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

When Lu Zaiye and the others learned that Zeng Ling was the one who married Shen Yanzhi, they were all stunned!

So, Shen Yanzhi is now a generation older than them?

And that little boy who looks so much like Song Jin is actually her younger brother?!

The three of them simultaneously took out their phones and recreated the wide-eyed emoji from the TV series "Reply 1988".

Although Shen Yanzhi's wedding was low-key, he was very generous in handing out wedding candies.

In recent days, many business partners have received gifts from him. The gift boxes look unassuming, but the contents are exquisite, and everyone praises his thoughtfulness.

Of course, many people were shocked to learn that Shen Yanzhi had not married the young and beautiful Song Jinye, but rather his aunt who was ten years older than him.

Especially some young girls who dream of climbing the social ladder by associating with powerful figures feel resentful.

"I accept defeat to a beautiful, highly intelligent woman like Professor Song. But Mr. Shen actually married a fifty-year-old woman—is he blind?"

"Is there something that old woman has on Mr. Shen that he has no choice but to marry her?"

"Aren't fifty-year-old women already menopausal? Still seducing men, how shameless."

Zeng Ling stood in front of the elevator, motionless.

It was as if these girls' harsh slander could not hurt her in the slightest.

She remained calm and composed, showing no sign of being upset by the gossip.

With a "ding," the private elevator for the president slowly opened.

The girls immediately put on charming smiles and greeted Shen Yanzhi as he walked out of the elevator.

Shen Yanzhi was nearly forty, but looked as young as someone in their twenties. A haute couture silk blouse in a smoky gray hue accentuated his tall, clean-cut figure. The cuffs were neatly rolled up, revealing his well-defined wrists, and a seemingly understated, heirloom watch on his wrist quietly complemented his complexion. His gait was composed, exuding a warm yet powerful aura, radiating a mature charm.

He nodded slightly to them, and when he saw Zeng Ling, a tenderness instantly spread across his eyes, like a gentle breeze in early summer.

The girls' hearts raced involuntarily. Who was President Shen smiling at? He was so alluring.

"Why did you come all of a sudden? I still have a little work to finish before I can leave. Why don't you come upstairs and sit for a while and wait for me?" Shen Yanzhi's eyes involuntarily sparkled, slowly flowing with surprise and warmth.

He walked directly to Zeng Ling, hugged her, and naturally gave her a light kiss on the forehead.

Zeng Ling subconsciously reached out to block, glancing at the people still standing next to her with a slightly uneasy expression.

However, she quickly composed herself, regaining her composure. "I just happened to be passing by and thought I'd drop by. I hope I'm not disturbing your work?"

The surprise and admiration in the eyes of the young girls instantly turned into shock and horror. Their eyes were fixed on the two people in front of them—Shen… President Shen just… just got married, and he… cheated on her?

Although the woman in front of me is quite pretty and seems to be a good match for President Shen, it's still incredibly immoral for her to be a mistress.

"No, I'd love for you to come." Shen Yanzhi took Zeng Ling's hand, then turned and introduced her to the young woman in a generous manner: "This is my wife."

The girls: "..."

what?

Isn't Mr. Shen's wife a fifty-year-old woman?

This woman looks to be in her early thirties, right? Look at her skin, it's even smoother and more delicate than theirs!

Moreover, she has a really good temperament, calm and composed, and she exudes an aura just by standing there. She is elegant and dignified. They thought she was a female CEO coming to discuss cooperation.

While things were peaceful and serene at Song Jinye and Zeng Ling's place, chaos and turmoil were erupting at the Song family's place every day.

Now that the fact that Song Guangming has an illegitimate child has been brought to the forefront, Old Madam Song has stopped pretending and her deep-seated preference for sons over daughters has been fully revealed.

She constantly urged Song Guangming to bring Song Qingchuan home to acknowledge his ancestors, while Xiao Ruohua and Song Zhaoyun strongly opposed it.

Xiao Ruohua said: "It's not impossible for you to bring your illegitimate child back, but first transfer all your assets to Song Zhaoyun's name."

Old Madam Song directly scolded her: "I'm not even dead yet, and you're already eyeing the inheritance. Zhaoyun will marry sooner or later; what use is the inheritance to her? It'll just benefit outsiders. I'm telling you this: all of the Song family's assets belong to Qingchuan. As for Zhaoyun, how many resources have we poured into her since she was little? Have we gotten anything in return? If you really can't swallow this, then get a divorce."

Xiao Ruohua was so angry that she fainted because she was so upset that the old lady was still urging them to divorce, even though they were already this old.

Upon waking, her attitude remained defiant: "You want me to make room for that other woman and her bastard child? I'll die!"

Song Guangming, watching his company's stock price plummet day by day, was so worried that his hair turned white.

The sudden arrival of the auditing department to investigate further caused him to lose clumps of hair.

Old Madam Song felt sorry for her son, so she came up with the idea of ​​a marriage alliance to help Song Shi out of her predicament.

Unfortunately, Song Zhaoyun had been associated with Bo Sinian, cultivating the image of a top-tier heiress. Now that her image has completely collapsed, there's no one of comparable standing willing to marry her.

After much deliberation, Madam Song had no choice but to settle for second best.

Song Zhaoyun has always regarded Bo Sinian as her ideal type. She was almost one step away from becoming Bo Sinian's life partner. How could she possibly be interested in someone else?

She would unconsciously compare those people to Bo Sinian, but Bo Sinian's place in her heart was irreplaceable.

On one occasion, she specifically chose to meet at a restaurant that Bo Sinian frequented.

And she knew perfectly well that Bo Sinian had a dinner party at that restaurant that night.

Her blind date was with the head of the investor that Song wanted to win over.

Under these circumstances, it's less about matchmaking and more about selling her for a good price.

The other party was not from Nancheng, but came from Ning City.

Rumors circulated that he was ugly and a womanizer, and his profile indicated he was under forty, but upon first meeting him, Song Zhaoyun almost wanted to call the police.

If the information wasn't fabricated, then his appearance was far too premature. He was short, had a thinning hairline, and looked rather unattractive. Compared to Bo Sinian, he was worlds apart.

"I heard you used to date President Bo Sinian. You won't feel wronged if you date me, will you?" Jiang Chengye stared at her lecherously, his gaze fixed on her, his face greasy and frivolous.

Song Zhaoyun felt disgusted just looking at him, and tried her best to suppress her discomfort and speak as little as possible.

Jiang Chengye brazenly grabbed her hand, his fingertips rough and warm, with an unpleasantly sticky feel. He repeatedly and gently caressed the back of her delicate hand, and said in an extremely lewd tone, "How about we don't go back tonight? I booked a river-view suite at the hotel next door. How about we enjoy the night view of Nancheng together?"

Just as Song Zhaoyun was thinking about how to refuse, a tall and imposing figure came into view, and a glimmer of light immediately appeared in his eyes.