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

The farce involving the Chen Group is not only a hot topic of public concern, but also being watched closely by the upper class.

At the business cocktail party, everyone was discussing this extensively.

Lu Zaiye approached Bo Sinian with a wine glass in hand. "Fourth Brother, have you seen the news? The Chen family's affair has caused quite a stir. What do you think?"

Bo Sinian leaned against the balcony railing, his figure tall and aloof, his face expressionless. "No opinion, no thoughts."

"No, don't you think this is strange?" Lu Zaiye couldn't help but gossip with him. "You left early that day and didn't know what happened at the Chen family's house afterwards. Madam Chen went out not long after, leaving Chen Junkun at home. Later, the nanny called 120 and Chen Junkun was taken to the hospital. It's said that he took some kind of aphrodisiac."

Bo Sinian glanced at him indifferently without saying a word.

The more indifferent he was, the stronger Lu Zaiye's desire to share became. "Think about it, Madam Chen even gave her own son that kind of drug, would she let Song Jinye off the hook? But Song Jinye was able to get away unscathed, which means she must have negotiated terms with Madam Chen. In conclusion, I think it was Song Jinye who revealed Chairman Chen's affair. But there's still one thing I don't understand..."

Lu Zaiye's eyes darted around for a moment, a mixture of confusion and surprise, as he waited for Bo Sinian to give him an answer.

After listening to him say so much, Bo Sinian's expression finally changed slightly, becoming intriguing.

Lu Zaiye suddenly felt like he had found a kindred spirit. He excitedly clinked his glass against Bo Sinian's, "Fourth Brother, you also find it strange, right? Song Jin has been abroad for so long, how come she knows all the secrets of the Chen family as soon as she comes back? This is terrifying to think about!"

Bo Sinian's pupils darkened slightly, his gaze long and unfathomable.

"If you're so curious, just go ask her yourself."

Realizing he wasn't really interested, Lu Zaiye reluctantly ended the conversation, saying, "I was just chatting with you."

He changed the subject, continuing, "However, this matter has had a significant impact on Zhaoyun. She had painstakingly prepared for the cooperation with the Chen family, but now the Chen family is embroiled in a power struggle, and no one can make the final decision, so the cooperation is basically off the table. Fourth Brother, could you please try to persuade her to be less upset? After all, the Chen family isn't the only company involved in logistics."

Bo Sinian twirled the wine glass between his fingers, took a small sip, and responded with a faint "Mm."

"Wait, something's not right..." Lu Zaiye squinted, a hint of confusion in his expression. He had discovered something that didn't make sense.

"Since Song Jin didn't genuinely want to go on a blind date with Chen Junkun, then her trip to the Chen family... wasn't it just to sabotage Zhao Yun's cooperation with the Chen Group? Holy crap! Is her heart made of black lotus root?!"

Lu Zaiye firmly pinned the blame on Song Jinye. He was somewhat worried about Song Zhaoyun. "With Song Jinye's intelligence and cunning, how could Zhaoyun, who is so innocent and kind, possibly be a match for her? Fourth Brother, you have to find a way to teach her a lesson."

Bo Siss, young man, swirled the wine glass in his hand, his gaze deep and unfathomable. "How do I deal with her?"

Lu Zaiye scratched his head, suddenly remembering that Bo Sinian was a good-for-nothing playboy during his rebellious phase. Later, Grandpa Yu hired Song Jinye to discipline Bo Sinian. In those years, Bo Sinian received no shortage of punches from Song Jinye.

However, it must be said that "spare the rod and spoil the child," or rather, "a fist produces talent." Later, Bo Sinian actually reformed and turned from a troublemaker in his teacher's eyes into a beloved student. In the end, he and Song Jin were admitted to Nancheng University together.

Therefore, Bo Sinian may not really be able to cure Song Jin.

How can an apprentice control his master?

If they can't win by fighting, then even if they try to outsmart each other, it's probably hopeless.

"What kind of look is that?" Bo Sinian glared at him, not shouting or getting angry, but his imposing aura was undeniable.

Lu Zaiye chuckled twice, his gaze darting around. "Fourth Brother, someone downstairs seems to be looking for me. I'll go over there for a bit."

Just then, Bo Sinian's phone rang.

He swiped his phone to answer, uttering only one word in a low voice: "Speak."

"The Song family put the Beiyuan villa up for auction."

Bo Sinian was silent for a moment, then said, "You know what to do."

*

Before dawn, Song Jin was fast asleep when a phone call woke her up.

"My resentment is stronger than that of a vengeful ghost. You'd better have something extremely urgent to do." She was still sleepy, her face showing lingering weariness, and she yawned as she spoke these harsh words.

But to Bo Sinian, it had no deterrent effect.

"You don't actually think you earned that 2000 million by just lying around sleeping in every day, do you?"

"You evil capitalists! What do you want me to do?" Song Jin scratched his hair haphazardly and spoke irritably.

"Grandpa likes your fish porridge. Cook some and send it to him."

Song Jin could easily imagine him lounging in his pocket with one hand and holding a phone in the other, exuding an innate dominance and a self-righteous air.

"The Bo family's servants can't even cook porridge anymore? Besides, your Bo family has so many filial sons and grandsons; now is the time to show your filial piety. Why did you spend 2000 million to outsource your filial piety to me?"

Bo Siqing scoffed, "You always said that Grandpa treated you well, but now, all I ask you to do is cook a bowl of porridge, and you make excuses. It seems your gratitude is nothing more than that."

"Bo Sinian, don't try to morally blackmail me. I can cook porridge, but that's at a different price." Otherwise, if we open this door today, it'll never end.

The next second, my phone notified me that one million had been deposited into my account.

"Will Grandpa be able to have fish porridge before nine o'clock?" The cool tone on the other end of the phone conveyed a condescending certainty.

Song Jin also changed her expression in the blink of an eye; delaying even a second would be disrespectful to the one million.

"No problem! I'll buy wild blackfish right away, I guarantee it's high-quality, fresh, and delicious."

"9:01. Song Jinye, you're late again." Bo Sinian raised his hand to look at his watch, his lips taut, his displeasure obvious.

Song Jin pursed his lips. The rebellious teenager of the past had now become rigid and inflexible.

"It's only 8:61. Stop nagging and hurry inside, so Grandpa won't have to wait."

No longer giving Bo Sinian a chance to find fault, she knocked on the door and entered the ward.

Upon learning that Song Jin had also personally cooked fish porridge and brought it over, Bo Zhengxing immediately dropped the steamed bun in his hand and ordered the butler to remove all the breakfast from in front of him.

"It has to be Xiao Ye, he's just what I wanted. I've been craving this!" His weathered face beamed with a smile, his tone full of joy and approval.

Song Jin immediately served him a bowl, "Grandpa, please have a taste."

Bo Zhengxing took a spoonful of porridge, his expression instantly relaxing. He nodded repeatedly, "This fish porridge is really well made. The porridge base is smooth and creamy, the fish slices are tender, and the cooking time and flavor are just right! You must have been cooking it for a long time, right?"

"Yes, I simmered it in a clay pot for almost three hours. Grandpa, you must eat more," Song Jin coaxed sweetly.

"Looks like you got up pretty early today. Don't get up so early in the future, sleep in and get plenty of rest so you can give me a great-grandchild soon. I'll be perfectly content." Bo Zhengxing looked at the two young people in front of him, blatantly urging them to have a child.