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

Bo Sinian leaned against the sink, a cigarette between his fingers, exhaling smoke rings from his thin lips. The emotions churning in his eyes were hidden in the swirling smoke, giving off a strangely melancholic and desolate feeling.

Song Jin was also taken aback; she remembered that Bo Sinian did not smoke.

So all these years, in order to get married to Song Zhaoyun as soon as possible, he has become addicted to smoking.

Shen Jiuran blinked her innocent-looking big eyes, feeling that the uncle in front of her looked somewhat familiar, and mumbled in a childish voice, "You...you're not..."

Song Jin's expression changed slightly, and she quickly covered the little guy's mouth.

Bo Sinian stubbed out his cigarette, leaned forward slightly, his deep eyes scrutinizing him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with me? Do you know me?"

Shen Jiuran shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.

Bo Sinian glanced at Song Jinye out of the corner of his eye, then looked at the little guy, softening his tone slightly, "Children shouldn't lie."

Shen Jiuran frowned and pursed her lips tightly. "Then I won't say anything, okay?"

Upon seeing this, Bo Sinian couldn't help but sneer. This stubborn temper was exactly the same as Song Jin's.

He asked Song Jinye bluntly, "Your son?"

Song Jin wasn't surprised, since everyone would assume that she took Xiao Jiu out.

She scooped the little one up in her arms, a slight smile playing on her lips as she met his abyss-like gaze, but her eyes held no warmth whatsoever. "Ex-husband, this has nothing to do with you."

As he was leaving, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"What are you going to do?" Song Jin frowned in displeasure.

He then released his grip and gently patted Shen Jiuran's head. "It's alright."

After saying that, he graciously made way for her.

Seeing Song Jin also leave with the child, his dark eyes were as deep as ink. He slowly opened his palm, and a thin, soft strand of hair lay in his palm.

He gripped it tightly and took out his phone to make a call.

Before long, a man in a suit pushed open the door of an empty private room and saw Bo Sinian standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his aloof and noble figure outlined by the crystal chandelier.

He nodded slightly, his expression solemn. "President Bo!"

Bo Sinian slowly turned around and handed him two strands of hair. "Go get a paternity test done."

Liang Kuo's eyebrows twitched, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief. A paternity test?

Whose is it?

Does Bo Xilai have an illegitimate child?

Or did Bo Xilai gain a brother who's vying for his inheritance?

The lives of the wealthy are often chaotic.

A good assistant is one who, even if they have a dramatic story running through their mind, can still appear nonchalant on the surface.

"Okay!" He solemnly took the two "precious" hair samples.

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"Why did it take you so long?" Jiang Yiran got up and pulled out the baby seat so that Xiao Jiu could sit in it easily.

Song Jin also made a gloomy face, "I ran into my ex-husband."

"Huh?" Jiang Yiran glanced towards the restroom. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

She paused, a slight glint in her eye, a sly smile playing on her lips. She raised her loose fist as a microphone to Song Jinye, "Let's interview the beautiful Song. After three years, how do you feel about reuniting with your ex-husband?"

Song Jin gently pushed her hand away from his face, "It's like...seeing the God of Wealth..."

Jiang Yiran touched her forehead with her palm. "Have you been cursed?"

"Actually, he contacted me a week ago."

Song Jin also mentioned that Bo Sinian had offered her 2000 million yuan to cooperate with him in playing the role of a loving couple in front of Mr. Bo.

Jiang Yiran's mouth dropped open in surprise, perfectly mimicking the expression of a groundhog standing and screaming. "This...you agreed?"

"Sure. I'll make 2000 million and annoy Song Zhaoyun at the same time—a double win."

Jiang Yiran belatedly realized what was happening and applauded enthusiastically, "Well done! You're truly my sister! You'll infuriate that bastard Song Zhaoyun! You have no idea how arrogant she is, relying on her status as Bo Sinian's fiancée!"

"So, Bo Sinian saw Little Jiu just now?" she whispered to Song Jinye.

