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

Song Zhaoyun knew what he was thinking, so she didn't stop him.

Although she didn't know where this little boy with features that were a copy of Song Jinye came from, she was certain that he was neither Song Jinye's son nor Bo Sinian's son.

Bo Sinian had already met the child, and given his domineering nature, it was impossible for him to do nothing.

Therefore, he must have obtained the result, and this result has nothing to do with the current situation, so nothing has changed.

Then let Lu Zaiye stir up trouble. This will only reopen old wounds in Bo Sinian's heart, making him relive the pain of being let down and betrayed by Song Jinye three years ago, thus deepening his disgust for Song Jinye.

Song Zhaoyun followed behind Lu Zaiye, a dignified and gentle smile on her lips, seemingly generous and proper, but deep in her eyes swirled a meticulous calculation.

Lu Zaiye's loudspeaker soon blared through the private room, "Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, guess who I saw?"

He Muzhi: "Good heavens, did they see Ultraman patrolling Earth?"

Lu Zaiye grabbed a peanut from the table and threw it at him, saying, "You just saw Ultraman? Ultraman is here to deal with you, you monster who's wreaking havoc on humanity."

Gu Yinan watched his brothers bickering and couldn't help but laugh. "I bet... you saw your ex-girlfriend with the kid?"

Lu Zaiye excitedly pointed at him and nodded repeatedly.

Everyone in the private room was startled, like meerkats peeking out of a zoo, all sitting up straight and staring at him.

"Holy crap, which ex-girlfriend? Is the kid yours?"

Lu Zaiye quickly shook his head again, "It wasn't me, it was Fourth Brother! What are you thinking? Every breakup I make is clean and decisive, how could it possibly lead to someone's death?"

A group of meerkats turned their heads in unison to look at Bo Sinian, their eyes wide open.

Despite the uproar that erupted throughout the hall, Bo Sinian remained unmoved.

He sat calmly to the side, lazily glancing at Lu Zaiye. "You saw Song Jinye?"

Lu Zaiye felt a surge of respect from the bottom of his heart—Fourth Brother truly lived up to his name, so composed and at ease!

"You know she... she gave birth to a son?" Lu Zaiye was so excited that he could hardly speak.

Bo Sinian replied expressionlessly, "Hmm."

"Then...then..."

The meerkats held their breath, afraid of missing a single word of the conversation, while Lu Zaiye was as nervous as if he were checking his college entrance exam scores.

Oh, I misremembered, he didn't take the college entrance exam.

Bo Sinian calmly took a sip of wine, casually swirling the glass between his fingers, and slowly uttered four words: "Not mine."

Deer in the Wild: "...Uh..."

The meerkats looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Drinking, drinking, raising fish, you guys!" Gu Yinan joked, brushing the matter off.

Song Zhaoyun, who had heard the whole thing from the doorway, raised her carefully drawn eyebrows slightly, confirming her suspicions.

Bo Sinian has already confirmed it, so he should give up on Song Jin.

She walked into the private room as if nothing had happened, and casually said with a smile, "I even suspect that Song Jin and I have been secretly set up with an automatic matching mode, forcing us to meet eight hundred times a day."

"You saw her somewhere else today? Could it be that she was deliberately following you?" Lu Zaiye asked casually.

In his eyes, Song Jin was a cunning and shrewd person, and people like them with average intelligence couldn't outsmart her at all.

Song Jin also sat back down next to Bo Sinian at the right time, maintaining a gentle and proper smile.

"Not at all. I went to Nancheng University today to discuss a collaboration with Professor Song and happened to run into her. That's when I found out she works at the university. She's really capable. She spent three years abroad doing nothing, and when she came back, she landed a stable job that most people would kill for. It's truly enviable. I even saw the university president greeting her; they seem to have a close relationship."

Her words sounded like she was just stating Song Jinye's recent situation, gentle and harmless, but in fact, they were full of subtle attacks.

It was said that Song Jinye had accomplished nothing in the past three years, and it was also implied that she would have had a hard time getting the job on her own. Finally, it was mentioned that Song Jinye had a special relationship with the principal, which aroused suspicion.

However, to her surprise, apart from Lu Zaiye frowning, seemingly disgusted by Song Jinye's behavior, the expressions of the others did not change much.

He Muzhi picked up where she left off, "You're absolutely right. Sister Ye not only has a close relationship with Principal Zhang, but she's also a close friend of Principal Zhang's father, Grandpa Zhang. That's why we say Sister Ye has connections; she can put together a five-person game of Dou Dizhu with Grandpa Bo, Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Ji, and Grandpa Lin."

Song Zhaoyun: "..." She was a little defensive.

He Muzhi paused for a moment and continued, "If she really gets these old gentlemen together, no matter how respected Principal Zhang is in the education field, wouldn't they all have to obediently stand aside and serve Sister Ye tea and water, and even praise her for playing cards well!"

What He Muzhi said was beyond Song Zhaoyun's comprehension. Her face twitched slightly after a short while, and her defenses crumbled.

Intelligence limits imagination.

Lu Zaiye looked completely bewildered after hearing this. "Old He, you're not making this up, are you?"

Gu Yinan picked up his wine glass and clinked it against his, "Old He really wasn't lying. You didn't know that your dad sent you abroad back then, but let me put it this way, at Fourth Brother's college entrance banquet, Sister Ye sat at the same table as the grandfathers."

Lu Zaiye felt as if he had been gently shattered, each fragment letting out a "Holy crap!"

*

Song Jin was unaware that someone in the private room was going on and on about her glorious past.

She's now completely focused on coaxing a child who doesn't want to go to school.

Shen Yanzhi has been a bit overwhelmed lately, juggling work and wedding planning, so she's considering sending her child to kindergarten to experience the harsh realities of society—or rather, to receive a proper education at school.

Besides, little Shen Jiuran is indeed of school age.

He visited several kindergartens, compared and considered them repeatedly, and after discussing with Zeng Ling, he finally decided on Zhihe Kindergarten.

The child had agreed readily, but just as it was about to start kindergarten, he changed his mind and threw a tantrum.

"Don't you want to meet a lot of children and make friends with them?" Song Jin wiped his little hands and placed a small bowl of noodles in front of him.

"I originally thought that our Xiao Jiu was so amazing, she could draw, sing, and dress herself, she would definitely become the best child in kindergarten. Now, this best child title can only be given to someone else." Song Jin sighed regretfully.

Seeing that the little guy wouldn't listen to reason, Song Jin stopped the topic to avoid making things worse.

"Eat up. After you finish eating, we'll go play in the yard downstairs," she coaxed.

Bo Sinian took the opportunity to go to the balcony of the private room for some fresh air while answering the phone.

The dark, inky blue sky was a blur. He lit a cigarette, the sparks flickering between his fingers, washing away his earlier nonchalance, leaving his eyes deep and unfathomable.

A familiar voice suddenly came from the courtyard downstairs.

On the swings in the yard, one large and one small swayed gently.

"Actually, I didn't like going to kindergarten when I was little either..." The evening breeze carried Song Jin's slightly warm voice, relaxed and gentle, lightly entering his ear.

"Why?" the little guy asked curiously.

"It's a secret. I can tell you when you go to kindergarten..."

The little guy tilted his head, seemingly pondering for a moment, and said, "Okay, you have to keep your word."

Song Jin nodded solemnly: "Chinese people don't lie to other Chinese people."

Bo Sinian couldn't help but chuckle. The little guy was still suffering from a lack of education. If he had even a kindergarten diploma, he wouldn't have been so easily fooled by her...