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

Cheng Sijin was already displeased by everyone's praise of Song Jinye, and now seeing that Lou Yin's eyes seemed to only see Song Jinye, the pent-up anger in her heart suddenly exploded. She stood up abruptly, wanting to confront Song Jinye, but Bo Sinian pressed her down on his shoulder and forced her back into her seat. "Today is Grandpa's birthday, you'd better behave yourself."

"Brother, you're still protecting her. She stole the show at Grandpa's birthday banquet, how could she be so shameless..."

His grumbling abruptly ceased under Bo Sinian's sharp and cold gaze.

She pursed her lips resentfully, still filled with resentment, and could only mutter in a low voice, "Why should an outsider like her be treated as an equal by a group of elders?"

She raised her chin, her eyebrows slightly arched, her face full of unconvinced arrogance, her eyes fixed on Song Jinye with a critical gaze.

"Then you should reflect on this. You are clearly your grandfather's own granddaughter, so why don't you have the right to sit at the head table? Is it because you don't want to?" Bo Sinian's tone was somewhat cold, not angry, but a distant admonition.

"I... Brother, are you really my brother?" When Cheng Sijin's attempt to provoke him failed, she turned to Bo Sinian and started to act coquettishly.

Bo Sinian's expression remained cold and hard, and his tone was icy: "It can be that way."

Cheng Sijin was almost driven mad with anger by him. She glared at Bo Sinian, her anger burning in her eyes, but it was extinguished when she met Bo Sinian's cold gaze. She could only reluctantly sit down, her face showing suppressed resentment.

Somehow the news got out.

"Is it appropriate for a young female professor to be forced to sit at the head table at a grandfather's birthday banquet?" Someone posted anonymously online.

Soon, people started discussing it in the comments section of the post.

"Isn't this inappropriate? Everyone knows that the birthday celebrant and elders are seated at the main table. What's the point of a young junior like you squeezing in? Besides, you're not related to the main family at all. Are you just relying on your professorship? A professorship isn't a get-out-of-jail-free card."

"How did she become a professor? Doesn't she understand basic social etiquette? Even with my 95 IQ, I know it's inappropriate to crash a birthday banquet at the head table. She's become a professor at such a young age; her IQ must be much higher than that, right?"

"A well-known young female professor? I do know one, but could it be her? Honestly, a big shot like her in academia should cherish her reputation. After all, she's still young and has a long road ahead of her; a steady and cautious approach is best. But it seems like she's gotten a bit arrogant?"

"Where does she get the audacity? Just because she has a domineering ex-husband and she's had a few lucky publications in top journals, she thinks she knows her own limitations?"

Jiang Yiran, a frequent user of social media, almost immediately guessed that the person they were criticizing was Song Jinye.

Regardless of the consequences, let's just fight back first.

[Stop complaining]: "What do you know? You just parrot what others say and keep babbling. Is that big round ball on his head just for decoration? Let me tell you, he's been sitting at the head table with the older generation of big shots for ten years now. So what? He's got ability. He's been awesome since he was a kid. Go out and see the world. Don't judge other people's vastness with your own narrow-mindedness."

She discovered that she had posted it using a secondary account, and then immediately switched back to her main account.

[Sister Ran doesn't need a persona]: "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean. This female professor is my sister. Her host has no objection, the big shots at the table have no objection, so which little cutie sitting on the edge broke down?"

[Sister Ran doesn't need a persona]: "Also, haven't you all heard of the term 'friendship across generations'? My friend has been these grandfather-generation big shots' fishing buddy, chess buddy, card buddy since high school... She's so talented that these big shots admire her and are willing to give her preferential treatment, so what?"

[Sister Ran doesn't need a persona]: "Besides, even without the support of our grandfathers, my sisters deserve to be at the head table based on their academic achievements and research results. Otherwise, tell me, how many papers have you published in top SCI journals? What achievements have you applied to various fields of national strategic industries? There are even people upstairs who say it's just good luck. Please, if you didn't graduate from elementary school, go back and repeat it, okay? Understand the compulsory education before you speak, so you don't sound uncultured. Ugh, the more I talk, the more I realize how incredibly strong my sisters are. I'll put my hands on my hips and rest for a bit before continuing. You guys need to digest what I just said."

"I think I know who they're talking about. Who understands my emotional journey? One second, I was thinking, 'Who's being so inconsiderate, disgracing us women?' The next second, it's her. Oh well, she deserves it. She deserves it. I wouldn't be surprised if she sat at the head of the table, let alone at the main table."

"I know who it is. But what I want to know now is which esteemed elder has such strategic vision to treat our nation's strategic talent as an honored guest!"

"Who else could it be? Which family is the top tycoon in Nancheng? Actually, I'm thinking, for Professor Song to go to the Bo family is like coming home, isn't it? If she hadn't divorced that person, she would be the true head of the Bo family. Now that it's Old Master Bo's birthday, he invited her to sit at the head table, which means he still considers her family. And the lady upstairs just said that Professor Song sat at the head table at the Bo family's banquet ten years ago, which means that Old Master Bo has always valued her. I dare to guess that Professor Song is the ideal granddaughter-in-law in Old Master Bo's mind. Otherwise, after Mr. Bo and that young lady have been dating for so long, and even the news of their marriage has been leaked, it can't have come to this."

"My goodness! Professor Song is so amazing! He's a role model for us all. Who's being jealous, secretly writing little essays behind our backs? Could it be that young lady again?"

"I advise you, Miss, to accept your reformation and strive to become a new person as soon as possible. Professor Song's matter is none of your concern. You should worry more about yourself and try to get your sentence reduced."

For the first time, Song Zhaoyun, who was keeping a low profile, felt powerless and helpless when he was wronged and slandered.

She didn't do anything at all, so why was such a huge problem suddenly dumped on her? Who can she complain to?

Bo Sinian read the post from beginning to end in his office, and then he checked the poster's IP address and related information.

It was later discovered that the person who posted the message was actually Cheng Sijin.

It seems this girl didn't take his warning to heart at all.

"Come to the company." Bo Sinian called her, his tone forceful, every word like a command.

"What...what are you doing?" Cheng Sijin's heart tightened. Bo Sinian rarely called her; it couldn't be anything good.

"If you don't come, your card will be suspended starting today." With one sentence, he shut down all her escape routes.