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

"This ring is proof of our marriage, how could I throw it away?"

This is a treasure he has kept to this day.

Bo Sinian's dark eyes were tinged with a hazy glow from the alcohol, sparkling with tiny points of light, and suddenly revealed a hint of tenderness.

Song Jin's heart sank as she was struck by his gaze. She stared blankly at the ring, momentarily lost in thought.

"Now... can we return it to its rightful owner?" He subtly moved an inch closer, all his previous pride and restraint melting into a humble plea.

The psychological impact Song Jin was experiencing at this moment was beyond her imagination.

She had always firmly believed that Bo Sinian's ruthlessness and decisiveness back then were because he was blind to have fallen in love with Song Zhaoyun, but now, Bo Sinian was telling her that this was not the case.

The person he loved was always himself.

Then what about all the heartache she endured in love over the years?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

She closed the ring box directly, her tone hardening, "Bo Sinian, if you want to talk, wait until you're sober."

If the misunderstanding that occurred back then stemmed from their mutual distrust, then even now, Bo Sinian still doesn't trust her enough.

The ring fell back into the box, and the lid closed with a "click".

Bo Sinian felt as if the door to her heart, which was already slightly ajar, suddenly slammed shut in front of him. He slammed his head against the closed door with a loud thud, his head aching and his heart aching.

"My mind is perfectly clear, really," Bo Sinian said, raising his hand to show her the ring he always wore. "Look at this!"

Song Jin also glanced at it; it was the plain ring that was rumored to symbolize the deep love between him and Song Zhaoyun.

"Did you also think this ring was a gift from Song Zhaoyun, which is why I've been wearing it all the time?"

Song Jinye: "In reality?"

Bo Sinian took off the ring and placed it in Song Jinye's hand. With a slight push of his fingertip, the ring suddenly opened, revealing a men's diamond ring inside.

It was designed by her back then.

The ring setting is made of matte platinum, with a simple and clean design. The ring face is set with two closely spaced small diamonds, one black and one white, representing the two of them, as well as day and night, implying a life together from dawn till dusk.

So he's been wearing this ring all this time?

Song Jin's pupils contracted in surprise. She subconsciously picked up the ring and looked at it. Inside, there were also the initials of the two of them, which she had designed. She threw the ring back at him, "Are you crazy? You're divorced and you still wear your wedding ring all the time."

Song Jinye's reaction made Bo Sinian feel an unprecedented sense of frustration.

He's out of options.

His mind was a complete blank; he didn't know how to win Song Jin back.

Suddenly, he began reaching into his pockets and taking things out one by one.

"This is my phone. You can look at it freely. There is absolutely no evidence that I have been flirting with other women."

"Here's your bank card. The PIN is still the same as before. You can use it as you like."

"This is the NFC card for the garage; you can choose any car inside."

"Oh, and there's also the hillside villa; the password is your birthday."

"Or you could want anything else, I could give it to you. But please, accept my heart."

He held her arms tightly with both hands, his palms burning hot. His eyes held a mixture of stubbornness and tenderness, and his throat tightened with a hint of intoxication as he coaxed in a low voice, "Can we cancel the wedding tomorrow?"

Song Jin's heart skipped a beat.

It must be admitted that when Bo Sinian humbled himself to coax people, his charm was absolutely devastating.

But she really couldn't do that.

"I can't cancel. I'm not... um..."

Before she could finish speaking, her voice vanished between their lips, and she stared in astonishment, her almond-shaped eyes widening instantly.

Bo Sinian couldn't bear to listen any longer when he heard her refuse.

His gaze was fixed intently on her parting lips, and he lowered his head to kiss her, not uttering a single word he wanted to hear.

His lips were tinged with the coolness of the night, the minty scent neutralizing the alcohol, not harsh. His kiss was urgent and hurried, catching Song Jin off guard.

She instinctively tried to push him away, but his hand gripped the back of her neck first, preventing her from escaping even an inch. His warm breath instantly enveloped her.

Song Jin felt a heaviness in her chest, and a wave of intense, aching sorrow washed over her.

Years later, Song Jin had to admit that Bo Sinian's kiss was extremely seductive.

He was incredibly adept at creating breathtaking pauses during kisses, then, in the brief moments between breaths, he would lightly brush his nose against hers and cheek, his deep, hot breaths brushing against her ear, creating an addictive surge of hormones.

She felt a subtle electric current forming in her brain, which then transformed into a tingling sensation and spread to every nerve ending in her body.

His kiss carried a confident and composed air of complete control, his fingertips gently caressing the soft flesh of her waist, bringing a double thrill.

After an unknown amount of time, he slightly increased the distance between them, but his gaze remained fixed on her, silently teasing her.

The corridor lamp cast a narrow, pale light, half of which fell on his shoulder and half over her profile, silently watching their struggle...

"Admit it, you miss me too, don't you?" His long eyelashes cast soft shadows beneath his eyes, like two thin clouds softened by the evening breeze. His husky voice carried a hint of certainty, yet also a touch of longing.

He rubbed his fingertips against her soft lips, his eyes incredibly alluring.

Song Jin also snapped out of her daze and forcefully broke free of his grasp. Although the tips of her ears still retained the faint redness and heat from the kiss, her eyes and tone were unyielding: "Miss you my foot, don't push your luck, get lost."

She opened the door and kept pushing him out.

Bo Sinian was still resisting her push when his body suddenly swayed, and his voice was weak and faint: "I feel... a little dizzy."

The moment he finished speaking, he leaned against her.

"Hey, Bo Sinian! Bo Sinian!"

Bo Sinian forced his eyelids open, his eyes were terribly red, and his voice, slurred with drunkenness, uttered a harsh statement with no real threat: "If you dare to get married tomorrow, I'll come and steal you away."

After saying that, he slid down her shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Ha, a wedding robbery?

Why didn't you drink more and just send him to the emergency room?

Song Jin threw him onto the sofa and went straight upstairs.

She has to get up early tomorrow to call someone to pick him up, and she doesn't know how late that will take.

*

"Holy crap! The lights are all off, and Fourth Brother still hasn't come out. Did Sister Ye let him stay overnight?"

Just as the deer was dozing off in the wild, Gu Yinan's exclamation brought him back to his senses.

"What? The lights are off? Did they make up?" Lu Zaiye rubbed his eyes and stared at the mansion. Indeed, the entire mansion was dark.

He Muzhi: "Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and a long separation feels like a thousand springs. Maybe the two of you have even conceived a second child. Let's go, let's get out of here."

He yawned. "After watching for so long, Fourth Brother finally won the heart of his beauty. The three of us are practically eagles from waiting."