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

The doctors and nurses standing nearby were stunned!

For a moment, I didn't know whether to stop it or quietly enjoy the live idol drama.

Anyway, they could tell that the two of them were enjoying themselves.

Song Jin's condition was entirely due to the effects of the medication. This intimate contact slightly relieved the restlessness in her body, but this temporary relief only addressed the symptoms, not the root cause.

After a brief respite, an even stronger desire arises.

So she pulled him closer and kissed him more deeply.

Bo Sinian's heart was pounding wildly, as if a thousand horses were galloping, making his chest ache.

Many past images gradually surfaced in my mind.

Song Jin has never been the kind of girl who is timid and dependent on others in relationships. Just like in her studies and career, she is always the one who takes the initiative in matters of the heart.

She always likes to keep the initiative in her own hands.

Even when she sometimes appears gentle and submissive, it's only because she understands the principle that "the most skilled hunters often appear as prey."

Of course, she doesn't give off a domineering vibe. She always carries a unique passion and clarity, perfectly balancing the boundaries in their interactions, making people unconsciously immerse themselves in her world.

It was Song Jin who proposed marriage in the first place. After they crossed the line, she began to "use" him legitimately.

She would turn her head and kiss him during casual conversations, and she would also grab his collar and kiss him while he was doing housework.

She would bluntly demand intimacy in a room shrouded in night.

She is neither coy nor secretive; her words and actions are frank, and her desires are equally frank.

Unfortunately, she was a bird that soared passionately, unwilling to settle peacefully in his territory, and eventually flew far away.

"Song Jinye, who am I?" Bo Sinian gently pinched her chin, pulled her back a little, his eyes filled with a deep darkness, and asked in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse from being aroused.

Song Jin couldn't help but want to get closer to him, her nose rubbing forward as if she were a kitten wanting to be close to its owner.

"Bo Sinian." Her thin lips parted slightly, and her misty breath swirled between the two of them.

The way she spoke those three words sounded exceptionally tender and beautiful, lingering and moist, like a soft thread gently coiling around his heart.

"Song Jinye, remember this: you kissed me first!"

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, his fingertips tightened around her waist, and then he couldn't help but deepen the kiss.

Screw it!

All you want is a kiss, right? He'll give it to you.

Doctor and nurses: "..."

This isn't a deserted area, there are people in the car!

The beauty lasted only three seconds before Bo Sinian's abilities were questioned.

"Bo Sinian, are you no longer capable?" Song Jin frowned, revealing a hint of disgust.

Bo Sinian paused, glancing at her with displeasure. What did she mean? He was young and vigorous, in the prime of his life, so why was he impotent?

"There are still people in the car, don't ruin my reputation," Bo Sinian warned her in a low voice.

Of course, warnings have no effect on a person who is not intellect.

Song Jin was no longer satisfied with just kisses; she reached out and started groping around Bo Sinian's body.

Bo Sinian had no choice but to hold her hand down, not daring to let her succeed.

Fortunately, they arrived at the hospital soon after. With effective medical intervention, Song Jin finally broke free from the effects of the harmful drugs and drifted off to sleep.

This time, Bo Sinian did not inform Jiang Yiran or anyone else.

He stayed in the ward by himself until dawn.

When Song Jin slowly woke up, it was already broad daylight.

Looking at her unfamiliar surroundings, she sat up with a start, her mind filled with questions like, "Who am I?", "Where am I?", and "What am I doing?"

"Awake? How are you feeling now?" Bo Sinian's deep, magnetic voice, along with his tall and upright figure, entered our vision and reached our ears.

Song Jin rubbed her temples, frowning slightly. "What are you doing here?"

The first thing she saw when she woke up was Bo Sinian, a scene that seemed inappropriate for their current relationship.

"Don't you remember what happened?" Bo Sinian walked to her bedside and stood there, his dark eyes narrowed as he stared intently at her.

A hidden current surged in his eyes. He only said this one sentence and then gazed at her silently.

It's as if Song Jin can't even remember that she's a terrible woman!

Song Jin gradually regained consciousness, her expression becoming serious and profound. "Where's Chen Zhihong?"

After asking, she quickly lifted the thin blanket to peek at herself, "Was I...?"

She only remembered that Chen Zhihong drugged her takeout, forcibly took her back to the house next door, and dragged her into a room. She also remembered that the police seemed to have arrived, but she couldn't remember anything after that.

Bo Sinian's face suddenly darkened, his thin lips pressed into a cold, straight line. "Of course not!"

If Chen Zhihong had really done something to Song Jin, his body would already be cold by now.

Upon hearing this, Song Jin breathed a sigh of relief. That's good.

"Then how did you get here?" Song Jin knew this was a hospital. She remembered that when she called the police last night, she also called 120 for herself, so it was normal for her to be in the hospital.

Bo Sinian's facial expressions changed dramatically within a minute.

Her long eyelashes drooped, her displeasure clearly displayed in her eyes, a mixture of restraint and resentment. "You're the one who dragged me here! The doctors and nurses can testify, and the police officers who responded to the call can testify too!"

Song Jinye: "...I'm sorry..."

Bo Sinian was afraid she would deny it when she woke up, so he deliberately left some evidence. He secretly recorded it on his phone, and now Song Jin's gentle voice began to surround the ward.

—Okay, you're not allowed to move here anymore.

—Bo Sinian, I am heartbroken.

—I feel like there are a million ants gnawing at my body, only you, only you can quiet them all down.

—Bo Sinian, kiss me.

Then came the sound of their lips entwining and their heavy breathing.

Song Jin was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. "Why are you recording me?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it clearly," Bo Sinian said matter-of-factly. "Song Jinye, I'm also one of the victims in this incident. Look at how much you kissed me last night!"

Song Jinye: "..." She was too ashamed to listen any longer.

"So who sent you to show up?" At this point, Song Jin suddenly realized something was amiss. "Wait a minute, why were you at Yueyuan at that time?"

It was already 1 a.m. when she went downstairs to throw out the trash. Bo Sinian's presence at Yueyuan at that time seemed suspicious, like something out of a charade.

Bo Sinian: "..."

He was taken aback by the question. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Is it not allowed that I'm going to go and get something?"

Song Jinye: "What are you bringing? Didn't you sell your house a long time ago?"

Bo Sinian looked puzzled. "When did I sell the house? How come I didn't know?"