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

That night, after dinner.

Jiang Yiran chatted with Song Jin for a while longer before preparing to leave.

"Is President Bo planning to stay overnight?" Jiang Yiran asked jokingly.

Seeing that he had sent his daughter, aunt, and cook to Qingwu Garden, Sima Zhao's intentions were all too obvious.

When Bo Sinian was called upon, he subconsciously looked at Song Jinye, his unspoken words hidden in his eyes.

Song Jin ignored his gaze and instead looked at Bo Yi, who was eating fruit. She took a tissue and wiped the residue from the corner of her mouth. "Baby, say goodbye to your godmother and dad."

Bo Yi immediately waved to them obediently, her soft voice as sweet as cotton candy: "Goodbye, godmother! Goodbye, dad! Drive carefully!"

Bo Sinian gave a helpless smile, reached out and ruffled his daughter's hair, then turned and went to the entrance to change his shoes.

Not long after returning to Langyuan, he received a call from Gu Yinan: "Fourth Brother, are you home? I just finished a dinner party nearby. I have a box of Bingdao Laozhai ancient tree tea in my car. Doesn't your father like to drink it? I'll bring it over to you."

"Yes, I'm at home."

Gu Yinan noticed the room was rather deserted as soon as he entered.

If Bo Yi were home on a normal day, she would have already come out to greet him like a happy little bird.

"Bo Yi went to Sister Ye's again?"

Bo Sinian handed him a bottle of water and corrected his statement: "What do you mean by 'again'? You've always lived there."

Gu Yinan nodded as if he understood: "Sister Ye has not been able to be with her child for so many years, so it is only right that she wants to spend more time with her child."

He looked at the bottled water in his hand. "Where's your housekeeper?"

In the past, when he came to Langyuan, Aunt Wang would always make tea for him.

Bo Sinian: "He also went to Qingwu Garden."

While Gu Yinan was surprised, he also found it reasonable. After all, Aunt Wang knew best how to take care of Bo Yi.

"Your chef didn't go to Qingwuyuan too, did he?" he joked casually.

The answer I received from Bo Sinian was affirmative: "Yes."

Gu Yinan had just taken a sip of water when he almost choked and coughed several times.

"No, your daughter, your housekeeper, and the cook have all gone to Sister Ye's place. So what are you doing here all by yourself?"

Gu Yinan's question hit the nail on the head, directly addressing Bo Sinian's sensitive points.

In fact, Bo Sinian had been thinking about this issue on his way back.

Bo Yi moved into Qingwu Garden, Aunt Wang moved into Qingwu Garden, the chef moved into Qingwu Garden, but he was the only one who was ruthlessly kicked out of Qingwu Garden. Is this appropriate?

Gu Yinan found it amusing, and said with a mischievous grin, "Sister Ye is being really unfair. What's the difference between this and just taking the free gift when buying something? She just returned the full-length dress like that?"

With an air of schadenfreude, he held up a mineral water bottle in front of Bo Sinian: "Fourth Brother, how do you feel about being alone in your room now?"

Bo Sinian glanced at him sideways and twitched his lips: "You can get lost now."

"No way! If I leave, you'll be all alone. How about we call Lu Zi and Lao He, and go get a drink?"

Gu Yinan took out his phone, ready to start setting up a game.

"I'm not going. If you want to go, go yourselves." Bo Sinian leaned back slightly, crossed his long legs, and exuded a composed aura. His eyes showed little interest, and he had no intention of keeping the appointment.

Gu Yinan looked at him suspiciously: "No way, Fourth Brother, you're not even thirty yet, you're in the prime of your life, are you already too old to play around?"

"Provocation won't work. I'm not going, and I still have to go to Qingwu Garden for breakfast tomorrow morning." Bo Sinian said calmly, his tone steady.

Gu Yinan pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, and winked at him mischievously, "So you arranged for the chef to go over there so you could legitimately mooch meals from Sister Ye? Impressive, Fourth Brother, that's a brilliant move!"

The next morning, as soon as Song Jin went downstairs, she found Bo Sinian sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Morning light streamed through the French windows, gently falling on his shoulders. He held a recent academic journal she had placed on the coffee table, flipping through it casually. The cuffs of his white shirt were casually rolled up to his forearms, and he still wore that simple band ring on his hand, its cold, hard metallic luster seemingly softened by the morning light.

Hearing footsteps, he subconsciously looked up, a gentle light spreading across his deep eyes. He appeared dazzling in the morning light, but not scorching.

"Good morning." Bo Sinian smiled slightly and greeted Song Jin.

Song Jin narrowed her eyes. "How did you get in?"

"Of course, you mean walking in," he said, deliberately misinterpreting her meaning and making a joking remark.

Song Jin also realized that half of Qingwu Garden was now occupied by his people, so entering would be a piece of cake for him.

"So, Aunt Wang and the head chef are spies you sent?"

"I...I'm not an undercover agent. Professor Song, if you don't want him to come in, I will never open the door for him again." Aunt Wang happened to pass by and overheard their conversation, and immediately made her stance clear.

Bo Sinian: "..."

Well, he lost one of his key generals in just one night.

Seeing Bo Sinian's indescribable expression, Song Jin couldn't help but chuckle.

She went to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of warm water, and slowly drank it.

"Can you understand it?" She glanced at the journal in Bo Sinian's hand.

"Professor Song, don't underestimate me. I've read every single word of your paper." Bo Sinian raised the corners of his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on her with a mix of seriousness and a hint of teasing.

Song Jin seemed unconvinced and replied perfunctorily, "President Bo is truly eager to learn."

She didn't delve deeper into this topic.

"Sir, Professor Song, breakfast is ready. Would you like to eat?" The chef came out of the kitchen and asked for their opinion.

Song Jin put down her water glass, nodded, and said, "Let's eat."

The two sat facing each other at the dining table.

"From Langyuan to here, and then to Yuzhou Group, it's a long detour. Mr. Bo, your time is precious, don't you think it's a waste of time?" Song Jin asked Bo Sinian while drinking her freshly cooked eight-treasure porridge.

Bo Sinian ate his breakfast slowly and deliberately, his manners refined and composed. "No. You still need to eat."

Song Jin suddenly realized what was going on: "So, you deliberately arranged for the chef to come over so you could openly freeload a meal?"

"It has to be Professor Song, you saw through my little scheme right away." Despite being exposed, he remained calm and readily admitted it without any attempt to hide it.

Song Jin immediately called over the head chef, "I'll pay your salary this month, and I'll give you a 50% raise. Do you understand what I mean?"

Bo Sinian: "..."

Another key player has been lost.