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

Song Zhaoyun's face stiffened, as if frozen, and a shadow of gloom flashed across his eyes so quickly that it was hard to catch.

She suppressed her anger, her long eyelashes trembled twice, and she looked up at Bo Sinian with a feeling of grievance and helplessness.

Bo Sinian gently patted her wrist, took a slow step forward, seemingly calm and harmless, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and a silent chill surrounded him. "So what if you've already reserved it? The haute couture circle values ​​long-term spending experience. The Bo family has always had priority in choosing [Misser] styles. Zhaoyun likes these two wedding dresses, so you can choose another style."

Song Zhaoyun felt a sense of relief, lowering his eyes slightly to hide the surging joy within, and couldn't help but smile. "These wedding dresses were just released. Although you ordered them before me, you probably haven't had time to pay the deposit yet, right?"

Her gaze swept lightly over Song Jinye, her expression full of smugness and pride.

Bo Sinian's gaze pressed heavily on Zhong Zhen. "Designer Zhong, I need to remind you: the Bo family has been a top client of [Miser] for many years. Rare designs should be reserved for me first."

His words were cold and harsh; they were both a reminder and a warning.

Zhong Zhen: "..." She looked at Song Jinye with some difficulty, as that was indeed the brand's rule.

Song Jin nodded to her, indicating her understanding, "It's okay. You go ahead and do your work, I'll contact you again in a couple of days."

As she turned around, her expression suddenly turned cold, her brows and eyes filled with frost, and she glared at Bo Sinian with a sharp look.

"Let's go, we can choose another day." She smiled at Shen Yanzhi and pulled him away.

Bo Sinian's gaze swept over the departing figures of the two men with indifference, then he withdrew his gaze, a perfunctory and cold smile tugging at his thin lips. He turned to Song Zhaoyun and casually said, "You go and discuss the details with Designer Zhong first. I'm going out for a smoke."

Song Jin also felt very upset.

She had just arrived home when she received a call from Bo Sinian: "Where are you?"

Song Jin wasn't exactly in a good mood either, replying, "No comment."

"Grandpa is looking for us."

Song Jin was also surprised: "Now?"

She glanced at her phone instinctively; it was almost eleven o'clock.

Bo Sinian: "Yes, right now. He said he dreamt that we got divorced, and he was so angry that he couldn't sleep."

Song Jinye: "..."

She closed the unlocked security door again and rushed to the hospital to comfort the elderly woman.

As soon as she came out of the ward, Song Jin immediately shook off Bo Sinian's hand and took off the fake wedding ring on her hand.

Bo Sinian also took off the prop ring and casually played with it on his fingertip.

Neither of them spoke in the elevator; they remained silent.

It wasn't until they reached the underground parking lot, where Song Jinye unlocked her Maybach, that Bo Sinian suddenly let out a soft scoff, his tone slow and drawn out, yet blatantly laced with cold sarcasm: "Maybach S680, about 4 million. Song Jinye, you sold yourself so cheaply? Wasn't the 200 million I gave you enough for you?"

Song Jin also turned around and glared at him coldly, "It's late. If you haven't taken your medicine, hurry back and take it so as not to delay your condition."

It's utterly baffling and incredibly frustrating.

The next day, Jiang Yiran invited her to afternoon tea.

"Wow! A Maybach S680? I think Bo Sinian had one too. What's going on between you two?"

Song Jin silenced her speculation with a glance, "It's just a coincidence. Xiao Jiu picked it out, and Lao Shen and my mom gave it to me."

Jiang Yiran suddenly realized, "I see. I must say, President Shen is quite a decent guy. But ultimately, it's all thanks to Aunt Zeng's charm! She's got President Shen completely infatuated. I've heard that lately, many people in the business world have been trying to get close to him, but President Shen has remained chaste."

Song Jin also highly approves of Shen Yanzhi, saying, "Old Shen is a reliable person. He has been traveling back and forth between China and abroad for my mother all these years, which has not been easy for him."

