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

Not long after they left the cemetery, another car pulled over, and a woman wearing a black trench coat, sunglasses, and a mask got out.

Holding lilacs in one hand and snacks and toys in the other, she arrived at Song Yu'an's grave.

After standing there for a long time, she carefully tied a peace charm to a small blade of grass in front of the tombstone before hurrying away.

In the evening, Bo Sinian quietly returned to the cemetery. To make up for the fact that he had come empty-handed in the morning, he brought some fruit and snacks to express his apology as a father.

But the pile of items in front of the tombstone, almost forming a small mountain, surprised him greatly. He remembered that Song Jin and Zhuge Yu hadn't brought so many things that morning.

Or is his memory flawed?

"Are there this many things this morning?" he asked Andrew, puzzled.

Andrew was also staring at that pile of things.

"No. Miss Song put down some food, and Zhuge took out a few toys from his pocket. There's not enough room in Miss Song's bag or Zhuge's pocket for all of these things."

"Then how come there are so many extra things? Who will come to see this child?" Zeng Ling has returned to China, and today is not a special day.

Andrew: "Should I check it out?"

Bo Sinian squatted down, pushed aside the pile of snacks and toys to take a look, but there was nothing particularly special about them.

He glanced around; there were no security cameras.

But since things have come to this point, "Let's look into it then."

Maybe by sheer luck we'll find something.

As I got up, a gust of evening wind swept by, blowing aside the overgrown weeds, revealing a peace charm hidden among them.

Bo Sinian paused, then subconsciously bent down to pick it up and examined it closely.

Puan Temple?

He had never heard of this temple before.

He casually took out his phone and checked; Puan Temple was in Lancheng, a full 1500 kilometers away from Nancheng.

I obtained a peace charm from Lancheng and brought it to Country A to give to a deceased child.

As far as he knew, Song Jin also seemed to have no friends in Lancheng.

Worried that his judgment was too arbitrary, Bo Sinian still called Song Jinye.

"Any news?" Song Jin answered the phone readily, her tone full of anticipation.

"No. I wanted to ask if you have any friends in Lancheng? Or, have you asked any friends to visit Yu'an regularly?"

"No, why do you ask?" Song Jin also found the question a bit strange. "You went to see Yu'an again? What did you find out?"

Bo Sinian then told her about the lucky charm and the extra bunch of snacks.

Song Jin also felt this was unusual. "I'll go there right now."

So she and Zhuge Yu rushed to the cemetery.

Zhuge Yu analyzed, "The other party seems to care a lot about Yu'an; even these snacks were carefully selected and brought from China. I just checked, and getting this amulet is quite troublesome. This temple is very popular in the area."

At this moment, Song Jin's mind was also full of questions.

Bo Sinian asked thoughtfully, "Has a similar situation occurred before?"

"I don't have a fixed time to visit Yu'an. I come over every few days. Sometimes my mother comes to keep him company, but I've never encountered this situation before."

Zhuge Yu: "It's possible we just didn't run into each other, and this time it just happened to be the case. But I guess this isn't the first time the other person has come to see Yu'an."

Bo Sinian quickly went through all the clues in his mind, and the doubt between his brows gradually subsided. He came to a conclusion.

His breath hitched slightly, his expression darkening, and his tone became unusually serious: "If, and I mean if, Yu'an really was switched at birth, then could those who came to see Yu'an be his relatives?"

Upon hearing Bo Sinian's deduction, Song Jin trembled slightly.

Actually, she had thought of that earlier, but she didn't dare to draw a conclusion easily.

Now that Bo Sinian's thoughts coincide with hers, does that mean she has hope of finding her son?

Her eyes gleamed with excitement, and her lips parted slightly. "Now, if we can find the person who gave me the amulet, will we know my son's true whereabouts? Maybe my child is in their hands, right?"

Unable to contain her shock and excitement, she gripped Bo Sinian's hand tightly, eager to receive his affirmation.

Bo Sinian lowered his eyes, looking at her hand that was tightly clenched around his, feeling the slight chill from her fingertips, and his chest tightened slightly.

He maintained a calm demeanor on the surface, but in reality, every nerve in his palm was taut.

"Yes, I just had Andrew check the nearby surveillance footage."

Song Jin nodded hurriedly, "We must find that person as soon as possible."

All she hopes now is that once she finds that person, all her problems will be solved.

But finding someone in a foreign country is easier said than done.

The surveillance network at this cemetery is far less robust than that in China, with only two cameras installed at the entrance and exit. One of them is already broken and malfunctioning, and the footage from the remaining one is so blurry that vehicle license plates cannot be identified at all.

Based solely on the silhouette captured in the surveillance footage, it can be roughly determined that the person who came to the cemetery was a woman.

This outcome left Song Jin feeling deeply powerless.

If this were in the country, the target should already be identified.

"Don't be discouraged." Bo Sinian's voice was calm, trying to soothe her disappointment. "I will have Andrew continue the investigation along the route."

Song Jin sighed as well, "That's all we can do."

After returning home, she discussed with Zhuge Yu, "We can't just sit here and wait to die. Investigating step by step like this is just being led by the nose. We have no idea when we'll find our child."

Zhuge Yu knew she already had a plan. "Boss, what do you want to do?"

Song Jin's brows furrowed with the anxiety that had been building up over the past few days, and his voice was heavy: "Bring Song Guangming's illegitimate son to Country A as soon as possible."

Zhuge Yu: "Okay."

The next day, Andrew's investigation yielded results.

They identified several targets, and after screening and eliminating some, only one person remained who met the criteria—someone from China who had visited the cemetery the day before.

"What's her name?" Song Jin didn't hesitate for a moment before getting into the car and heading to the Hilton Hotel with Bo Sinian.

Andrew tracked the woman's movements and compared them with the hotel's surveillance footage, discovering that she was staying at the Hilton Hotel.

"It's not clear yet. The hotel wants to protect its guests' privacy and is unwilling to disclose a lot of information, so it's not easy to get clues." Bo Sinian's expression was slightly somber, and his tone carried a hint of helplessness.

Song Jin nodded in understanding, but her lips remained tightly pressed together, the heavy weight on her heart still unyielding.

Just as they arrived at the Hilton and were about to get off the car, Bo Sinian received a call from China. The caller told him anxiously and urgently, "Bo Yi is missing."

Bo Sinian froze, his face instantly turning frighteningly grim. "Explain clearly, what do you mean by 'Bo Yi is missing'!"