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

Song Zhaoyun was a native of Nancheng and had quite a few connections there.

She asked the other party, "Could you help me find out who owns this car?"

She was mainly curious to know who bought the Shining, which was mistakenly thought to be bought by Bo Sinian.

The other party was also a prominent figure in Nancheng, and quickly gave her the answer: "The system shows that the car owner is Song Jinye."

Song Zhaoyun's gaze lingered on the luxurious and grand car, but when she heard the name "Song Jinye" on the phone, the composure on her face suddenly froze.

"Who did you say?" she asked again.

"Song Jinye," the other person told her with certainty.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner another day." Song Zhaoyun forced a smile and thanked the other party.

When her gaze returned to the car in front of her, a thick, dark fog rolled in her eyes.

She knew that Song Jinye had previously driven a Maybach, the same car as Bo Sinian.

When she was rear-ended and her car was damaged last time, she was smugly thinking that Bo Sinian hated Song Jin to the point that he hated her even for driving the same car as him.

So Song Jin also changed to a Shining in such a short time?

I heard that the previous Maybach was a gift from Shen Yanzhi.

Song Zhaoyun didn't believe that Shen Yanzhi would give her a second luxury car in such a short time. Besides, Shining requires advance booking, and personalized customization requires booking 1-2 years in advance.

Then there's only one other possibility—this Shining was indeed bought by Bo Sinian, but Song Jin also took it away using dirty tricks.

In other words, Song Jin also shamelessly stole the Shining Spirit that should have belonged to her! This caused her birthday party to become a complete farce.

The thought that Song Jin was also there on her birthday, watching helplessly as her birthday party turned into a joke, made Song Zhaoyun unable to swallow her anger.

She walked angrily toward the laboratory building.

Downstairs in the laboratory building, Song Zhaoyun made several calls to Song Jin, but no one answered. The anger that had been simmering in his heart was on the verge of exploding.

She could barely maintain her elegance and composure; her face was ashen and cold under the blazing sun.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for Song Jinye. Could you take me to her?" Song Zhaoyun struggled to suppress her emotions and maintain her composure. Seeing someone passing by, she quickly stepped forward to ask for help.

"Who are you? Do you have an appointment? I can't take you in if you don't have an appointment." The student left those words and hurriedly turned and went into the building.

Song Zhaoyun was utterly incredulous, a snicker escaping her lips in disdain. She needed an appointment to see Song Jin? What a joke! She was just an ordinary staff member; who did she think she was, Professor Song?

"I have an appointment! I have an appointment!" Song Zhaoyun seized the opportunity and stepped forward to grab him, hoping that this classmate could take her inside.

"Excuse me, ma'am, I don't have the authority to bring people into the laboratory building. If you have an appointment, someone will take you in shortly." The young man smiled politely at her, then swiped his card to open the door, decisively refusing Song Zhaoyun entry.

Song Zhaoyun stomped his foot angrily, "What kind of ridiculous rules are these?"

This lowly staff member acts more arrogant than Bo Sinian.

She could go to Yuzhou Group to see Bo Sinian without needing an appointment, without any obstacles. But when she tried to enter this dilapidated laboratory building, she was repeatedly turned away at the door.

She waited in the cafeteria until 2 p.m. before the errand runner told her that Song Jin had also come out of the laboratory building.

Finally, after waiting for nearly four hours, she finally saw Song Jinye at the noodle window of the fifth canteen.

As Song Jin was enjoying her noodles, she saw Song Zhaoyun's eyes brimming with overwhelming rage.

She pretended not to see it and continued to eat her noodles slowly and deliberately.

Song Zhaoyun pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down, speaking in an unfriendly tone, "You should know why I came to see you, right?"

Song Jin didn't give her a second glance, his tone somewhat nonchalant, "Did you come to me to transfer Qingwu Garden to me?"

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, because bringing it up made Song Zhaoyun feel angry again.

"What exactly do you want?" This was a public place, so she couldn't get angry and could only clench her fists tightly.

She suddenly realized that ever since Song Jin returned to the country, she had gradually slipped out of her control.

She was confident that she could control Song Jinye.

If Song Jin also chooses President Li, she will fall into the quagmire of domestic violence; if she chooses Young Master Chen, then there will be no hope of turning her life around.

This was a result she was happy to see.

Unexpectedly, Song Jin also opted out of those two options and now wants to climb over her.

"Don't you know very well? I want to take back Qingwu Garden." Song Jin still didn't look up, gently stirring the noodles in her bowl with her chopsticks. Her tone was light and airy, as faint as a thin mist, yet it clearly penetrated her ears, igniting her anger.

"You're dreaming!" Although her whole family advised her to give up Qingwu Garden, how could Song Zhaoyun be willing to do so?

How could she swallow this insult when Song Jinye got off so easily?

"Oh." Song Jin also gave a soft hum, without revealing the slightest ripple of emotion.

Anyway, Song Zhaoyun's opinion is not important, not at all.

In Song Guangming's eyes, his son is the most important person.

She had a bold guess: perhaps, Old Madam Song had known about this grandson's existence for a long time.

Thinking of this, Song Jin finally looked up at her. This was the first time Song Jin had looked at her properly after the two had been facing off for so long today.

His eyes held a hint of sympathy.

Song Zhaoyun was slightly taken aback, almost thinking he was seeing things. What kind of look was Song Jinye giving him?

What right does she have to pity me with such a condescending gaze!

"What do you mean?" Her heart clenched, and her voice tightened.

Song Jin also withdrew his gaze and continued to quietly enjoy his beef noodles, completely ignoring her.

It was as if that sympathetic glance just now was merely a fleeting illusion.

Song Zhaoyun couldn't vent his anger at all. The thought that the car that should have belonged to him now rightfully belonged to Song Jinye made his pent-up frustration surge inside him.

It was like an invisible slap, a hard blow to her self-esteem.

"I'm asking you, was that Chronograph you were driving a gift from Bo Sinian?" She grabbed Song Jinye's wrist tightly, her gaze piercing as she relentlessly pressed for an answer.

Song Jin easily broke free from her grasp with a slight twist of her wrist. "To be precise, it was Bo Sinian who compensated me."

Just as I expected! Song Zhaoyun's elegant mask shattered, her face burning with rage. She stared intently at Song Jinye, her voice shrill, "Have you no shame? Your car is only broken, not totaled. Why should he compensate you with a top-of-the-line Shining? You must have resorted to some unscrupulous trick!"

"Then please go ask Bo Sinian." Song Jinye ignored her anger; her intense rage was nothing more than an insignificant commotion to Song Jinye.

Having finished eating the noodles, Song Jin got up to leave.

"Stop right there!" Song Zhaoyun's anger was completely ignited by her unwavering indifference, and all his dignity collapsed.

She shouted angrily and swung her hand directly at Song Jinye.