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

The next morning, Song Jin was also woken up by a phone call from Bo Sinian.

Bo Sinian told her to go to the hospital in an hour so they could visit Grandpa Yu together.

However, someone came to see her just before she was leaving, which made her late.

"You are 28 minutes late."

On the first floor of the hospital's inpatient department, Bo Sinian stood in the lobby, exuding a cold and aloof aura, his face full of displeasure.

Song Jin hadn't expected him to wait for her here for so long.

"I couldn't help it, my little brother is a bit clingy. He coaxed me for ages when he found out I was coming to see my ex-husband. Besides, didn't I text you that I'd be late?" Song Jinye's eyes narrowed slightly as she explained matter-of-factly.

The hospital lobby was bustling with people, and glances frequently fell upon her.

A pure white dress, languid black hair, bright red lips, and lively eyes... she radiates brilliance the moment she appears, dazzling beyond compare.

Bo Sinian's dark eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome face growing even more somber. "Younger brother? You didn't mention having any brother before signing the agreement!"

Song Jin frowned slightly. "What does this have to do with our agreement?"

Bo Sinian angrily raised his finger at her, the fingertip hovering in mid-air before suddenly withdrawing it. His jawline was taut, and his expression was unfathomable. "I don't care about your private life. If Grandpa finds out anything and gets upset, it will be treated as a breach of contract!" He said with a hint of warning.

Song Jin took a deep breath; money was hard to earn, and there was so much to do.

She walked gracefully towards the elevator in her high heels, her steps elegant and poised. Her loose hair cascaded casually over her shoulders like a gentle spring breeze. "Don't worry, I'll make up for the lateness. Which room is Grandpa in? Don't keep him waiting!"

The elevator slowly ascended, with the two standing in opposite corners, exuding an air of estrangement. The only sound in the cramped space was the hum of the mechanical machine; an invisible distance separated them, as well as old grudges and resentments.

Bo Sinian suddenly turned around, and Song Jin was caught off guard by the sudden glare. Her gaze shifted to the side, and she saw a diamond ring in his hand. Her heart sank.

This wedding ring was personally designed by Bo Sinian. On the evening of his birthday, as the sunset blazed, he placed this diamond ring on her finger during the wishing ceremony, his tone forceful and earnest: "You must never take it off!"

Later, when they divorced, she gave him the diamond ring along with the divorce agreement.

He tossed it directly into the Nanjiang River behind him, the water splashing softly. His expression was cold and hard. "Since it's gone, there's no need to keep this thing to annoy people."

How did this ring end up back in his hands?

Perhaps sensing her doubts, Bo Sinian explained expressionlessly, "This is a custom-made artificial diamond ring for me, so that the old man won't notice anything amiss. We have to keep up the act."

Song Jin suddenly realized that it was a fake wedding ring.

She took the ring and subconsciously stroked the inside of it. It was very smooth, definitely not the one that had their initials engraved on it.

Seeing Bo Sinian wearing the men's wedding ring she designed for him, Song Jin couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart. The dull pain that had subsided returned, tearing at her emotions.

But this men's ring is fake, isn't it? Tsk tsk, they've prepared quite a lot of props.

Song Jin composed herself and casually slipped the fake wedding ring onto her ring finger.

At the door of the VIP ward, Bo Sinian suddenly took Song Jinye's hand.

Song Jin felt as if she had been struck by an electric current. Her hand stiffened, and the long-lost touch made her heart tighten suddenly. She subconsciously tried to pull it away.

Bo Sinian calmly gave her a look, implying that she should get into character.

The door opened from the inside, and Old Master Bo saw Song Jinye at a glance. His cloudy eyes immediately lit up. "Xiao Ye, you've finally come to see Grandpa!"

"Grandpa, I'm sorry it's been so long since I came to see you. As soon as I got back from my business trip, I heard from Si Nian that you were sick. It's all his fault for not telling me before." Song Jin subtly shook off Bo Si Nian's hand, showing no sign of distance, and helped Bo Zhengxing walk to the bedside.

"I'm fine, don't delay your work, young people. But you can't push yourself too hard, take care of your health. Also, beware of unscrupulous people taking advantage of you." Bo Zhengxing genuinely admired and liked his granddaughter-in-law Song Jinye, and he gave her this meaningful reminder.

Song Jin nodded in agreement.

The old man had a keen eye and immediately saw through Song Zhaoyun's despicable behavior.

She helped him sit down on the bed, then sat down beside him herself, speaking warmly and naturally: "Grandpa, I'm relieved to see you in such good spirits. I think you'll be discharged soon! Then we'll invite Grandpa Ji and Grandpa Lin to go fishing for catfish in Linshui Village, and I guarantee we'll beat them both. The catfish are at their fattest this season, you know, catfish stew with tofu is my specialty."

Song Jin's voice was clear and cheerful, neither pretentious nor affected. A few words from her made the old man beam with joy. "Alright, alright! It's settled then!"

Bo Sinian stood aside watching her and the old man chat happily, his face showing no emotion, only a dark light flickering in his eyes, making it impossible to discern any joy or anger.

Song Jin glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and their eyes met. The meaning in his eyes instantly turned into a warning.

After leaving the ward, Bo Sinian told her in a deep voice, "You just need to play the role of a granddaughter-in-law well in front of your grandfather, and don't have any unfounded fantasies."

Song Jin scoffed, "Daredevil?" The contempt in her eyes was sharp and arrogant, radiating a disdain for others. "The stars have illuminated a vast road; what are you but a speck of mist?"

She took off the fake wedding ring and tossed it into her bag. Her scenes for the day were finished.

"You..." Bo Sinian's lips were slightly flat, his gaze as deep as the night.

"I'll take you back." His tone was stiff, and there was no trace of willingness in his eyes. This action was nothing more than the result of more than twenty years of upbringing ingrained in his bones.

"No need," Song Jin refused without hesitation.

But the driver had already pulled up to the door when Bo Sinian suddenly leaned closer to her and lowered his voice, "Butler Chen is behind us. Are you sure you want him to see us going our separate ways?"

Song Jin glanced out of the corner of her eye and, sure enough, the old butler was walking out of the elevator.

She had no choice but to get into Bo Sinian's car.

"Are you planning to stay in hotels forever?" Bo Sinian glanced at her indifferently, his jawline hardening, his tone flat yet carrying a hint of aloofness.

Song Jin also sensed a hint of indifference.

She frowned; it wasn't absolutely necessary to talk about it today.

"Or, could you help me get the Beiyuan Villa and Qingwuyuan house from the Song family?" Qingwuyuan was a garden villa that my father bought in Nancheng, so that our family could stay there when we returned to Nancheng.

But her father's unexpected death plunged Beicheng's businesses into turmoil. Taking advantage of the debt restructuring, Song Guangming seized the property rights of Qingwuyuan. Later, she learned that Song Guangming had given it to Song Zhaoyun as an 18th birthday present.

In fact, Song Zhaoyun had long had his eye on Qingwu Garden.

When she was little, she went back to Nancheng with her parents. It was Song Zhaoyun's first time visiting Qingwu Garden, and she was captivated by its fairytale-like beauty. That night, Song Zhaoyun clung to Song Guangming's leg and refused to leave, saying, "I don't want to leave! I want to live in such a beautiful house too!"

Therefore, Song Jin also believes that their seizure of Beiyuan Villa and occupation of Qingwu Garden were premeditated.