The Bo family villa.

Jiang Xinyue returned home alone. She turned on the living room light, and the originally dark room instantly became bright.

Looking at the huge villa, with only her there, Jiang Xinyue felt a sense of loneliness, and even more so, a sense of sorrow.

Involuntarily, memories of the happy days when the three of them were together as a family surfaced in her mind.

Those scenes, so beautiful, shattered before her eyes in an instant.

Just like her heart, it was breaking little by little, and could never be made whole again.

Bo Jingcheng and his son didn't return until 9 p.m.

Jiang Xinyue had already taken a shower, changed into her pajamas, and was drying her wet hair in her room.

Bo Jingcheng pulled Bo Xuan along, pushed open the door, and carefully came up behind her.

"Wife, let me blow-dry your hair!" Bo Jingcheng saw Jiang Xinyue blowing her hair and, as always, volunteered to do it for her.

"No need, I'm almost done playing." This time, Jiang Xinyue refused without hesitation.

Bo Jingcheng's smile froze, and Bo Xuan also noticed Jiang Xinyue's unhappiness, guessing that she was still angry.

So, Bo Xuan tilted his head and looked at Bo Jingcheng in front of him, and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, didn't you buy Mommy a gift? Take it out and give it to Mommy."

Bo Jingcheng snapped out of his daze and realized that he had indeed bought a gift. He slapped his forehead. "My bad, I forgot about it. Honey, wait for me, I'll go downstairs and get you the gift right away."

Bo Jingcheng hurriedly ran downstairs, and soon returned with a carefully wrapped gift box.

Back in the room, he handed the gift to Jiang Xinyue, his eyes full of anticipation: "Wife, open it and see, I hope you like it."

Jiang Xinyue looked up at the man in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and then accepted the gift.

When she opened the box, she saw a delicate little chain bag, from a brand she had admired for a long time and that she liked the most.

"Honey, I know you've had your eye on this bag for a long time, but you've been hesitant to buy it. I was thinking of buying it for you as a token of my appreciation for this time..."

Before Bo Jingcheng could finish speaking, Jiang Xinyue interrupted, "Is this compensation for what I did for you during this time?"

This bag costs two or three hundred thousand yuan on the official website, but she has always been reluctant to buy it.

It has to be said that Bo Jingcheng was really generous; he went to great lengths to apologize to her.

Bo Jingcheng said with a flattering look, "Wife, look how much I care about you. I even bought you your favorite bag. Please don't be angry with me anymore."

Jiang Xinyue stared intently at the bag, her fingertips gently tracing its delicate texture. After a long while, she slowly spoke, "Bo Jingcheng, do you think a bag can cure all ills?"

Her voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable power.

Bo Jingcheng opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

Bo Xuan glanced at his father, then at his mother, and tugged at Jiang Xinyue's sleeve with his little hand: "Mommy, Daddy knows he was wrong, so please forgive him, okay?"

Bo Xuan's childish voice was full of pleading.

Jiang Xinyue looked at her son's innocent little face and her heart softened, but when she thought about what the father and son had done during this period, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"Xuanxuan, why don't you go to sleep first? Mom and Dad have something to talk about." She tried to make her tone sound gentle.

Although Bo Xuan was unwilling, he obediently nodded and left the room, looking back every few steps.

After the door closed, Jiang Xinyue took a deep breath and looked directly into Bo Jingcheng's eyes: "Bo Jingcheng, what I want is not a luxury item, but the company and care of my family. Lately, you've been leaving early and coming home late. Have you rekindled your old flame with Shen Siyao?"

As she spoke, her eyes gradually reddened, and her voice trembled involuntarily, "You promised me you wouldn't see her again, but you still kept her at the company. Do you know how disappointed I am?"

Bo Jingcheng lowered his head, not daring to look Jiang Xinyue in the eye.

“Xinyue, Siyao has just returned to China and has no relatives or friends. Her career has just begun, and I just wanted to help her out.”

A flash of anger and disappointment crossed Jiang Xinyue's eyes. "Help her? Bo Jingcheng, have you ever thought about my feelings? You know how much I mind her existence, yet you still do this. You keep saying you want to give me and Xuanxuan a better life, but your actions make me feel that this family isn't that important to you at all."

Bo Jingcheng quickly looked up and anxiously explained, "Xinyue, don't think like that. Siyao and I are really just ordinary friends. I kept her at the company purely because I recognized her abilities. She can indeed help the company in terms of business. I swear, I have no other thoughts about her. I only have you and Xuanxuan in my heart."

Jiang Xinyue sneered, "Ordinary friends? Is this how you treat ordinary friends? You're busy helping her with company affairs every day, but you don't have time for your wife and children." She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I chose to believe you time and time again, but you disappointed me time and time again."

Bo Jingcheng stepped forward, wanting to hug Jiang Xinyue, but she dodged him by turning to the side.

He reluctantly lowered his hand, looking regretful: "Xinyue, it was my oversight that made you suffer. I'll talk to Siyao tomorrow and ask her to leave the company. I'll keep my distance from her from now on and never let you be sad about this again."

Jiang Xinyue looked at him, her eyes full of scrutiny. "Can you really do it? Bo Jingcheng, I don't want to go through this kind of anxiety anymore. If you really care about this family, please prove it with your actions."

Bo Jingcheng nodded vigorously, "I can do it, Xinyue. I promise that starting tomorrow, I will rearrange my work and spend more time with you and Xuanxuan. As for Siyao, I will handle everything and will not let her affect our lives anymore."

Jiang Xinyue sighed softly, her voice tinged with weariness: "I hope you'll keep your word this time, otherwise, I really don't know how much further we can go."

Bo Jingcheng reached out and hugged her, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes. "Xinyue, I'm sorry."

Jiang Xinyue nestled in his arms, but her eyes were filled with coldness.

What she wanted was to arouse Bo Jingcheng's guilt and drive Shen Siyao away from the Bo Group; this was only the first step.

As long as this woman remains in the company, it will be increasingly disadvantageous for her.

Bo Jingcheng held Jiang Xinyue in his arms, feeling the warmth of her body, and secretly vowed to make up for the neglect he had caused during this period.

Jiang Xinyue leaned against him, but her thoughts drifted far away.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and onto the bedroom floor.

Bo Jingcheng got up early and went into the kitchen, intending to make a sumptuous breakfast for Jiang Xinyue and Bo Xuan.

He frantically fried eggs, boiled milk, and toasted some bread. Although things went wrong along the way, his eyes were full of seriousness.

When Jiang Xinyue got up, she was slightly taken aback when she saw Bo Jingcheng busy in the kitchen.

Hearing footsteps, Bo Jingcheng turned around with a fawning smile on his face: "Wife, you're up. Try my cooking today."

Jiang Xinyue nodded gently and sat down at the dining table.