Jiang Yiran rested her chin on her hand, a hint of longing in her eyes. "I really envy Aunt Zeng for finding such a high-quality, rich, and handsome man."

Song Jin's eyes were full of mischievous smiles. "Be careful, Young Master Zhou might get jealous again if he hears this."

Jiang Yiran seemed to remember something and subconsciously clutched her waist, her face flushing almost imperceptibly. She pouted in disgust, "Don't mention him."

She quickly changed the subject, "I heard Zhong Zhen's show yesterday was a great success. How did you feel about it being there?"

Speaking of Song Jin makes me angry.

"I originally planned to give the Moonlight Coronation wedding dress to my mother, and the Starry Night wedding dress to you as a wedding gift, but Song Zhaoyun snatched them away. If you want to scold someone, scold Bo Sinian. He used his status as a top client to pressure Zhong Zhen. If you scold him, you can't blame me."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiran immediately launched into a tirade, criticizing both Song Zhaoyun and Bo Sinian.

"Why does she always like to steal other people's things? No wonder she has half the charm of 500! If she were to return after half a lifetime away, she would surely be sodium carbonate (pure alkali)."

"Looking at it this way, they're actually quite a good match. The God of Marriage has done a great job sorting things out. I really want to skewer those two bastards like candied hawthorns..."

Song Jin couldn't help but chuckle. Even a middle-aged woman with fifty years of experience would have to admit defeat in the face of Jiang Yiran's sharp tongue.

At that moment, Song Zhaoyun, who was attending a tea party for young ladies, and Bo Sinian, who was in a meeting, sneezed several times for no apparent reason.

After giving a good scolding, Jiang Yiran felt refreshed.

"Want to grab a couple of drinks at Night Order tonight? I ran into Wen Xu the other day, and he was asking me about you. Young, fresh-faced guys are so appealing, so well-behaved and sweet."

Song Jin also recalled that young face that bore a resemblance to Bo Sinian, and smiled faintly, "No, I have to go back and revise my thesis."

"I almost forgot you're going to take up a position at Nancheng University, Professor Song. When will you officially start?" Jiang Yiran joked, but her eyes held genuine respect—Song Jin would soon become the youngest professor at Nancheng University, and as his friend, she felt honored to be a part of it.

Song Jinye: "Next week."

Being invited to take a position at Nancheng University was the fourth purpose of her return to China.

Jiang Yiran, offering tea instead of wine, sincerely said, "May Professor Song ride the waves and head towards the boundless and vast scenery."

Song Jin also raised her cup of fruit and flower tea, wishing President Jiang a life filled with prosperity and endless wealth!

*

On Monday, Song Jin also went to Nancheng University early in the morning.

The principal was as enthusiastic as ever. "Today, we've finally been waiting for you. There's finally hope for our school's new energy research. To be honest, our school's new energy battery research has been trying to become a national key laboratory for the past two years, but we've been lacking a leading figure to take the lead, which has stalled our progress for a long time. I have complete faith in your abilities. Once you've built your team and launched the project, we'll be able to produce results in no time. At that time, not only will we catch up with the neighboring universities, but surpassing them will be a sure thing."

Song Jin remained calm and composed, showing no sign of being flattered or flustered. "Principal, please rest assured. Before coming here, I went through the list of all the ongoing research projects in the field of new energy at our school over the past three years, as well as the existing equipment in the laboratories, twice. The foundation is more solid than I imagined. If we do our experiments well and implement the projects step by step in a down-to-earth manner, the results will definitely be good."

The principal was full of admiration for her. "Okay, I feel completely at ease with your words. Just tell me if you need any resources to coordinate later."

"By the way, Mr. Bo from Yuzhou Group is coming to the school to give a speech later. If I remember correctly, you two seemed to have a pretty good relationship back then. Would you like to come with me to the lecture hall to listen to his speech?"