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

No sooner had he finished speaking than Song Guangming received a call from his assistant.

"Chairman Song, this is terrible! News of the young lady's arrest has spread online! It's all over the place now."

Song Guangming's vision went black, as if he had been struck by lightning. "What did you say!" he roared.

He handled this matter with extreme care, even when he was trying to pull strings, he did it discreetly, not daring to make a big fuss. How did it get exposed?

"It's true! The news spread incredibly fast! It jumped to the top of the trending topics list in just ten minutes. The PR department didn't even have time to react; their phones were ringing off the hook! A huge number of shareholders are frantically selling off their shares, and the company's stock price is plummeting. What should we do now?" The assistant reported to him rapidly, his expression tense.

Song Guangming quickly took out his tablet to check the messages.

He checked the company's stock price first, and the moment he opened the page, everything went black again—the stock had hit its daily limit down.

After calming himself down and taking a deep breath, he switched to social media.

Blood pressure spiked again instantly – the hashtags #MissSongArrested# and #SongZhaoyunCommitsCrimes# immediately occupied the top two spots on the trending topics list.

Song Guangming slumped onto the sofa, his face ashen.

The comments under both topics were filled with angry remarks from netizens.

Netizen 1: "My God! I thought Song Zhaoyun's act of pointing fingers at the mistress and cursing the mistress was already a display of moral depravity, but I didn't expect her to be skirting the edge of the law. Does she really think she can do whatever she wants just because she has a little money? I heard that the Song family also stole it from them. They really don't deserve their position. They should return the Song family to its rightful owner immediately! How can they sleep peacefully at night while occupying other people's things?"

Netizen 2: "My god! How did she manage to build up that image of a beautiful, kind-hearted, rich, and successful woman? This whole thing has collapsed to the core! Does anyone know what Song Zhaoyun did wrong? Will she ever be able to get out of this?"

Netizen 3: "What does Song Zhaoyun's house collapse have to do with my stocks?! Can anyone tell me if this is a setup by capital? Song Group, give me back my hard-earned money! My stocks are plummeting! If they keep falling, I'm really going to stand on the rooftop!"

Netizen 4: "I just want to know if Bo Sinian and Song Zhaoyun will still get married? Can the Bo family accept a granddaughter-in-law who has committed crimes? It's so hard to guess."

Netizen 5: "Let me tell you. Song Zhaoyun, and the Song family, are complete frauds. What piano prodigy? She just crammed a few pieces. She's never performed in any public setting in all these years. What art master? The works she submitted for competitions were ghostwritten. Even her overseas art exhibitions were just purchased copyrights and claimed as her own; her exhibitions were completely ignored. What were they praising her for before? 'Management talent'? That's because she stole other people's achievements. Only she and the Song family know how many people they used as stepping stones and how much money they wasted to achieve her glamorous image."

Netizen 6: "No way? Her whole aura was fake? I even considered her a goddess and admired her for so many years. Did Bo Sinian know all this? If Bo Sinian was also deceived, I would feel a little better."

Netizen 7: "I don't know if Bo Sinian was deceived. But I do know that Bo is now on the path of redemption... A couple of days ago, I happened to see Bo and Professor Song taking a flight to Country A together, but neither of them looked too good. I bet a bag of spicy strips that Bo is currently in the midst of a wife-chasing-after-the-cremation-day."

The more Song Guangming looked, the darker his face became. It seemed that the Song family really had no chance of turning things around this time.

"Eldest son, why do you look so pale? What happened?" Old Madam Song walked up to him, looked him over carefully, and asked with concern.

Song Guangming took off his reading glasses, helped her sit down, pondered for a moment, and then sighed.

"Mom, I think Zhaoyun and Sinian are probably not going to get together."

Old Madam Song swayed slightly, finding it hard to accept the news. "Why? After planning for so long, it all came to nothing?"

Xiao Ruohua's eyes were lined with deep wrinkles from worry; she had actually had a premonition.

Ever since Song Zhaoyun was hospitalized after being stabbed for Bo Sinian, Bo Sinian's attitude towards his daughter has been very cold.

He originally thought that Zhao Yun's injury would strengthen their relationship, but things didn't go as planned.

"Let's think of another way. Zhaoyun has been planning this for so long; she's already set her sights on Si Nian. We can't give up now. Besides, isn't Song Jin going to marry Shen Yanzhi? Zhaoyun still has a chance. What we can do now is defend Zhaoyun's innocence. Yes, we must find the best lawyer for Zhaoyun to defend her!"

Xiao Ruohua was unwilling to accept losing Bo Sinian, her ideal son-in-law.

No one in the Song family was willing to accept this!

Song Guangming frowned, a sinister glint in his eyes.

After a long silence, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a somber tone, "We can't let Si Nian investigate anything further in Country A. We need to find a way to get Si Nian back home, so he won't have time to deal with things there."

Xiao Ruohua's eyes suddenly lit up. "What idea have you come up with?"

Song Guangming's cloudy eyes glanced at him menacingly, a cold smile curving his lips. "Just do as I say..."

*

Song Jin and his group found Sophia in an old apartment in the suburbs.

Her husband, upon seeing them arrive to see Sofia, initially cursed and tried to drive them away.

After receiving money from Andrew, he changed his tune: "You can see her. But she's afraid of strangers, and if she causes you any harm, you'll be responsible for the consequences."

The room was dimly lit, and it took Song Jin a while to adjust before she saw Sophia hiding in the corner.

Her hands and feet were bound, and the other end of the rope was tied to the window, so her range of movement was estimated to be only one meter.

Her husband nonchalantly smoked his cigarette, sat down on a chair by the door, greedily counted the money Andrew had given him, and then shamelessly told them, "The money you gave us is only enough for half an hour. You must leave after half an hour."

He paused, then continued rambling, "Half an hour should be enough. You won't get anything out of them. Unless you enjoy watching mental patients. But if that's the case, you'll see much more in a mental hospital..."

"Shut up!" Song Jin shouted angrily, her eyes blazing with fury.

How can he be so at ease after beating his wife like this?

The man was nearly startled, then instantly flew into a rage. His hostile gaze lashed out at Song Jinye, his eyes filled with contempt for women, as if he were looking down on a creature inferior to him. In his mind, such "inferior" beings were not worthy of his attention. He stood up angrily, ready to charge at Song Jinye with violent fury.

Bo Sinian reacted quickly, shoving him back and pressing his shoulder down, forcibly pushing him back into his seat and stopping his movements.