Song Jin also put some shrimp and corn into the little guy's bowl, and "hmm"ed. "He asked me fiercely if Xiao Jiu was my son."

She raised her eyebrows haughtily. "I have no obligation to tell you."

"Haha~ I knew it! With your copied and pasted features, anyone would think you're mother and son."

Jiang Yiran couldn't help but pinch the little guy's chubby cheeks. "Baby, you're so good at growing! If you go to school, you'll definitely be the brightest star in the whole kindergarten!"

Shen Jiuran pouted, looking at Jiang Yiran with a childlike yet angry expression, "Sister Ranran, are you trying to trick me into going to kindergarten?"

"Haha~ You're quite aware of fraud prevention at such a young age!" Jiang Yiran pinched his cheek affectionately again. "Oh dear, I'm already thinking of going home and persuading my mom to give me a little brother."

Song Jin's lips twitched; she was speechless. "You're young and strong; if you like children, give birth yourself. Don't make things difficult for the nanny, okay?"

"What if I'm worried about getting a different item from the blind boxes I want? And they won't give me a refund."

Song Jin's brow furrowed slightly, and her eyes darkened. "Isn't choosing parents for children just like opening a blind box?"

Some children are showered with love, while others are rejected even before they are born.

Three years ago, after learning that she was pregnant, she was overjoyed and wanted to tell Bo Sinian the news as a birthday surprise.

He, however, was furious and overturned the cake, saying, "Abort the child, and we can stay married."

Song Jin could hardly believe it; he didn't want their child!

She later learned that Song Zhaoyun was also pregnant.

He only had high hopes and favoritism for his child with Song Zhaoyun.

To protect her child, she went to great lengths to escape abroad.

She finally reached her due date, only to learn that he had been waiting outside Song Zhaoyun's delivery room for a full day and night, and had even summoned all the authoritative obstetric experts in Nancheng to be on standby at all costs so that Song Zhaoyun could have a smooth delivery.

She endured the pain for a day and a night, only to be told that the fetus was in distress and could not survive.

Otherwise, her child would be as old as Xiao Jiu by now, chasing after her every day, calling "Mommy" over and over again...

Jiang Yiran knew she was reminded of what happened three years ago, and couldn't help but explode in anger again, "That bastard Bo Sinian!"

"Sister, what kind of dish is 'bastard'? Is it delicious? I've only ever eaten sunny-side up eggs, steamed eggs, scrambled eggs, soft-boiled eggs..." Shen Jiuran blinked her clear, bright eyes, gazing at Song Jinye with longing for the food.

Jiang Yiran couldn't help but chuckle at his innocent remarks. "Good boy, baby, 'bastard' is a rotten dish. Don't be curious, it tastes awful."

After dinner, Jiang Yiran drove Song Jinye back to Yueyuan.

After eating and drinking his fill, Shen Jiuran drifted off to sleep in Song Jinye's arms.

The night outside the car was like a tapestry, and the familiar street scene resembled an old film reel being slowly unrolled.

I happened to pass by Nancheng Middle School. The evening breeze carried the noise of the teenagers, and the streetlights cast long shadows of their spirited figures.

The crooked tree next to the school gate stretches its leaning branches in the night, standing silently and witnessing every young person's thoughts.

It was under this tree that she mistook Bo Sinian for a thug and beat him up, then pretended that Bo Sinian was the one who did it.

Thinking about it, it's really pretty silly!

She did this because she learned by chance that Song Zhaoyun liked Bo Sinian. So she took an unconventional approach to attract Bo Sinian's attention, hoping to make Song Zhaoyun's love unrequited.

Of course, her tactic was very effective.

The next day, Bo Sinian came to settle accounts.

Years after graduation, she and Bo Sinian happened to pass by this place, and the scene of their first encounter suddenly became clear. That day, he pinned her against a crooked tree, leaned down and kissed her fiercely, with great force.

He clearly remembered the grudge from before when she was bruised and swollen, so he kissed her until her lips were red, swollen, and burning.

Now, thanks to urban redevelopment, this place is no longer a dead end. Only that crooked tree has been perfectly preserved…