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

Jiang Yiran was genuinely surprised to see that Song Jin had also brought two children. "Is Auntie that amazing? Did she give birth to twins?"

Song Jin, hearing her speak so recklessly, lightly punched her, "What nonsense are you talking about? Let me introduce you. This is Bo Yi. This is my good friend, Jiang Yiran. You should have met her before, right?"

After all, Zhou Chu and Bo Sinian were friends from the same circle.

Jiang Yiran was startled and whispered in Song Jinye's ear, "Why did you bring her here?"

She had indeed met Bo Yi, but she was still young then. Little girls change every day, so it's normal that she didn't recognize her at first.

However, Bo Yi is the daughter of Bo Sinian and Song Zhaoyun. She doesn't understand Song Jinye's actions. Isn't she afraid of being offended?

"Sister, you're Jin Bao'er's friend, so you're my friend too. I... I didn't bring a gift today. Do you like this hair clip? It's the first time I've worn it today. How about I give it to you? This red hair clip goes really well with your pretty red dress." Bo Yi said softly, smiling sweetly at Jiang Yiran.

Jiang Yiran stared at the Miu Miu red hair clip that had suddenly appeared in her hand, completely bewildered by a three-year-old girl for the first time.

No wonder she's the daughter of a big shot; she gives away hair clips worth thousands of dollars like they're wholesale.

The key is that little mouth of hers; it's so sweet, like it's been coated with honey.

For the first time in her life, she felt a pang of jealousy towards Song Zhaoyun. How could he have given birth to such a lovely daughter?

"Who bought you this hair clip? Won't your mother be unhappy if you just give it to me like this?" Jiang Yiran teased her.

She thought that if Song Zhaoyun knew that his precious daughter had given the hair clip to her, his mortal enemy, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot.

"No, I bought this myself." After saying that, Bo Yi excitedly huddled with Xiao Jiu to look at the menu.

During the meal, seeing Bo Yi's well-mannered demeanor, Jiang Yiran couldn't help but sigh, "To be honest, Bo Yi has really been raised very well. Or maybe that's not entirely accurate, but I feel that this little girl has an innate air of nobility. You have that air, Bo Sinian has that air, but Song Zhaoyun doesn't. Luckily, Bo Yi wasn't raised by Song Zhaoyun, otherwise she would definitely have been corrupted."

Although Jiang Yiran spoke quietly, Song Jin was afraid that Bo Yi would overhear and affect the child's physical and mental health, so she changed the subject.

"Let's raise a glass together. We've finally reclaimed Qingwuyuan, and from now on, we have a home to return to and roots to protect. May we all enjoy peace and harmony throughout the seasons!"

Jiang Yiran immediately raised her glass, "Congratulations! With the old house back, all the bad luck has gone. I wish my best friend good fortune and wealth entering her home, a bright future, and all things prosperous!"

Seeing this, the two little ones quickly raised their cups and joined in the fun.

After finishing their meal, Song Jin took the two little ones to the restroom.

People who saw her with her two children were filled with envy, saying, "Are these twins yours? They're so beautiful, like little celestial children in front of a Bodhisattva. Children really do resemble their mothers; they're so good-looking."

Song Jin was at a loss for words. Xiao Jiu did look like her; anyone with eyes could see that.

Bo Yi looks like her? That's a bit outrageous.

But then I thought about it, and maybe they just complimented me because the child was pretty and cute.

So she smiled and nodded, without explaining further.

When they returned to the table to call Jiang Yiran to help them clear the table, they found that the beautiful woman, who had been all smiles and full of food, was now puffed up like a pufferfish.

"What's wrong? Who upset our Miss Jiang?" Song Jin was holding the hands of two children on either side, and also had to worry about this emotional adult.

Jiang Yiran handed her phone to Song Jinye, which displayed Song Zhaoyun's WeChat Moments: "Night falls, my beloved is by my side, I've enjoyed myself to the fullest today."

The accompanying photo is a selfie of her with food, with one hand visible beside her, wearing a simple band ring. Anyone who knows Bo Sinian would recognize him immediately.

"They leave the kids to you to take care of, while the two of them leisurely have a candlelight dinner. What do they take you for?" Jiang Yiran became angrier the more she thought about it.

"What's there to be upset about? They're an engaged couple, isn't it normal for them to have dinner together? Besides, it's not some candlelight dinner, the background is obviously the Song family villa." Song Jin didn't think there was anything to be unhappy about, and no one could affect her joy at taking back Qingwu Garden.

Jiang Yiran was even angrier after hearing this. She pinched her philtrum like a lit firecracker, "Is he even human? He abandoned his child to someone else and ran off to his in-laws' house to have a good time with them. If it were me, I would rush back to the Song family right now and overturn their table."

Song Jin rolled up his sleeves, grabbed her arm, and said, "Let's go, right now!"

Jiang Yiran looked surprised: "Huh?"

Song Jinye: "Weren't you going to flip the table? I'll grant your wish and take you with me."

The air froze for a second, then the two looked at each other and couldn't help but chuckle.

Song Jin also made a lighthearted joke, defusing Jiang Yiran's anger with minimal effort.

When they parted, Song Jin also handed Jiang Yiran the anime character portrait of Bo Sinian.

Jiang Yiran glanced at it and couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap! This is so cool! I mean, your painting skills are simply divine. If I had known you had this skill, I would never have agreed to your retirement from the art world."

"I have a feeling we're going to strike it rich!" Which girl wouldn't be smitten by someone as handsome as Bo Sinian? She was very confident that Song Zhaoyun would buy him and enshrine him.

*

Song Jin first sent Shen Jiuran back, and then took Bo Yi back to the old house.

Unexpectedly, Bo Sinian returned before her.

He sat in the living room, typing away on his phone, it was unclear whether he was discussing work or flirting with Song Zhaoyun.

Hearing the noise at the door, he slightly turned his body, saw them, immediately stood up, and scooped up his daughter, rushing towards her. "How was it? Did you enjoy your meal?"

Bo Yi nodded her head quickly, looking adorable like a chick catching rice, her eyes crinkling as she sweetly told him, "I'm so happy, I even made a new friend!"

Bo Sinian's expression tightened slightly, but he casually inquired about the identity of his new friend.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced meaningfully at Song Jinye. Could she be taking his daughter to meet another man?

Bo Yi replied in a childish voice, "It's Sister Ran."

His tense nerves gradually relaxed, and Bo Sinian sincerely thanked Song Jinye: "Thank you for your hard work."

The more time Song Jin spent with Bo Yi, the more she liked her. "Bo Yi is very well-behaved."

She greeted them and went upstairs first.

The next day, when she got off work, she saw several missed calls on her phone, some from Song Zhaoyun and some from Bo Sinian.

There was another message from Song Zhaoyun: "Song Jinye, how dare you lay a hand on my daughter! If anything happens to Yiyi, I will never let you get away with this!"

Song Jin's heart sank. Had something happened to Bo Yi?