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

When leaving the old house, Song Jin and Bo Sinian also said goodbye to Old Master Bo.

Old Master Bo nodded. "Come back anytime you have time. Contact the housekeeper in advance if you want to eat anything. Also, Xiao Ye, I still remember you saying you wanted to invite me, Lao Ji, and Lao Lin fishing!"

Song Jin smiled sweetly and readily agreed, "Okay! I'll arrange a time with Grandpa Ji and Grandpa Lin when I get back, and I'll come pick you up then."

"Alright, alright! I'll have Old Chen bring out my fishing rods in a bit, and I'll pick the one that's most suitable. We can't lose to those two old men." Bo Zhengxing's face was full of bright smiles, and his white eyebrows even rose up. He was clearly delighted and full of anticipation.

After the two had walked a distance, Bo Sinian gave a wicked smile, his thin lips barely touching the ground, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "All the effort you've put into the old man over the years has paid off. He's practically treating you like his own granddaughter, even more satisfied with you than with me, his own grandson."

"What? Have you been living in a Bagua formation all these years? You're getting more and more sarcastic. Grandpa Bo isn't as superficial as some people; he has keen insight and great wisdom."

Song Jin walked towards the door on her own, but Bo Sinian pulled her back.

Caught off guard, she stumbled and crashed straight into his chest, bringing them incredibly close together in an instant.

"Why are you pulling me? That's the end of today's scenes." Song Jin glared at him angrily, then took a step back after regaining her balance.

Bo Sinian still held her slender wrist tightly in his palm, his voice low, "Where are you going? Get in the car, the old man is still watching from behind."

Song Jin also subconsciously looked back and saw that Bo Zhengxing was still standing at the door with his cane.

She looked at the car in front of her and hesitated. She had secretly vowed to herself that she would be a dog if she ever rode in Bo Sinian's car again.

Oh no, it seems like she swore that Bo Sinian was a dog?

Her expression relaxed, then there was no problem.

Absolutely perfect!

She raised an eyebrow and glanced at Bo Sinian, then opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat without any hesitation.

Bo Sinian stood there stunned for a moment. Why did it feel like Song Jinye had looked at him like he was looking at a dog?

"Xiaoye."

Song Jin had just fastened her seatbelt when a strange, ambiguous voice drifted from behind, startling her. She thought a ghost was trying to summon her soul.

Turning around, she met Song Zhaoyun's dark, brooding eyes, shrouded in an impenetrable shadow. His gaze was fixed on her, like a venomous tongue lurking in the shadows, waiting for its chance to strike. Song Jin felt a chill run down her spine. She tried to open the car door and get out, but Bo Sinian had already gotten into the driver's seat, anticipating her movements, and locked the car door first.

Song Jin subconsciously moved closer to the car door, trying to stay as far away from these two disgusting people as possible.

"I'm not part of your play, let me out of the car!"

A clear look of disgust spread across her clear eyes, as if she had encountered something nauseating and filthy. Her gaze was cold and hostile, without the slightest attempt to conceal it.

Bo Sinian ignored him, started the car, and drove off from the Bo family's old residence.

"I came in Sijin's car this morning, so I had to ask Sinian to take me back. Xiaoye, you don't mind, do you?" Song Zhaoyun had completely lost her viciousness from before and put on a gentle and considerate face.

"What right does she have to care? The passenger seat should be yours." Bo Sinian's words were full of disdain for Song Jinye and protection for Song Zhaoyun.

Song Jin also opened the car window, took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, and gently patted her chest to remind herself not to argue with the dog or try to reason with it.

After finally calming himself down, Bo Sinian suddenly pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Song Jin looked at him in surprise: Could this guy be trying to get her to give up the passenger seat to Song Zhaoyun?

It's not that it's impossible, it's just that these people are so troublesome, it's annoying.

Then Bo Sinian said in a calm tone, as if he had cultivated the Way of Ruthlessness, "Get out of the car. I have no obligation to take my ex-wife home."

Song Jinye: "..." If hitting someone wasn't illegal, she was sure Bo Sinian would be dead by now.

She didn't say anything, only glanced at him sideways with a light, indifferent look, no different from looking at a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

She quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, and got out of the car.

She secretly vowed again that if she ever... ever again foolishly rode in Bo Sinian's car, then Bo Sinian would be a maggot!

Bo Sinian: "..."

Even though Song Jin didn't say a word, why did it feel like she was swearing a lot, and swearing quite rudely?

Song Zhaoyun looked at Song Jinye, who had been forced out of the car, and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. It was afternoon, and the sun was scorching. Song Jinye had delicate skin; he wondered if she could withstand the direct sunlight.

She spoke with a worried tone, "It's hard to get a taxi here, how will Xiao get back?"

Bo Sinian said in a detached tone, "That's her business. Didn't you have a golf appointment with a client and were you in a hurry to get there?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhaoyun felt a surge of warmth in her heart. A sweet, gentle smile graced her eyes as she gazed at him tenderly and affectionately, "Si Nian, you're so good to me!"

As soon as Song Jin got out of the car, she sent her location to Zhuge Yu, saying, "Come pick me up."

It's only a little past one o'clock. This place is secluded and rarely has anyone passing by. Song Jin is also standing under the shade of a tree, feeling utterly bored.

Twenty minutes later, Bo Sinian drove back here again.

But the wide road was deserted.

Did Song Jin also manage to hail a taxi and leave?

The next moment, he caught a glimpse of white among the lush green branches. He looked closely and, sure enough, it was Song Jinye!

She sat perched on the thick branches of the old tree opposite, a large green leaf above her head blocking the sunlight. Her back was against the trunk, her legs dangling in the air, and her head was tilted slightly back, as if she were taking a nap.

When a gentle breeze blows, the leaves rustle, and she seems like a forest sprite with green leaves on her head, at ease and completely blending into this swaying greenery.

Bo Sinian couldn't help but smile slightly; she hadn't lost her tree-climbing skills after all.

He couldn't help but recall that time in junior high school when Song Jin impersonated him and beat him. The more he thought about it, the more upset he became, so he went to settle the score with her.

They searched the school's general department several times but couldn't find him.

Finally, just as he was getting so angry he was grinding his teeth, a nonchalant, arrogant voice came from above him: "I heard you've been looking for me everywhere?"

Bo Sinian looked up following the sound and saw a girl in a school uniform with pigtails leaning against a tree, sleeping. Her clear and pure eyes were still a little sleepy, and she had a blade of grass in her mouth. Her unserious appearance refreshed his understanding of the word "girl"—girls can be like this?

He forgot for a moment why he had come to see her, and even forgot to speak. He just stood under the tree and stared at her blankly for a full half minute.

Seeing this, Lu Zaiye curiously came over. "Fourth Brother, what are you looking at? Have you found the person yet?"

Bo Sinian: "Found it."

Deer in the Wild: "Where?"

Bo Sinian: "On the tree."

Lu Zaiye: "Huh? Holy crap! How...how did she do that?"