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

Zeng Ling stared quietly at Song Guangming's frozen expression, her indifferent eyes carrying a sense of control as she looked down upon her prey.

"You've been going around asking people to make connections, trying every possible way to get in touch with the Fifth Family to obtain energy to prolong your life. Now, I know all the collateral, secrets, and bargaining chips you've put up."

Song Guangming's pupils suddenly contracted, his Adam's apple bobbed violently a few times, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. He had carelessly revealed all his trump cards.

"You...you actually impersonated a descendant of the Fifth Family!"

All his hopes were shattered, meaning he had no chance of turning things around. He couldn't face this outcome; the composure in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by fear and despair that nearly destroyed him.

He slammed his fist on the table, furious: "Zeng Ling, you've gone too far! If I'd known this would happen, I shouldn't have been so kind to you and your daughter in the first place..."

The veins on his forehead throbbed, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes swirled with rage; he had clearly lost his mind.

"So, you were the one who secretly caused Jingming's accident, right?" Zeng Ling's eyebrows furrowed, and she quickly seized on the flaw in his words, pressing him relentlessly.

Song Guangming then realized he had misspoke. His anger was mixed with a hint of panic as he glared at the woman sitting opposite him: "What did you say? I don't understand what you mean."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He gritted his teeth and uttered a harsh threat: "Zeng Ling, you schemed against me, setting traps and making me run around in circles! I won't let this go!"

Zeng Ling's eyes were indifferent and devoid of emotion, filled only with contempt, as if looking at a filthy, foul ant. "Ha! What have you accomplished all these years besides squandering every last bit of the foundation Jingming built? You're nothing but a thief and a robber. What do you have left to fight me with?"

She slightly raised her eyes, her aura noble and sharp, exuding an overwhelming sense of dominance.

Song Guangming was acting like a complete clown. Even though all his schemes had been exposed, he still tried to salvage his image, shouting, "What do you know! I'm just trying to reclaim what belongs to my Song family!"

"So what? Isn't Jingming a member of the Song family?" Zeng Ling retorted.

Song Guangming was momentarily speechless at the question, the fierce glint in his eyes fading considerably. "Of course he's a member of the Song family! I can't reason with a traitor like you!"

His back was tense, and he turned away hastily.

"Wait a minute," Zeng Ling called out to him, "Let me tell you, there was never any Fifth Family. It was all a trap I carefully prepared for you."

Song Guangming stumbled violently. He also hated Zeng Ling and Song Jin to the extreme, but now that things had come to this, he had no other choice.

The moment he left, he called Old Madam Song: "Mom, we've been tricked by that wretched mother and daughter. What should we do now?"

*

At the same time, Song Jin and Zhuge Yu intercepted Guo Ying in her hotel room as she was about to leave.

"Guo Ying, is that right? Perhaps I should call you Su Yu." Song Jin also closed the door behind her. She didn't rush forward, but stood at the door, staring at her with sharp eyes, her aura intimidating.

"You...who are you? I don't know you." Guo Ying frowned deeply. She could tell that Song Jin was not someone to be trifled with, but for a moment she didn't know what she had done to offend her.

"It's okay if you don't know me. But you should at least know Song Jingming, right?" Song Jin's gaze sharpened, her tone tightened, and her question struck at the heart.

The long-lost name suddenly appeared in her ears, and Guo Ying's eyes trembled in panic. Her face turned pale, and her hands clenched unconsciously.

She stared intently at Song Jinye, carefully trying to discern her identity.

"Who...who are you?"

"Song Jingming's daughter." Song Jin also took a step closer to her. She was wearing sneakers today, and her footsteps on the carpet were almost silent, but her answer made Guo Ying tremble violently.

Song Jingming's daughter? She's already so grown up!

"You called me... is there... is there something you need?" Guo Ying forced a smile. "If it's not urgent, can we reschedule for another day? I have to go out urgently."

As she spoke, she tried to push past Song Jin to leave the house.

Zhuge Yu raised his hand to stop her.

"What do you mean?" Guo Ying turned around and looked at Song Jinye with a sullen face, her expression very dissatisfied.

"Want to chat?" Song Jin gestured for her to sit down.

"You can give it a try," Song Jin said expressionlessly.

"I refuse to believe it." Guo Ying raised her shoulders, ready to fight at any moment. "Do you know that what you're doing is illegal? I can call the police."

She pulled out her phone and threatened him.

Song Jin sat down on the sofa without any fear. "Fine, go ahead and call the police. That'll be a good opportunity for them to ask how my dad died."

Guo Ying paused, her words laced with wariness, "Your father's death was already investigated by the police; it was purely an accident."

"Really? Have you forgotten what you did?" Song Jin's voice was calm, her breathing steady, but her words were sharp.

"Back then, you told my dad that you were pregnant with his child, and that if he didn't divorce you, you would ruin his reputation, right? Then I want to ask you, how did your son become Song Guangming's son? Or did you lie to Song Guangming?" Song Jin spoke slowly and deliberately, but every word precisely tore through the other party's disguise, exposing her true colors to the light of day.

Guo Ying avoided eye contact with Song Jin, her gaze darting away: "What nonsense are you spouting? You don't know anything at all!"

"So, what was your purpose in approaching my father in the first place?" Song Jin stared at her, pressing her for an answer. "Was it Song Guangming who instructed you to do this?"

Guo Ying, determined to stick to her guns, said, "You're overthinking it. I understand that as a daughter, you're having a hard time getting over your father's death. But I became President Song's secretary through proper channels; there's no such thing as being instructed by someone else."

"A legitimate secretary knowingly seduces her boss, who is a husband and father? Su Yu, don't think that just because you changed your name, people can't find out about your past. What did you do before you became Guo Ying? I've already found out everything." Song Jin also gave Zhuge Yu a look, and he immediately began to reveal her resume.

"Guo Ying: Formerly known as Su Yu, now known as Zhuang Min, she graduated from a vocational nursing school. During her work, she became involved with a wealthy businessman and took shortcuts by relying on him. Later, she met Song Guangming at a party, and the two developed an improper relationship. A year later, she turned to seduce Song Jingming, who died unexpectedly the following year..."