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

That night, Song Zhaoyun returned home after getting a facial, and was in a pretty good mood.

She imagined herself appearing before Bo Sinian in her most perfect state in two or three days, and she was filled with anticipation.

She eagerly opened her phone and started choosing a restaurant suitable for a date.

Suddenly, a message popped up on WeChat.

It was sent to her by Lu Zaiye.

"Are you and Fourth Brother alright? Someone took this photo at Nancheng University today. I warned Fourth Brother a long time ago that Song Jinye's return was not without ulterior motives. You can't be too careful. Song Jinye was able to win Fourth Brother over back then, she must have some extraordinary abilities. You have to take this matter seriously, and don't give Song Jinye another chance to take advantage of you."

The photo that Lu Zaiye mentioned was of Song Jin sitting on Bo Sinian's lap. Judging from the photo, the two were indeed very intimate.

Song Zhaoyun's cheeks twitched violently with anger. Her face, which had just been made up, was still throbbing with pain. She grabbed the teacup in front of her and threw it away!

Upon hearing the noise, Old Madam Song immediately hurried over and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Who has upset my precious granddaughter again?"

"It's all that bitch Song Jinye's fault! Today, Si Nian was giving a speech at Nanjing University, and she shamelessly followed him. In the end, she even threw herself at him and sat on his lap! What do you think she was trying to do!" Song Zhaoyun handed the photos on his phone directly to Old Madam Song.

Old Madam Song's wrinkled face instantly darkened, becoming as if soaked in waterlogged paper, her deep wrinkles filled with a frozen, cold aura. "That bitch! How dare she still pester Si Nian!"

Song Zhaoyun was starting to regret it. "Grandma, do you think we made a mistake by calling her back before? Otherwise, we should just send her away! Send her far, far away."

After a moment of contemplation, Madam Song's tone was full of disgust for Song Jinye. "I'm afraid it's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away. She's been clinging to me for four years now, and I'm afraid she won't let go easily. We still need to think of a way to make Si Nian give up on her completely."

A glint of cunning flashed in Song Zhaoyun's eyes. "That's too easy on her. She's about to marry President Shen of the Shenyue Group. What makes her so capable of bewitching those men time and time again?"

Seeing her like this, Old Madam Song knew that she had a plan in mind. "Then let her suffer a loss and learn a lesson."

*

Bo Zhengxing is recovering well and will be discharged from the hospital in two days.

However, his memory still lingered on the fact that Song Jin was also his granddaughter-in-law.

The doctor couldn't say when he would regain his memory and accept the reality that Song Jin and Bo Sinian were divorced.

Song Zhaoyun, however, was persistent and visited the old man several times with lavish gifts, but he wouldn't let her into the ward. Frustrated, Song Zhaoyun blurted out, "Grandpa Bo, Si Nian and Song Jin divorced a long time ago! You clearly promised me my wedding with Si Nian, how could you go back on your word?"

Leaning on his ebony cane, Bo Zhengxing ignored her calls and instead ordered the housekeeper with a stern face, "Call Song Guangming in a bit and tell him that if he can't teach his daughter, this old man doesn't mind teaching her. Whether the delicate little girl goes to India for a summer retreat or to a conflict zone in the Middle East, I have no idea. I suspect she might have some kind of hysteria; tell him to take her to see a doctor as soon as possible, lest it delay treatment."

"Hmph, I'm not blind yet! What good is a woman like that? She's not even good enough to be a decorative vase!"

The news quickly reached Bo Sinian's ears.

One second he and Song Jin were still pretending to be a loving couple in front of Old Master Bo, but the next second they left the ward and immediately let go of each other's hands, drawing a clear line as if the other's hand was burning them.

Bo Sinian's prejudice against Song Jinye was just like that of Old Master Bo against Song Zhaoyun. He immediately launched into a barrage of questions: "Did you say something to Grandpa about Zhaoyun that made him so prejudiced against her?"

"I hired you to ease tensions, not to create them!" Bo Sinian warned Song Jinye in a deep voice.

Song Jin glanced at him indifferently, took off the fake wedding ring and threw it into her bag before stepping into the elevator.

Bo Sinian then followed him in.

After the elevator doors closed, Song Jin finally spoke: "If I were to scold Song Zhaoyun, I would do it in front of her. If she can't hear me, I can have it engraved on her tombstone. I can only say that Grandpa has keen insight and keen observation."

Her tone was light and gentle, carrying with it a cool and aloof air, untouched by worldly affairs and indifferent to right and wrong.

Song Jin was too lazy to explain further to him; she had important matters to ask Bo Sinian.

Do you know where Guo Ying went?

When Zhuge Yu went to Chunjiang Garden to inquire, she was told by her neighbor that she had gone on a trip.

Zhuge Yu sent people to stake out the place for several days, but they couldn't see her come or go.

Song Jin also had reason to believe that Guo Ying had heard rumors and fled in advance.

"Didn't find anyone?" Bo Sinian gave her a wicked look, seemingly mocking her abilities. "Then I don't know."

"How did you find her before?"

Bo Sinian said calmly, "It was just a coincidence."

Song Jin didn't ask any further questions. "If you hear from her again, please let me know."

Although they failed to catch Guo Ying, this wasn't a complete waste of time.

Zhuge Yu learned from her neighbors that Guo Ying did not live alone; she had a son who was already seventeen years old!

Song Jin was quite surprised when she heard this. Calculating the time, Guo Ying's son was born after her father's death.

Could this child be related to the father?

"Should I have no obligation to gather information for my ex-wife?" Bo Sinian's thin lips curled into a slight, irreverent smile, his voice low and his tone rather casual.

Song Jin was slightly taken aback, then nodded and gave a self-deprecating smile.

She has no relationship with Bo Sinian anymore, so she really shouldn't ask anything of him.

Bo Sinian was waiting for Song Jinye to plead again, but when he looked up, he was met with her calm and unwavering eyes, as if a burning flame had been extinguished by cold water, instantly losing all warmth.

She lowered her eyes quietly, looking as if she had no desire to get entangled with him any further.

Bo Sinian's brows furrowed slightly, and a sense of sullenness inexplicably welled up in his heart.

A moment later, he informed Song Jinye in an unquestionable tone: "Grandpa will be discharged from the hospital in a couple of days. There will be a family banquet at the old house then, so please make sure you have time for it."

The old man is recovering well, and Song Jin is happy for him. But...

"There will be many people talking at the family dinner. Are you sure you won't give yourself away? If someone says something out of line and arouses the old man's suspicion, I will not be responsible," Song Jin also said beforehand.

Bo Sinian didn't seem worried about this issue at all, saying, "Just play your role well."

With those words from him, Song Jin felt relieved.