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

Song Jin felt very conflicted on her way to Langyuan.

Excitement, thrill, relief, regret, resentment... all sorts of emotions exploded like fireworks during the Lunar New Year.

During the journey, she made a special call to Shen Jiuran's phone watch to ask him what Bo Yi liked to eat and what he liked to play.

Previously, she had always believed that Bo Yi was the child of Bo Sinian and Song Zhaoyun, so she suppressed her emotions and intentionally distanced herself from her.

Now that she knows that the adorable and sweet little girl is her daughter, she wants to give the little girl all the good things in the world.

So she deliberately went out of her way to buy Bo Yi's favorite cake, and then went to the mall to buy two nice outfits and her favorite magnetic building block toys.

Although she hasn't done a paternity test with Bo Yi yet, in her heart, she has already accepted and confirmed it.

Every time I see Bo Yi, the spontaneous liking, the warmth, and the irresistible attraction are undeniable; the magnetic attraction of our innate blood ties is also undeniable.

When Song Jin arrived at Langyuan, it was already dark.

Bo Sinian was already waiting for him at the door.

"Why did you buy so many things?" He quickly stepped forward and took the bags from her hands.

"It's my first time...being someone's mother, so I have to show enough sincerity," Song Jin said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Actually, she's a little nervous right now.

Suddenly, she didn't know how to face Bo Yi, nor how to tell her about it.

The child probably can't accept having a new mother all of a sudden, right?

"You've already made up your mind?" Bo Sinian didn't expect Song Jin to accept it so quickly.

Song Jin nodded: "Confirmed. But a paternity test is still necessary." She had already been tricked by the Song family once, so she had to be extremely cautious this time.

Bo Sinian agreed with her approach, saying, "That's simple. We'll take two strands of Yiyi's hair, have someone expedite the process, and we'll know the results tomorrow morning."

Song Jin shared the same idea.

"Wait a minute." When the two reached the villa entrance, Song Jin also stopped him.

Bo Sinian stopped and turned back to look at her with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

Song Jin hesitated, her voice very soft: "I don't quite know how to face Bo Yi."

Bo Sinian paused for a moment, then chuckled and teased, "You get nervous sometimes too?"

He softened his tone and spoke calmly, "Don't overthink it. Yiyi is just a three-year-old child; she won't hold it against you. Besides, she's always liked you."

Looking back now, Bo Sinian can't help but feel that fate is amazing.

Long before the truth was revealed, fate had already linked Song Jin and Bo Yi together.

He could still remember how excited Bo Yi was when he first met Song Jinye and returned home, sharing with him how he had made a new friend.

There was also the way the little girl carefully prepared gifts for Song Jin, and that inexplicable affection stemmed from the bond between mother and daughter.

Song Jin took a deep breath. "Okay, let's go in."

The moment Song Jin stepped into the villa and into the foyer, she was truly stunned.

Bright and cheerful lighting, natural wood furniture, and the evergreen maple trees beside me, still flowing like a small green waterfall, all exude a thriving and prosperous atmosphere.

There were also some familiar decorations in the living room that caught me off guard.

Four years have passed, and the beanbag chair in front of the French windows, the decorative paintings on the wall, and the storage on the coffee table have remained almost unchanged.

Song Jin was so disoriented that she wondered if she had traveled back to four years ago.

Fortunately, the vibrant and colorful children's area brought her back to reality. Soft children's carpets, cute mushroom tents, colorful picture book shelves... gently and vividly traced the trajectory of time.

"Jin Bao'er! What brings you here?" Bo Yi's small figure rushed over.

Song Jin watched as the little girl ran towards her, her clothes billowing high, her two bubble braids dancing freely in the air. Her heart felt as if it had been struck by a tremendous burst of vitality.

Her daughter, this is her daughter, she has finally found her daughter!

She instinctively bent down, scooped up the little girl, and held her tightly in her arms, truly savoring the joy of having her back.

"Didn't you invite me yesterday? So I came. Are you happy, Yiyi?" Song Jin also suppressed her excitement, afraid that she would lose control of her emotions and scare the child.

"Happy! So happy!" Bo Yi's eyes were filled with sparkling joy.

"Sir, Miss Song, you haven't eaten yet, have you? The kitchen has made soup and the food is ready." Aunt Wang wiped her hands and came over with a kind smile.

Bo Sinian had only been back a short while and hadn't eaten yet. He looked at Song Jinye and said, "Why don't we eat first?"

"Uncle Guan cooked my favorite seafood rice today, do you like it, Jinbao'er?" Bo Yi enthusiastically recommended it to her.

"Yes, I like it." Song Jin looked at her with eyes full of tenderness, her voice soft and gentle.

To be honest, Bo Sinian had never seen Song Jinye like this before.

He had seen her in many different ways: proud, serious, carefree, relaxed, indifferent, authoritative...

At this moment, the person before me had taken on a different appearance. Her eyes and brows were as gentle as melting moonlight, flowing calmly yet overflowing with tenderness. A soft, gentle smile played on her lips, like the evening breeze of late spring or early summer, gently caressing the small figure in her arms.

Bo Sinian stood quietly to the side, watching, a warm feeling rising in his heart.

His previously cold and aloof aura melted away unconsciously, and he spoke softly, as if afraid of disturbing this rare moment of warmth: "This is a gift Jin Bao'er brought for you. What do you want to say to Jin Bao'er?"

"Thank you, Jinbao'er!" A wave of surprise instantly spread across her chubby face. Bo Yi climbed down from Song Jin'er's arms and immediately looked at the gifts. "Wow, it's my favorite mousse cake! Such a beautiful seashell shape!"

Song Jin squatted down next to her and looked at the cake with her: "The name of this cake is 'Bei Ai' (meaning 'love'). I hope that Yiyi can always be loved and grow up in love."

The little girl looked at the clothes and toys Song Jinye had given her, and then hugged Song Jinye again with great joy: "Jinbao'er, I love everything you gave me! You're so kind, I love you so much!"

Song Jin was also moved by her words, a soft feeling growing uncontrollably within her, sprouting and filling her entire heart. She touched her head, her voice involuntarily moist: "I like you too."

Bo Yi tilted her round little face up, her eyes shining like stars, and asked in a sweet yet unusually earnest tone, "So, we're going in the same direction?"

Song Jin couldn't help but chuckle, and she nodded vigorously in response, "Absolutely!"