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

Song Jin was also stunned for a moment, realizing that she had acted too hastily. She actually read a hint of the warning he had given her years ago to stay away from other stinky men in those words.

"Song Jinye, you're not allowed to smile like that at those stinky men!"

Song Jin was speechless. "If I don't laugh, am I supposed to cry in front of them?"

Bo Sinian grew even angrier. "You dare cry to them and see what happens!" He bit her ear hard. "Song Jinye, you remember this: only I can make you cry!"

Some indescribable images suddenly flooded her mind, and Song Jin quickly composed herself, forcing herself to stay awake.

She has been abstaining from meat for so long, always living a life of purity and abstinence.

This man is toxic!

"Song Jinye, did you hear me!" When Song Jinye didn't respond, Bo Sinian's tone became even colder.

"Ex-husband, you're being too nosy."

Since we're divorced, we should part ways amicably.

He's about to marry Song Zhaoyun, yet he restricts her from going on blind dates—it's practically an "internationally renowned double standard."

"Song Jinye, twenty million isn't so easy to come by. If word gets to Grandpa that you're going on a blind date, you'll be in breach of contract. Do I need to remind you that the penalty for breach of contract is five times the amount in compensation?"

Song Jin closed her eyes and quickly went through the terms and conditions of the agreement in her mind.

Grass!

It really is!

Evil capitalists!

They actually schemed against her!

"I've already promised the Song family that I'd meet with Young Master Chen in two days." Song Jin also gave off a tone of "What should I do? I'm in a difficult position too."

Bo Sinian paused, then let out a chilling sneer, "Did you lose your brain and your eyes while you were abroad?"

Song Jin ignored him completely.

"What did the Song family use to threaten you?" After a long silence, he asked in a low voice, his emotions unreadable.

Song Jin looked out the window again, a faint smile playing on her lips, carrying an air of coolness.

It turns out he knew everything perfectly well.

Her hands clenched into fists, but her tone was indifferent: "Beiyuan Villa."

Beiyuan Villa in Beicheng is Song Jinye's home.

She has lived in that villa with her parents since she can remember.

All the joyful moments of her youth were spent here, filled with her most warm and precious memories with her parents.

After her father's unexpected death, Madam Song and Song Guangming took her and her mother to Nancheng in the names of her grandmother and eldest uncle, but they slandered her mother for being immoral and even labeled her as an illegitimate child.

They used despicable means to forcibly seize all the family property that the father had worked so hard to build up in Beicheng.

Taking back that villa was an obsession she never let go of.

Of course, that includes everything else as well.

Madam Song promised her that if she successfully went on a blind date and got married, she would transfer the ownership of the Beiyuan Villa to her. Otherwise, she would sell the villa.

Bo Sinian did not continue the topic.

Song Jin also curled her lips with a mocking smile. Bo Sinian is now Song Zhaoyun's fiancé, so naturally he is in the same boat as the Song family.

The rain intensified, and the world became a vast expanse of white. Raindrops pounded heavily on the car, each sound like countless fragmented emotions constantly pounding against my heart.

Just then, Song Jinye's phone rang.

It was my best friend Jiang Yiran calling.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

Song Jinye: "I'm just about to go back to the hotel."

"I've arranged a grand welcome banquet for you back home, come quickly!" Jiang Yiran said excitedly on the phone.

"So late? The rain is even heavier now than the day Yiping asked her father for money. Are you sure?" Song Jin had already gotten used to a health-conscious lifestyle while abroad.

"What's so late? It's a beautiful time of day. What's a little rain? There's a song that goes something like this: 'The heavier the rain, the more my heart flutters...' You've been living a simple life abroad for so long, I have to take you out for something nice." Jiang Yiran said and sang enthusiastically.

Song Jin also thought that her sister had prepared the eight major cuisines or the Manchu Han Imperial Feast for her, and she felt a little reluctant to refuse her kindness.

"Night Order." She gave the address to Bo Si Nian.

Bo Sinian narrowed his deep black eyes. "Are you sure?"

When she arrived at Yexu, Jiang Yiran was already waiting for her at the door.

She rushed forward eagerly, giving Song Jin a warm hug. "Baby, I missed you so much! You're finally back!"

Then he put his arm around Song Jinye's shoulder, leaned closer, and looked her up and down, his gaze lingering on her carefully. "Have you been secretly eating preservatives abroad behind my back? You look younger and younger. Look at this face, so smooth and delicate, it's enough to make anyone envious."

The two chatted for a while before Jiang Yiran noticed Bo Sinian behind Song Jinye.

"What's going on with you two?" Jiang Yiran's gaze, filled with scrutiny and disdain, fell lightly on Bo Sinian, then looked suspiciously at Song Jinye, her eyes darting back and forth between the two.

Ever since Song Jin also divorced Bo Sinian, Jiang Yiran has been full of prejudice against Bo Sinian.

She also harbored resentment over their divorce.

"I met him at the Song family's house, and he gave me a ride on his way," Song Jin briefly mentioned.

Jiang Yiran said "Oh" and pulled Song Jin inside, ignoring Bo Sinian.

Upon entering the private room and seeing a row of tall, handsome young men standing before her, Song Jin's eyelids twitched violently. "This is the feast you were talking about?"

"How about it? These are all top-quality handsome men that I personally selected for you. Even good looks are a feast for the eyes." The lights in the private room flickered, and Jiang Yiran waved her hand generously.

"I doubt the Song family will arrange anything good for you. You've suffered a lot today, so hurry up and look at some handsome guys to make up for it."

Bathed in warm light, a row of handsome men stood upright and proper, each with their own unique looks and charisma, truly dazzling the eye.

The lamplight cast a soft glow, and Song Jin smiled as Yi gently took her hand. Her already beautiful features became even more radiant, and she seemed to glow. "You usually play so wildly, doesn't Young Master Zhou care?"

Jiang Yiran rolled her eyes at her unhappily, "At such a happy moment, can't we avoid mentioning such a spoilsport? Besides, what right does he have to tell me what to do? Who knows which club he's at right now, enjoying himself to the fullest!"

Song Jin also pursed her lips, realizing that the two of them were having a tiff!

Jiang Yiran leaned back on the sofa, directing the young men: "Quickly show this stunningly beautiful woman your charms. Whoever manages to win over my sister tonight will get a reward."

Upon hearing this, the handsome men immediately understood and, with great tact, gathered around Song Jin as well.

Meanwhile, in the private room upstairs, Zhou Chu clinked his glass against Bo Sinian's, "Didn't you say you were busy tonight and wouldn't be coming?"

Bo Sinian casually took a sip and uttered two words, "Just passing by."

Zhou Chu looked at him with a mischievous grin. "You know what? A new guy just arrived here, he looks a bit like you, he's known as 'Fourth Master the Substitute,' his sales are off the charts, all the socialites and heiresses love him! Want to meet him?"

Bo Sinian's face darkened instantly.

Zhou Chu patted his shoulder with ill intent. "I should have the manager call them over? Who do you think you are, daring to try and extort us, the Fourth Master of Nancheng!"

However, they were told that the person had already been selected.

Zhou Chu smiled jokingly, "The performance is really surprisingly good."

Manager: "It seems that Miss Jiang ordered them all. She ordered eight tonight, saying she wanted to treat her best friend."

Zhou Chu's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a gritted teeth: "Which private room is she in?!"