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

Song Jin also stood in front of Wen Xu, shielding him from the oppressive aura emanating from Bo Sinian.

"You have even less control over him," she said slowly.

"You're so eager to talk to me?" Bo Sinian frowned deeply, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into a secluded private room next door.

Wen Xu tried to step forward to stop him, but the heavy door slammed shut in front of him with a bang, accompanied by Bo Sinian's angry shout: "Get out!"

Song Jin was also pinned against the door by Bo Sinian, his wrists held tightly by him, causing a dull ache in his bones.

A surge of anger instantly rose in her heart. She struggled a couple of times, but he only gripped her tighter.

"Bo Sinian, go find someone else to act crazy when you're drunk!" She glared at him, her tone angry and defiant.

The private room was dimly lit, with most of the space shrouded in a hazy shadow.

Only a small patch of light shone between the two, making their tense expressions stand out even more, creating a sense of impending conflict.

The air was filled with a faint scent of alcohol and incense, making it all the more oppressive and suffocating.

Bo Sinian stared intently at her, his eyes churning with anger, yet also tinged with a weary exhaustion. He loosened his grip slightly, and his voice grew muffled. "I'm not drunk."

Song Jin didn't want to argue with him about this. "Then let go. I don't want to fight you."

The soundproof wall blocked out the noise from outside, and the room was oppressively quiet when the two of them weren't talking.

His jaw was taut, his eyes like snow frozen over all winter, heavy and cold. "Planning to remarry? So you're selling the house in Yueyuan?"

Song Jin was initially surprised, "How did you know?"

She frowned immediately; the cause and effect were completely different. He was the one who sold the house first, without even doing a background check, selling it to that disgusting bastard, and now he was questioning her.

Then she thought again, wait a minute, the house is hers, she's free to do whatever she wants with it. What right does he have to interfere?

Bo Sinian, however, felt that Song Jinye's question was an admission, and his aura grew even colder. "Does President Shen know you come to nightclubs and order male models?"

"He is open-minded, generous, and magnanimous; he wouldn't care about my feelings."

Song Jinye's unspoken message was—learn more from others, and stop meddling in other people's business all the time.

Bo Sinian scoffed, "He's quite magnanimous."

"Why did you choose Wenxu?" He changed his question, his deep gaze fixed on her, like a fine net, completely enveloping her.

His deep voice sounded like a simmering fire was stuck in his throat, "Is it because of him and me...?"

Song Jin raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, 'what about you'? You don't think I still have feelings for you, so I found a substitute? Don't worry, I'm very clear about who you are and who he is."

Her tone was calm, devoid of any emotion, polite yet distant. She lifted her wrist, which was being held tightly, and said, "I'm leaving. Let go... um."

Before he could finish speaking, a kiss landed unexpectedly on his lips.

Song Jin's eyes widened suddenly, and after realizing what was happening, she bit down hard without any hesitation.

Bo Sinian seemed oblivious to the pain. Even though the taste of blood was already spreading between their lips and teeth, he still clung to her.

Song Jin gasped for breath, then used all her strength to break free. Without thinking, she raised her arm and swung it down heavily.

The "snap" sound was particularly noticeable in the quiet room.

"Wake up! We've been divorced for three years!" Song Jin said before opening the door to the private room and leaving.

As the door closed again, Bo Sinian seemed to slowly regain his senses—his ears were ringing and his mouth was sore; this woman was really ruthless!

When Bo Sinian returned to the private room, the noisy room instantly became as quiet as a chicken's nest, and several pairs of eyes turned to look at him as if they had seen some wonder of the world.

After a brief silence, the group quickly exchanged glances, suppressing their laughter, their eyes full of anticipation and amusement.

"Fourth Brother, did you go and provoke a wildcat? This wildcat is quite wild." He Muzhi said, deliberately taking a closer look, but was intimidated by a look from Bo Sinian.

"If you ask me, it's probably because Fourth Brother got harassed by a stray cat. That little stray cat is really something, it even bites people." Gu Yinan also found it intriguing. "If I remember correctly, the last time Fourth Brother got injured was when he was fighting with Sister Ye, right? What was it about again?"

Bo Sinian also remembered the time he fought with Song Jin. His deep eyes narrowed. What was it about?

Oh, right.

It seems to be because of her beloved pet Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash is a miniature pony.

It seems that because she loved watching the animated series "My Little Pony" when she was little and talked about it all the time, her doting father bought her a cute little pony.

Song Jin also loved it very much and named it Yunbao.

She spends every day with it, dressing it up in beautiful styles.

What was most impressive was that she often rode a miniature horse to school, which made her classmates extremely envious.

Later, this little pony followed Song Jin to the South City.

Later, Song Jin and her daughter were kicked out of the Song family, and Song Zhaoyun took Yunbao for himself.

Not long after, Rainbow Dash died.

Song Jin also felt that Song Zhaoyun had abused Yunbao to death, so after school she dragged her to the crooked tree.

Just then, Bo Sinian climbed over the wall and stopped Song Zhaoyun, advising her not to act impulsively, as the matter was not yet clear.

"You're helping her, right? Then you'll suffer for her." Song Jin was clearly wearing a clean and loose school uniform, with her hair tied in a neat and youthful ponytail, looking well-behaved and innocent. However, her eyes were a stark contrast, glaring fiercely and brightly.

"Si Nian, I really didn't abuse Yun Bao, I...you have to believe me." Song Zhaoyun said softly from behind him.

"Yunbao lived with me for ten years and was always fine. Why did she die after you took care of her for less than a month?" Song Jin's eyes were red, with a shallow glint of water at the corners, and her voice trembled slightly, carrying a stubbornness that hardened her resolve. She was clearly determined to avenge her beloved pet.

"Around ten years old is about time to die of old age. Don't you know that animals have short lifespans?" Song Zhaoyun explained matter-of-factly.

"Get lost! The average lifespan of a miniature pony is 20-30 years! You know absolutely nothing about miniature ponies, you have no compassion or care for Rainbow Dash, why do you have to take her away!"

Song Jin was also furious and attacked without restraint, her fist aimed at Song Zhaoyun.

Bo Sinian couldn't bear to watch her intentionally hurt someone. "Song Jinye, calm down! The college entrance exam is just around the corner. Are you sure you want to get a serious punishment for fighting and causing trouble?"

Song Jin's eyes grew increasingly fierce. She suddenly understood Song Zhaoyun's motive. "Kill my Yunbao before the college entrance exam? Song Zhaoyun, you're something else!" Her fist fell without hesitation, hitting Bo Sinian, who had "saved the beauty."