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

The auntie at the noodle stall wasn't busy at the moment, and seeing the two beautiful women sitting in front of her window, she found it incredibly pleasing to the eye.

Especially Song Jinye, whose divine looks are endlessly captivating for aunties.

She was engrossed in watching when she saw them about to start fighting over a single glance.

She rushed out with a rolling pin, "You...you...what...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Jin seemed to have anticipated this, slightly shifting her body and deftly blocking with her wrist, subtly exerting force to return the slap to the other party.

Song Jinye's timing and strength were just right; there was no excessive impact, yet she steadily deflected Song Zhaoyun's attack.

On the contrary, Song Zhaoyun didn't even see what happened. His arm suddenly went numb, and his outstretched hand stopped abruptly in mid-air. His center of gravity shifted, and he staggered back a few steps in a disheveled manner.

"you……"

The missed shot caused Song Zhaoyun's pent-up anger, jealousy, and the humiliation of her wounded pride to intertwine, making her dizzy with rage.

She tried to raise her hand again, unwilling to give up, but Song Jin grabbed a glass of water from the table and threw it at her. "Song Zhaoyun, if you insist on losing your dignity, then keep being unreasonable."

Song Zhaoyun's cheeks flushed red, and his eyes flashed with an uncontrolled sharpness as he stared intently at Song Jinye, as if he wanted to bore a hole through her.

But she knew Song Jin was right, so she had no choice but to swallow her anger.

"Song Jinye, don't get too cocky!" She awkwardly pulled out some tissues from her bag, wiped her face haphazardly, left with an angry warning, and slunk away.

The auntie at the noodle stall was stunned; she hadn't expected Song Jin to have such amazing skills.

Indeed, for a truly beautiful woman, beauty is merely her least significant advantage.

"Song, you're amazing!" The aunt put away the rolling pin and praised her sincerely.

Song Jin smiled at her, the smile lingering in her eyes, clean and pure, as if the tense standoff just moments before was merely an illusion.

"Auntie, you're really good at cooking noodles!"

With a relaxed and gentle voice, she gently severed the unpleasantness from her heart.

The aunt felt that everything was as wonderful as ever.

She quietly asked Song Jinye, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Song Jin's smile hadn't faded yet. "Auntie, you're not going to introduce me to someone, are you?"

The aunt waved her hand, displaying a bold and unrestrained air, "Why would I need to introduce you? A top beauty like you has no shortage of people trying to set you up. I don't think any of the ordinary girls I know are good enough for you."

The auntie couldn't help but show a hint of disdain when she mentioned those men. "What I'm trying to say is, if you don't have a boyfriend yet, definitely don't rush it! You're so beautiful, you should enjoy your beauty on your own. Men will only affect how fast you make money, and they'll also affect your mood, which will ultimately diminish your beauty."

Auntie's words made Song Jin's eyes light up.

"Of course, don't just push away men of good character; seize the opportunity. Auntie believes that God has given you such beauty, and He will surely arrange a wonderful marriage for you. A good relationship can nourish a person and make you a better person."

After finishing her sentence, the aunt seemed a little embarrassed. "You're a top student, so you must understand things better than I do. I was a bit nagging, please don't blame me for being long-winded. It's just that I've worked here for so long and seen too many negative examples. The girls at this school are all exceptionally talented, with bright futures ahead of them. But when it comes to graduation, some give up studying abroad for their partners, some give up great jobs just to be in the same city as their partners, and some even find out they're pregnant when they graduate... I find it very regrettable. Of course, these are just choices they make in their lives, and they don't necessarily change the overall course of their lives. But I think a good relationship should make a person better and more outstanding, not make them compromise time and time again."

"Hi, these are just some of my personal opinions. If you think I'm wrong, just pretend I didn't say anything." The aunt held the rolling pin, her tone humble and easygoing.

"I think you said it very well!" Song Jin's eyebrows relaxed, her smile was genuine, and her tone was sincere from the bottom of her heart.

"Auntie, a bowl of beef noodles, please."

As soon as Song Jin finished speaking, a familiar, deep, magnetic voice sounded from behind her. She frowned. Why was this guy here?

The aunt, who had just said not to be bewitched by men, was now smiling broadly.

"Mr. Bo, what brings you here? Another lecture at the school?" The aunt's eyes lit up instantly, filled with undisguised joy.

"Something came up," Bo Sinian replied casually.

"Okay. Mildly spicy, no garlic?" The aunt remembered Bo Sinian's preferences perfectly.

Song Jinye: "..."

She turned around, pretending not to see Bo Sinian, and made no attempt to stop and greet him.

Bo Sinian grabbed her arm, a smirk playing on his lips. "What? Amnesia? Don't you recognize me?"

Song Jin also looked up at him quietly. Bo Sinian subconsciously released his grip and spoke again in a sullen tone, "Not in a good mood?"

Song Jin gave him a forced smile and said, "Thanks to your fiancée."

"Zhaoyun? What happened to her?" Bo Sinian frowned slightly.

"What? You didn't run into her? I bet she went looking for you."

Just as Song Jin finished speaking, Bo Sinian's phone rang.

She wasn't interested in listening to Bo Sinian and Song Zhaoyun flirting, and went straight back to the lab.

After Bo Sinian finished his phone call with Song Zhaoyun, the noodles were ready.

The aunt herself served it to him.

"It seems you still can't forget about Song." The aunt pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him. She looked like she knew everything.

Bo Sinian paused, his hand still holding the chopsticks. He gave a nonchalant, wicked smile. "Auntie, how did you figure that out?"

The aunt held up two fingers and pointed to her eyes. "I can see clearly with both eyes. I just asked her, and she's currently single. You should seize this opportunity."

Upon hearing this, a fleeting, almost imperceptible glint flashed in Bo Sinian's eyes, but it vanished in an instant. "Then you must be mistaken. She has a boyfriend."

They're getting married soon, and they have a son.

The wicked smile on his lips deepened, and Bo Sinian picked up his chopsticks and began to eat slowly and deliberately.

"That's impossible, just now she..."

"Did she explicitly say she was single?" Bo Sinian expressed doubt, but a glimmer of hope remained in his eyes.

The aunt thought for a moment and said, "It seems there really isn't." Song Jin simply agreed with the point she had made.

The light in Bo Sinian's eyes suddenly went out.