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

"This is the kind of beauty we should be looking at!" Jiang Yiran wasn't satisfied with just looking at it herself, so she had to drag Song Jin along to appreciate and comment on it as well.

"Hey handsome young man, why don't you sit down and rest for a bit?" Jiang Yiran, noticing he had a great physique but no abs, thoughtfully pulled off his clothes, effectively kicking him out of the game.

"Don't overthink it, your looks are just as good as theirs. But today we have to pick a hunky guy, next time we'll pick someone with fair skin and a pretty face, I'll definitely choose you..." Jiang Yiran was like a seasoned womanizer, easily coaxing people into submission with just a few words, effortlessly controlling the situation.

"Wow, Jin Bao'er, look at those abs! The lines are amazing!" Jiang Yiran leaned closer to a mannequin, staring intently at the lines on it. She couldn't resist reaching out to touch them, but muttered to herself, trying to act like a gentleman, "Stop touching them! Resist!"

Song Jin couldn't help but chuckle at her words. "What? Doesn't your young master Zhou have one? Look at you, so naive."

Jiang Yiran gritted her teeth angrily, "The ancients were right. It's true, the wildflowers always smell sweeter than the garden flowers. He does have some, but there's a difference between six yuan and eight yuan."

After she finished speaking, she belatedly realized the hidden meaning in Song Jinye's words, "When did you secretly go out and see the world behind my back? Who? Why didn't you take me with you?"

Song Jin narrowed his eyes, his tone casual: "You can have Song Zhaoyun show you around now."

Jiang Yiran's lips tightened, revealing a hint of surprise. "Bo Gou's figure is so good!" She teased, lightly punching Song Jinye. "You used to eat quite well!"

Song Jinye: "..."

"Wow, those abs are amazing! One, two, three... seven, eight! Tsk tsk, perfect!" Jiang Yiran simply took out her lipstick and marked everyone's abs, then praised and selected the one they were most satisfied with.

The last one is Wen Xu.

Wen Xu was slender and tall, so Jiang Yiran thought that with such a thin frame, his abs should be unremarkable and nothing to see.

However, when she walked up to Wen Xu, two rows of well-defined abdominal muscles were fully revealed, with full, firm, and taut muscles.

Her mouth suddenly formed an "o" shape, her eyes were brightly lit by the colored lights, and a wild smile spread across her lips.

"I was being narrow-minded. I thought your abs weren't very defined, but they're absolutely dazzling. How did you do that?"

Wen Xu tucked the hem of his shirt directly into his chest muscles. "Are you two satisfied, sisters?"

Jiang Yiran couldn't take her eyes off it. "Satisfied, satisfied!"

She tugged at Song Jinye, "Oh no! I'm starting to sympathize with those lecherous guys. It's really hard to resist such beauty."

Song Jin also manually turned her face to face. "Miss Jiang, wake up. Do you know what you're saying?"

Jiang Yiran's eyes were filled with undisguised joy. "I finally understand—that's why they say a man can only 'choose' a princess zero times or countless times."

She handed Song Jin a glass of wine, "Why don't you choose him?" She hadn't forgotten the main purpose of her trip tonight.

Song Jin didn't really care, as long as she could put that sleazy Chen Zhihong to rest her mind.

"Put your clothes down, everyone."

Jiang Yiran pointed at Wen Xu, "Go change into something tighter. Why do you always wear oversized clothes? It's such a waste to hide such a great figure. You can go back with Sister Ye later, okay?"

Wen Xu looked at Song Jinye in surprise, his face turning bright red.

Jiang Yiran couldn't help but tease him, "Oh, why is your face all red?"

The other handsome guys joked with laughter, "Sis, Wenxu doesn't go home with her guests."

Jiang Yiran didn't believe it at all; did she think she was an eighteen-year-old girl? She was just trying to raise her own status. "Go change your clothes first. Don't worry, if you handle things well, I won't treat you unfairly. Don't overthink it; even if you were willing, I wouldn't. To be honest, someone's harassing me, so I want to take you home to intimidate that pervert."

Wen Xu hadn't expected this reason. He hesitated for a second, then turned around and went out to change his clothes.

Just as Jiang Yiran was happily drinking with the young men, she suddenly received a message, and her expression changed drastically as if facing a formidable enemy.

A faint look of doubt appeared in Song Jin's eyes. She glanced at her best friend, whose expression seemed off, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yiran put down the blanket, blinking rapidly, her thoughts seemingly a little scattered. "The enemy will arrive on the battlefield in three seconds! Is it too late for me to jump out the window now?"

She stared intently at the only window in the room.

Song Jin also reminded her: "This is the sixth floor, about 21 meters high. Ignoring air resistance, it would only take 2.07 seconds for you to reach the ground due to gravity. If you're lucky, it will take a hundred days to recover from the injury. If you're unlucky, you may end your wonderful life prematurely. But you may also encounter the most unfortunate situation—unable to live or die."

Jiang Yiran immediately looked away, no longer daring to gaze at the window. "What should we do then?"

Song Jin was also completely confused. "What exactly is going on?"

Jiang Yiran stared nervously at the doorway: "I just received intelligence that Zhou Chu is here."

Song Jin was also taken aback for a moment, then forced a laugh. "If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected is bound to happen. Didn't you say Young Master Zhou was away on a business trip?"

Jiang Yiran looked utterly dejected. "Do you know how to disappear on the spot?"

Song Jin also stood up. "How about I go outside and check for you? Or I can stop him from coming in?"

Jiang Yiran looked indignant. "That bastard! He must have sent someone to inform him. Otherwise, I'd barely settled in my seat when he showed up!"

"That's not right! Let him come, I haven't committed murder or arson, nor have I broken the law or committed adultery. I'm just openly spending money to broaden my horizons, why should I hide!"

Jiang Yiran suddenly had a breakthrough and immediately stood up straight.

So, I calmed down and my expression became more composed. I sat down steadily on the sofa and even called out to the guys, "Come on, let's keep drinking."

Song Jinye: "..."

Unsurprisingly, two minutes later, amidst Jiang Yiran's grumbling, Zhou Chu chose to carry her away.

Seeing the familiar scene, Song Jin could only silently pray for her: "Ranran, may you have good fortune."

As she left with Wen Xu, a man came out from the side corridor. Their eyes met, and both of them were stunned.

Bo Sinian's gaze lingered on Song Jinye for only a second before landing on Wen Xu. "Go out?" He exuded an innate divine pressure, adopting a condescending posture.

"It's none of your business." Song Jin also pulled Wen Xu forward.

Bo Sinian's gaze hardened, his eyes still fixed on Wen Xu. "I wasn't asking you, I was asking him!"