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

"What's the story with your illegitimate child?" Xiao Ruohua asked with a face full of hatred.

Song Guangming's eyes darted around for a moment, and he subconsciously avoided their gaze.

"What illegitimate child? What are you talking about?" Song Guangming asked, frowning.

"Dad, stop pretending. Grandma has already admitted it." Song Zhaoyun's words exposed his lie.

Song Guangming looked at Old Madam Song in surprise, "Mom, what's wrong with you...?"

Old Madam Song figured that since her precious grandson would eventually have to acknowledge his ancestry anyway, she might as well lay everything out on the table sooner rather than later. That way, she could see her beloved grandson sooner.

Poor thing, she's hardly ever seen her precious grandson, not even once in his life.

"Just admit it openly. Ruohua isn't the kind of unreasonable shrew. Apologize to Ruohua, and we'll let it go," said Madam Song casually.

Xiao Ruohua found it hard to believe.

She had always thought that Madam Song was a kind and understanding mother-in-law, but only today did she realize that this mother-in-law was extremely biased.

She felt like the sky was falling after her husband cheated on her and had an illegitimate child. But the old lady actually said to just let it go.

So the old lady meant that if she asked any more questions, she would be an unreasonable shrew.

Xiao Ruohua was already furious, and now she was even more enraged. The anger in her heart exploded like firecrackers.

She was determined to get to the bottom of this!

"When did you start this relationship? When was the child born? How much money did you spend on her and the child? You must tell me everything clearly today!"

"Oh dear, we're all family, why be so meticulous? You two are both so old, just turn a blind eye and it'll pass." Old Madam Song kept trying to smooth things over.

Xiao Ruohua was so angry she laughed!

The old lady is so old, yet she still meddles in everything, saying that she's too old and that taking a step back will make things much easier.

This is absolutely outrageous!

"Mom, this is a matter between my husband and me, please don't interfere."

Old Madam Song choked, "I'm doing this all for your own good, how could you..."

Seeing that Xiao Ruohua was not easily fooled, she started to brainwash Song Zhaoyun again, "Zhaoyun, you should quickly persuade your mother. Isn't this kind of thing common in our circle? There's no need to make a fuss about it."

Song Zhaoyun was surprised by the old lady's inability to distinguish right from wrong. "Grandma, what kind of talk is that? Do you think this is a trivial matter? Once this gets out, do you know how much of an impact it will have on Song's stock price?"

Song Zhaoyun was too lazy to argue with an old lady, so she directly questioned Song Guangming: "So, Dad, all these years of frequent business trips have been just to see that bastard child, right?"

Upon hearing that offensive term, Song Guangming's face flushed red, and he retorted sharply, "What do you mean by bastard? That's your brother! I've supported you through so many years of schooling, and you've wasted all that time!"

"It's only right to call him 'brother,' what else is it if it's not rightfully his or hers but a bastard?" Song Zhaoyun's lips curled into a cold smile, her tone sharp and contemptuous, showing no sign of backing down.

"Shut up! What right do you have to talk about your brother? You've disgraced the Song family. If you're so capable, why don't you let Bo Sinian marry you? You've accomplished nothing, so naturally I have to groom another successor." Song Guangming adopted the airs of a father, his tone accusatory, and he reprimanded her sternly.

"What right do you have to talk about my daughter! If you were so capable, why would you let Zhaoyun curry favor with Bo Sinian!" Xiao Ruohua retorted, mocking Song Guangming.

The thought that she had just defended this man and thought her daughter was talking nonsense made Xiao Ruohua feel that she had been extremely stupid!

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more ashamed he became.

For a time, the family was fighting like dogs, arguing incessantly.

That night, upon learning that Song Jin had also found her daughter, Jiang Yiran came to the Shen family home specifically to have a meal and join in the fun.

"You're so unfair! You didn't even tell me about something this big happened," Jiang Yiran said reproachfully.

She hugged Song Jinye, nuzzling her head against her shoulder, and said with heartache, "It must have been hard searching for you, right?"

The thought of Song Jin going to Country A to search for clues like looking for a needle in a haystack, and then rushing back to China and working tirelessly for days, made Jiang Yiran feel a pang of heartache, as if she had been pricked by a needle.

Fortunately, perseverance pays off, and Song Jin finally found his daughter.

"The Song family is utterly wicked! They switched a perfectly healthy baby with a stillborn one—how could they even think of such a thing! They even colluded with the doctor to tamper with the medical records, reporting a girl as a boy. Song Zhaoyun is also vicious; she actually faked her pregnancy and stole your daughter for herself. Fortunately, heaven has eyes; their elaborate schemes and elaborate plots have finally fallen apart, and the bitter consequences have come."

Jiang Yiran said indignantly, "If you ask me, we should drag all those people from the Song family out and shoot each of them for ten minutes, and that wouldn't be enough to vent our anger."

Zeng Ling only found out at this moment that her daughter had been busy with this matter all these days. "You silly child, why didn't you tell me about such an important thing?"

She immediately made a phone call: "Submit the evidence of the Song family's tax evasion over the years."

"Alright, Mom, I'm all grown up now. Don't worry about me anymore. The day after tomorrow is your wedding with Lao Shen. You just need to be a beautiful bride." Song Jin also tilted her head and leaned on Zeng Ling's shoulder.

"By the way, Zhong Zhen said your bridesmaid dress has been resized. She'll be at the store tomorrow, so you can go try it on again," Zeng Ling reminded her, patting her arm.

Song Jin nodded: "I understand."

Jiang Yiran clung to Song Jin tightly, refusing to let go. "Look at him, President Shen is truly a rare find—a loving husband, a devoted son, and a devoted family man."

Song Jin and Zeng Ling looked out the French windows at the courtyard, where Shen Yanzhi was doing physical fitness training with the two children, who were having a great time.

"Yes, Lao Shen is definitely a one-in-a-million good man." Song Jin also praised him highly.

"The key is that he's been consistent for years. I'd like to ask President Shen to write a tutorial on being a good man sometime, and I'll definitely have my husband take a vacation to study it diligently." Jiang Yiran said with envy.

"Your CEO Zhou is really great, so don't take your good fortune for granted," Song Jin said, gently nudging her arm and teasing her with a smile.

Jiang Yiran raised her chin and replied seriously, "To help him improve, he should learn from the virtuous. Praise him less; too much praise will make him arrogant and complacent."

"But speaking of which, now that you and Bo Sinian have a daughter together, what are your plans?"

Song Jin narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean, what are your plans? We'll see how he behaves. If he doesn't behave well, I'll take custody of Bo Yi."

Actually, Song Jin hasn't decided on this yet. But one thing is certain: whatever choice or decision she makes, her daughter will be her top priority.