Sinian's ear.

Just then, someone pushed open the door and came in, their expression a mix of curiosity and gossip. They asked mysteriously, "Guess who I just saw?"

The people at the table all looked at him, their eyes filled with curiosity and doubt.

"I just saw Sister Ye and Shen Yanzhi, along with their son. You guys didn't see it; that child is practically a carbon copy of Sister Ye. Shen Yanzhi held the baby the whole time, clearly doting on him. Zhuge Yu and Jiang Yiran were also there, chatting and laughing. Sister Ye was arm-in-arm with a very beautiful and elegant woman; the two of them looked quite alike, probably Sister Ye's mother. Don't you think this is a meeting of the parents?"

"Ms. Zeng, Ye Jie's mother, always had a slight smile on her face, which clearly showed that she was very satisfied with Shen Yanzhi."

"Do you think Shen Yanzhi pressured the Song family behind their sudden apology to Ms. Zeng? There's so much criticism of the Song family online right now, and I think Shen Yanzhi is fueling that fire. It seems Shen Yanzhi really loves Sister Ye..."

The man continued talking non-stop, completely unaware that everyone's expressions were strange.

Everyone listened intently to him while secretly glancing at Bo Sinian out of the corner of their eyes.

Although most people present did not know that Bo Sinian and Song Jinye had been married, the alumni group had been very lively these past two days, with more and more evidence being dug up about Bo Sinian's crush on Song Jinye. Even those who were not from Nancheng Middle School had heard some rumors.

The goddess he once had a crush on is getting married. What will Bo Sinian's attitude be?

Everyone was very curious.

Bo Sinian simply placed his wine glass on the table, stood up without a word, and strode out of the private room, his back view clean and decisive, without lingering for even a moment.

The crowd looked at each other in astonishment. They were all shocked. They just left like that?

But then I thought, Bo Sinian is unruly and arrogant by nature, and given his status as the president of Yuzhou Group, he has never needed to give face to anyone.

Lu Zaiye politely greeted them, "You guys enjoy your meal, I'll be leaving now." Then he quickly went to catch up with Bo Sinian.

Lu Zaiye caught up with him at the restaurant entrance.

Instead of rushing off to another place, the two strolled aimlessly along the riverbank.

"Fourth Brother, you're not really still hung up on Sister Ye, are you?" Even he was shocked by the details that were dug up in the alumni group.

A cool river breeze blew in my face, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in my heart.

Bo Sinian glanced at him sideways, his gaze complex and difficult to decipher.

"You were fully capable of saving the Song family from this crisis, but you didn't. You allowed public opinion to attack the Song family, and even Zhao Yun. If you were on the Song family's side, you wouldn't have let the apology happen at all," Lu Zaiye slowly analyzed.

"Even I was almost fooled by you, thinking you really loved Zhaoyun." He chuckled softly.

"Mr. Bo, where to?" the driver asked.

The car was dimly lit, and the neon lights outside the window swept across Bo Sinian's silhouette, making it impossible to discern the emotions in his eyes.

He sat motionless, one hand supporting his head, eyes downcast, and remained silent for a long time.

Lu Zaiye's last question kept replaying in his mind, "Sister Ye is getting married to Shen Yanzhi soon, what are you planning to do? Their child is already so big, you can't exactly go and crash the wedding, can you?"

Can't it?

He asked himself this question in his heart.

"Let's go to Qingwu Garden," he said instinctively.

Since we can't figure out the answer, let's ask Song Jin for one too.

Song Jin is currently engrossed in writing his thesis.

The doorbell rang again and again.

Frustrated, she took out her phone, opened the security camera at the door, and saw that it was Bo Sinian.

Not wanting to open the door for him, she made a phone call. "Did you need something?"

Bo Sinian: "Hmm."

"What is it?" Song Jin asked him, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

"Open the door first." Perhaps because he had been drinking, Bo Sinian spoke slowly and in a somewhat relaxed tone, which had a hint of coaxing.

It's a bit like a husband who's been locked out, desperately trying to get his wife to open the door.

"If you don't tell me, I'm hanging up." But Song Jin was like an impenetrable wall, impervious to both soft and hard tactics.

"Wait...wait a minute, Grandpa asked me to bring you something."

"Thank you for remembering me, Grandpa Bo. I don't need the things. Please tell Grandpa Bo that I'll visit him another day."

"Go return it yourself. Anyway, I left it at your door. It's Vietnamese Hoi An cave swallow's nest. Grandpa was worried you wouldn't have time to cook it yourself, so he specially had the chef cook it before delivering it to you."