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

The person who arrived was Song Zhaoyun. She stared intently at Song Jinye with a tense gaze, her eyes filled with deep vigilance, and her whole body seemed to be erected with defensive spikes.

Song Jin didn't expect Song Zhaoyun to react so strongly, as if she were trying to take her daughter away from her.

Her gaze swept lightly over Bo Yi, who was being protected so tightly. Considering the child's innocent and naive nature, she had no intention of arguing with Song Zhaoyun. She simply glanced at her expressionlessly and replied casually, "Why are you so nervous?"

Song Zhaoyun's bright red lips pressed into a straight line. "I'm not nervous, I'm just afraid you have ill intentions. Song Jinye, I'm warning you: stay away from my daughter!"

Her sharp gaze was fixed on Song Jinye, as if drawing an insurmountable boundary.

Then, she hurriedly took Bo Yi away.

Bo Yi was practically dragged away by her. "Mommy, you're hurting me." The little girl's arm was pulled painfully, and her childish voice was trembling with tears, which were hanging in the corners of her eyes.

Song Zhaoyun only breathed a sigh of relief after lifting her into the car, slamming the door shut, and getting into the driver's seat himself.

She didn't start the car and leave immediately, but instead stared intently at Song Jinye with narrowed eyes.

Only after seeing Song Jin also lead the little boy into the car did she look at the little girl in the rearview mirror and ask in a serious tone, "Yiyi, Mommy is asking you, who was that little boy who was standing with you just now?"

"Is Mommy asking about Xiao Jiu? He's a new transfer student in our class, and he's also my good friend," Bo Yi said obediently.

Song Zhaoyun gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles bulging clearly, his face pale and solemn. Song Jin had actually transferred that little boy to Bo Yi's class without a word—what was she up to?!

No, we can't let Yiyi have too much contact with her.

"Yiyi, didn't you want to go to the beach? How about Mommy takes you to Tanjung Aru Beach to watch the sunset and play in the sand?"

Bo Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, her long eyelashes fluttering twice, filled with sparkling joy, "Really?" No child can resist going to the beach to dig in the sand.

"Of course it's true. But there's something Mommy wants you to keep a secret," Song Zhaoyun coaxed.

Bo Yi immediately pursed her lips, exaggeratedly covered them with her small hands, and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Song Zhaoyun turned to look at her: "You know that auntie from earlier, right?"

"Mommy, are you talking about Jinbao'er?"

Song Zhaoyun snorted coldly, "You can't tell Dad that you know her. Can you do that?"

"Why?" Bo Yi asked innocently.

"Don't ask so many whys!" Song Zhaoyun said impatiently.

Bo Yi pouted and asked, "Where's Daddy? Why didn't Daddy come to pick me up?"

The little girl was a little unhappy. If her father kept his word, she would have already introduced Jin Bao'er to him by now.

"Sit down properly! Kids shouldn't be willful. Daddy naturally has work to do," Song Zhaoyun said seriously, then, as if remembering something, his tone softened, "Would you like Daddy to come with us to the beach to watch the sunset?"

Bo Yi nodded again.

Song Zhaoyun coaxed softly, "Then tell Dad, okay? We'll go together."

The next day, Bo Yi did not go to kindergarten.

Shen Jiuran also complained to Song Jin that Bo Yi was being unfair, not telling him that he was going on vacation abroad with his parents.

"How did you know she went on vacation abroad?" Song Jin waited for him to climb into the car seat and fastened the safety buckle for him.

Shen Jiuran swung his short legs and innocently told her, "I asked Teacher Huanhuan, and Teacher Huanhuan told me."

Song Jin quickly came across the sweet photos of the family of three traveling abroad.

To be precise, it wasn't something she saw on the screen, but rather something that Old Madam Song specifically sent to her.

"Look how good Si Nian is to Zhao Yun and her daughter. When Yuzhou Group's stock price plummeted recently, Si Nian was very busy. But when the little girl said she wanted to go abroad, Si Nian went with them without hesitation. You went to so much trouble to have a child, don't think we don't know what you're up to. You should have seen it too, Si Nian doesn't care about your child at all. Only the daughter born to Zhao Yun, he cherishes like a precious jewel."

In the voice message, Madam Song's voice was hoarse. When she mentioned Song Zhaoyun, she was full of pride. When she talked about her, she used the condescending tone of an elder to admonish her. Her tone was harsh and heavy, and every word was heavy.

Whether it was her boasting or her lecture, Song Jin didn't care at all and didn't even bother to reply.

As if her reprimand wasn't strong enough, Old Madam Song soon called, "And what are you trying to do by putting that child in Bo Yi's class! That child is just like you, a wild child. I advise you to give up your crooked thoughts as soon as possible. A person's life is predetermined, and whatever happens to you, you can only accept it. You have to accept your fate and stop fantasizing about things that don't belong to you. In the end, you'll only end up with nothing."

Song Jin smiled coldly, her words sharp and barbed, neither humble nor arrogant, "You're over eighty, you've lived enough, of course you can accept your fate. But I'm still young, I don't accept my fate."

Old Madam Song nearly had a heart attack from anger again. "You! You really are an ungrateful bastard! Who are you saying is almost alive?! You...you dare to curse me again?"

Song Jin laughed blatantly, "You think it's bad? I have even worse ones, you want to..."

Before she could finish speaking, the old lady slammed the phone down.

Song Jin glanced at the now-blacked-out phone. With such poor mental fortitude, she thought she could teach her a lesson?

Since Song Jin listed her house on the second-hand market, people have been making appointments to view it in the past few days.

Aside from the slightly higher price, the houses in Yueyuan are all excellent.

Two people who viewed the property expressed their intention to buy it.

One of the buyers scheduled a second viewing.

"Ms. Song, I really love this apartment of yours, otherwise I wouldn't have come to see it twice. To be honest, this apartment is very close to my company. If I buy it, walking to work won't be a problem at all. So I'm sincerely interested in buying it. Do you think you could offer a slightly lower price?"

Song Jin also happened to have something to do downstairs, so she took the elevator down with him.

"If you really want to buy this house, the price is negotiable. But to be honest with you, I also have another house I've been eyeing, but I haven't gotten my hands on it yet, so I might not be moving out anytime soon."

The buyer thought for a moment and readily agreed, "No problem. My current lease hasn't expired yet anyway."

The two chatted happily and almost settled on a price right there in the elevator.

The elevator quickly reached the first floor, and Song Jin's eyes were full of relaxed and gentle smiles. "Then it's settled. I'll have someone draft the agreement in the next couple of days, and then we can start the process."

"Yes, yes, it was a pleasure talking to you, Ms. Song!" The buyer walked out of the building with light steps, looking relaxed and at ease.

As soon as the two turned around, they were met with a gloomy and cold face—

Bo Sinian stood by the roadside, watching the two with a half-smile, his tone calm yet radiating immense coldness, "Song Jinye, coming downstairs with a man so late?"