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

Song Jin had never cared about this matter before.

Or perhaps she deliberately avoided all news about Bo Sinian's daughter, unwilling to inquire about her at all.

The existence of that girl was, for her, a complete negation of that marriage, irrefutable proof that she had been cheated on in the marriage, and it always ruthlessly tore open the scars buried deep in her heart.

The thought of Bo Sinian treating Song Zhaoyun's daughter with gentleness and patience made her think of her own unborn child, and she felt deeply sorry for that child.

So over the years, I've simply chosen to ignore it, forcing myself to cut off all related information.

But no matter how much you go around in circles, you can't avoid what you're meant to encounter. It feels like your heart is being clenched tightly, and your throat is full of choking.

Jiang Yiran quickly replied: "I think his name is Bo Yi. Why are you suddenly asking about this? You never used to care about such things, did you?"

Song Jin also took a deep breath; sure enough, she had guessed correctly.

A sense of collapse washed over her, as if fate had played a cruel joke on her, leaving her completely bewildered.

"She's in the same class as Xiao Jiu now."

Jiang Yiran replied instantly: "Wow! What a coincidence! Does that mean you'll be running into Song Zhaoyun and Bo Sinian all the time? Should we consider transferring Xiao Jiu to another school?"

Song Jin wasn't afraid of running into Song Zhaoyun and Bo Sinian, but she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

There's no need to transfer schools. Xiao Jiu and Bo Yi have a pretty good relationship, and she doesn't want to ruin that pure friendship between the children. Besides, Xiao Jiu is starting to adapt to kindergarten life, and there's no need to let troublesome people affect the child.

Song Jinye: "They must be quite busy; their nanny usually picks up and drops off the kids. Besides, why should Xiao Jiu transfer schools?"

Jiang Yiran immediately called, "Your thinking is absolutely correct! But there's something I need to remind you. I heard that Bo Sinian dotes on this daughter. No matter how busy he is at the company, he always makes sure to go home to be with her, and if he can't make it home in time, he'll call to comfort her. He'll do everything he can to satisfy her every wish, and their house is filled with limited-edition children's toys. If she has a headache or fever, he'll be so worried that he'll immediately drop everything, even multi-billion dollar projects. Although Bo Yi hasn't appeared in public in recent years, that in itself is a form of protection for the child."

Song Jin listened quietly, a bitter smile playing on her lips.

It's easy to imagine that Bo Yi, such a beautiful and lovely girl, must have grown up in a loving environment.

The once impetuous young man can actually care for a child with such delicate tenderness.

In that sense, he can indeed be considered a good father, at least for Bo Yi.

Unfortunately, this rare fatherly love did not belong to her child.

*

When Bo Sinian returned home that evening, he habitually went to check on his daughter's room, only to find that she was still awake.

The little girl saw him and immediately jumped off the bed excitedly, rushing towards him, "Daddy! Daddy!" Her silvery voice was full of joy.

Bo Sinian pulled her into his arms. "So happy today? What happened?"

"I met a new friend today. She's so beautiful, the most beautiful person I've ever seen," Bo Yi excitedly shared with him.

"Even prettier than Yiyi?" Bo Sinian's eyes lost their usual aloofness and indifference, revealing a faint smile. His tone softened unconsciously, making him appear like a gentle father.

Bo Yi blinked and thought for a moment, then said with a touch of vanity, "Just as pretty as Yi Yi. She even praised her dad for being amazing!"

Bo Sinian carried her to a nearby sofa and sat down, patiently chatting with her. "Oh, why?"

"She said my name sounds nice, and I told her it was chosen by my dad. Dad, can you pick me up from school tomorrow? I'll introduce you to my new friend," Bo Yi chattered on.

Bo Sinian smiled and ruffled her soft hair. Thinking that there was nothing important to do tomorrow, he gently replied, "Okay."

After lunch break the next day, Bo Yi began to look forward to the end of school.

Shen Jiuran thought she had some special activities after school, but the little girl told him mysteriously, "I made an appointment with my dad. He's coming to pick me up. I'm going to introduce Jin Bao'er to him and show him what a super beauty is."

Shen Jiuran: "..."

He scratched his head in a worried expression and said seriously, "Are you serious? What if your dad takes a liking to Jinbao'er? What will your mom do then?"

He wasn't making this up; there are plenty of people chasing after Jin Bao'er.

When he was abroad, many uncles brought him gifts and asked him to pass them on to Jinbao.

It's pitiful that he, a two- or three-year-old toddler, has to suffer the hardship of being a porter.

Bo Yi's clear and innocent eyes were free of any distracting thoughts. She looked at him with a blank expression, her long eyelashes drooping gently, her eyes full of pure innocence, revealing no complicated thoughts. "No, many pretty older sisters like Daddy, but Daddy hasn't taken a liking to any of them."

Bo Yi eagerly awaited the end of the school day.

Song Jin arrived on time to pick up Shen Jiuran, but Bo Yi was nowhere to be seen, and a faint look of anxiety appeared on her fair face.

Now that Song Jin knows that Bo Yi is the daughter of Bo Sinian and Song Zhaoyun, she will consciously distance herself from her.

"Let's go." She took Shen Jiuran's hand and prepared to leave.

Her other hand was pulled by a soft little hand. "Jinbao, can you wait a moment?" she asked softly, tilting her little face up.

"Hmm? Is something the matter?" Song Jin also suppressed her emotions, her voice carrying a hint of forced softness.

Shen Jiuran answered very enthusiastically, "Bo Yi said he wants to introduce you to his father."

Song Jin was instantly overwhelmed; this was simply outrageous!

"No need. We have to go now." Song Jin also instinctively resisted seeing the scene of their father and daughter's affection.

"But I already told Daddy." Bo Yi pouted in disappointment.

Song Jin felt a pang of pity. But a second later, she despised her own actions.

How could you be so heartless towards her? Wouldn't that make the baby who had been with her day and night for nine months even more heartbroken?

"I'm really sorry," Song Jin said again, refusing the offer.

"My dad's here!" Bo Yi exclaimed excitedly, pointing to the car parked across the street.

Song Jin's expression darkened slightly, and he subconsciously looked across the road where a Maybach was parked, which was indeed Bo Sinian's car.

The car door slowly opened, and a familiar figure strode over, pulling Bo Yi back to his side. The figure held Bo Yi tightly, staring at Song Jin with hostility and suspicion.

She demanded sharply, "Song Jinye! What are you doing here? What are you trying to do by approaching my daughter?!"