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

In order to keep Yan Xiao calm, Yang Lisheng had no choice but to accompany her upstairs again to continue today's activities.

Rather than letting others gossip about Yan Xiao, he preferred to stay close by and stop them from spreading rumors at any time.

When Song Jin found Bo Sinian and his two children, Bo Sinian was surrounded by everyone.

"Professor Song is here! Why don't you and Professor Song go in and give it a try, Mr. Bo?"

Everyone turned to look at Song Jinye and Bo Sinian.

"Yes! You guys should show everyone how difficult this level really is!"

"Exactly, exactly. Mr. Bo, you wouldn't have deliberately made the difficulty level so low that you didn't want us to win the grand prize, would you?"

Bo Sinian's gaze swept across the crowd, settling calmly and gently on Song Jinye. His tone was respectful as he asked, "Would you like to experience it?"

Song Jin was also completely confused. "Experience what?"

Someone explained the situation to her: "Professor Song, this year we set up a small-scale scientific research escape room. So far, none of the families who went in have succeeded. Therefore, everyone suspects that President Bo did it on purpose, to prevent them from winning the grand prize."

Song Jin was quite curious: "What's the grand prize?"

Liang Kuo: "A 100-gram gold bar."

A knowing glint flashed in Song Jin's eyes. Bo Sinian shouldn't be unable to afford a 100-gram gold bar.

She glanced at the game rules on the side; there were a total of 6 levels, and she had to unlock them within 30 minutes to successfully complete the challenge.

Everyone chimed in, "Others have tried several times and are stuck at the end. Professor Song, why don't you team up with President Bo? Let's see what it means to clear the game in one go."

"Let's take a break. Thank you so much, President Bo and Professor Song, for helping us overcome this toughest hurdle!"

"Let's play a round! Let's play a round!"

"Let's forget it, I still have to take care of the kids." Song Jin smiled apologetically, her gaze drifting to the two little ones playing nearby.

"Professor Song, don't worry. I'll take care of the children. I've already learned how to take care of them. Besides, these two children are so well-behaved, there won't be any problems," Liang Kuo assured him confidently.

Unable to refuse such a warm invitation, Song Jin had no choice but to accept the challenge.

She went into the secret room with Bo Sinian.

The door closed gently, shutting out the noise of the open day outside.

The room was dimly lit, with only the emergency light on the wall casting a halo of yellow light that illuminated the edge of the lab bench, making even the dust motes float slowly within the beam of light.

In the cramped space, the two stood half in the light and half in the shadows, while a machine nearby made a malfunctioning sound, whether it was an unlocking level or a distraction, it was unclear.

The atmosphere subtly tightened.

"Shouldn't the first step be to light up the room?" Otherwise, it would be difficult to escape the room in such a dark environment. Song Jin also spoke softly.

"That looks like the electrical distribution box over there," Bo Sinian pointed to the corner next to the emergency light.

The two walked over at the same time. In the cramped space, the light minty scent on his body gradually overpowered the smell of disinfectant and mingled with Song Jinye's breath.

The dim light outlined his features, and he said in a low voice, "It should be that the wiring needs to be connected before the lights can be turned on."

Song Jin then noticed the clue hidden in the corner: "There is circuit logic here."

Upon hearing this, Bo Sinian moved closer and squatted down beside her.

The space was already small, and their foreheads inadvertently touched, their warm skin pressed together, their breaths mingling in the small space. They both paused at the same time, and Song Jin reflexively tilted her head back, bumping it against the lab table with a "thud."

"Are you alright?" Before she could finish speaking, Bo Sinian raised his hand to protect her head and rubbed the spot where she had bumped it. "Does it hurt?" His tone was filled with concern.

Song Jin subconsciously flinched slightly, her eyelashes fluttering gently. "It's nothing. Let's still study this circuit."

Bo Sinian grunted in agreement, withdrew his hand, and began to concentrate on studying the parameters.

"There are three sets of loops, which must be connected in sequence according to the order of energy progression."

Song Jin had already figured things out. "I'll decide the order, you connect the wires."

"First number one, then number three, and finally number two."

Bo Sinian steadily flicked the connector clip with his fingertips.

With a soft click, the overhead light turned on one after another, and the bright light instantly filled the entire secret room. The scientific research drawings, cipher disks, and scattered experimental record cards that were originally hidden in the shadows were all clearly revealed in front of the two of them.

Song Jin also subconsciously squinted to adjust to the sudden light.

When they opened their eyes again, their eyes met, and both of them were startled. They were so close that they could see the subtle light in each other's eyes.

Song Jin's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stood up. "Quickly, find out what the second challenge is!"

"Should we fix the malfunctioning machine? Otherwise, the alarm keeps going off, which is very annoying." Bo Sinian guessed, and walked towards the scientific research simulation machine.

The machine parameters are complex and the fault locations are hidden, so it would take a long time for one person to troubleshoot.

So Song Jin also went to the equipment to check the fault codes.

The two touched the screen simultaneously in perfect unison, their fingertips brushing together. That tiny touch felt like a faint electric current passing through them. Song Jin frowned slightly. "Were you doing that on purpose?"

Bo Sinian didn't withdraw his hand. His gaze remained fixed on her face, and his voice was low and magnetic, carrying a hint of confusion: "What are you doing on purpose?"

Song Jin withdrew her hand, glared at him, and said angrily, "You knew perfectly well what was going on."

She quickly suppressed her subtle emotions and focused her attention back on the instrument screen: "It's a circuit overload error; the voltage regulation parameters on both sides need to be fine-tuned."

A look of amazement flashed in Bo Sinian's eyes. "Professor Song is indeed Professor Song. He saw through the trick at a glance. So what should we do next? I'll listen to you."

His tone was deep and gentle, as if it had a hidden hook, making people unconsciously do as he said.

Song Jin quickly adjusted the buttons a few times, and sure enough, the rapid red light went out and the piercing alarm stopped abruptly.

The secret room fell silent instantly, but at the same time, the sounds of their voices, breathing, and even their heartbeats were amplified.

The atmosphere, ironically, became even more ambiguous.

Bo Sinian tilted his head slightly, his deep eyes like the deep sea, the gentle water flowing slowly towards him, as if to envelop her in it.

"A clue to the third level has popped up here," he said to Song Jin after discovering it.

Upon hearing this, Song Jin also went over, and sure enough, a line of text popped up on the screen: "Experiment record card restored..."

She looked at the pile of scattered cards on the lab table and floor. "Does that mean these cards need to be inserted into this machine in the order they were used in the experiments to trigger the unlock?"

"That should be the meaning." Bo Sinian picked up the cards from the ground and stacked them all on the lab table. "Can you figure out what kind of experiment this is?"

"I haven't figured it out yet." Song Jin also held a tattered experimental card between his fingers, his gaze falling on the blurry records on the paper, extracting key information, and slowly sorting out the logic in his mind.