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Su Jingxian quickly stood up, not daring to mention that Song Beiyou had left the Song family a few days earlier. She only said, "Young man, he was probably a bit too playful. I hope Madam Qin can give our Beiyou a few more minutes."

Song He'an sat to the side, not daring to offend the Qin family, let alone the Duan family from which Duan Yuan came. "Yes, Madam Qin, our Bei You just returned to the capital. She must have been attracted by something new on the way here."

I'll have Jingxian call her and urge her right away.

Then, he looked at Su Jingxian and said, "Jingxian, why don't you hurry up and call Beiyou?"

Su Jingxian, “…”

Confused.

No, she didn't know Song Beiyou's phone number.

The child left again less than a day after returning to the Song family. Why should I call her?

Looking at Song He'an with extreme embarrassment, she said, "I don't have her number."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Everyone had their own thoughts and looked at the Song couple with different expressions.

Duan Yao looked towards the door, his eyes deep and a hint of contempt rising on his lips.

Holding the teacup in his hand, he drank it all in one gulp and then slammed the teacup down on the tea tray, making a jarring sound.

No one knew what was wrong with Duan Yao, but they could feel a terrifying aura emanating from him.

Except for Old Qin, who was in the main seat, everyone shrank back.

Song Nanwan sat in an inconspicuous place, feeling both secretly pleased and nervous.

The secret joy stemmed from the fact that Song Beiyou hadn't arrived yet, and it was highly likely that he was truly dead and unable to come.

The tension was palpable because her engagement with Qin Shuhao was about to become hers; her heart was pounding like a deer.

The atmosphere at the scene became eerie at that moment.

They stopped urging Song Beiyou and just waited.

I waited for about twenty more minutes.

This time, Qin Shuhao got impatient and stood up to look at his grandfather. "Grandpa, since Song Beiyou is unpunctual and untrustworthy, there's no need for us to wait for her anymore."

Today, in front of my uncle, I request that you issue another statement explaining my engagement with Song Beiyou.

He realized that only by having his grandfather step forward again could he dispel the prejudice against him from the outside world.

Yesterday he didn't dare to tell his grandfather directly, but today is different. His maternal uncle, Duan Yao, is present and can support him.

Song Beiyou is indeed perfectly handsome, but compared to a good reputation, he would choose a good reputation without even thinking.

With Qin Shuhao's voice, Song Nanwan felt she needed to seize the opportunity and hurriedly ran out, "Grandpa Qin, Third Master Duan."

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Qin Shuhao looked at Song Nanwan with great gratitude.

As expected, his Wanwan is still the best; she's gentle and understanding.

Duan Yuan was very satisfied with Song Nanwan's behavior at this moment. Taking advantage of her younger brother's presence, she said, "Yes, sir, Shuhao and Wanwan are in love."

"You see, they're all from the Song family, so why don't we change the names on the engagement? Then we can issue a statement to clarify things for everyone."

Like Duan Yao, Old Master Qin possessed an imposing aura that commanded respect even without anger.

He took a sip of tea and looked at Song He'an. "He'an, what do you have to say about this?"

Song He'an spoke up, "I agree with Madam Qin's statement."

Although we don't know how Beiyou was exceptionally admitted to Imperial University as a transfer student, the fact that she spent time in a mental hospital cannot be changed.

I believe that a prestigious family like your Qin family shouldn't marry a woman with such a stain on her reputation.

After saying this, Song He'an tugged at Su Jingxian.

Su Jingxian was so protective of Song Nanwan that she didn't care about anything else. "Yes, our Wanwan is very well-behaved, kind, and considerate, even more so than Bei You."

We implore you, sir, to have mercy and grant Wanwan and Shuhao their wish to be together.

Having someone to back you up makes all the difference; Song Nanwan straightened her back considerably and looked towards the head of the table.

Just as they looked up, Duan Yu rolled his eyes at them, hands on his hips, "No, are you sure you're Song Beiyou's family?"

I just find it weird. You guys are putting others down with your words, making it seem like you're sworn enemies.

I think the ones who's sick are you guys, you're all suffering from favoritism!

Qin Shuhao glared at Duan Yu, "You have no right to speak here."

Also, your taste is really bad; you like a lunatic who just came out of a mental hospital.

The air condensed instantly.

Duan Yu rolled up his sleeves, eager to have a fight with Qin Shuhao.

Unexpectedly, halfway through rolling up his sleeves, the imposing Duan Yao suddenly spoke up, "Duan Yu is right, I've learned something new too."

His voice was calm, but with just one sentence, he dragged the Song family into the mud and ruthlessly trampled them.

Song Nanwan's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Duan Yu was secretly thrilled.

The others remained frozen in place.

Duan Yuan: "No, Yao, aren't you going a bit too far with what you're saying?"

Duan Yao smiled and glanced at the group in front of him. "Compared to you, we are nothing."

Duan Yuan looked as if her throat had been choked, and her face turned pale.

No, she called Duan Yao to help her, but instead he started arguing with her.

The others were the same, not quite understanding why Duan Yao did this.

Only Duan Yu felt a surge of inner satisfaction once again.

Outside the living room, Song Beiyou was led in by the maid.

The Qin family's old house was very large, but her hearing was excellent.

I heard everything from the moment Duan Yu started criticizing Qin Shuhao, and my lips curved into a smile.

When Duan Yao uttered his sharp tongue, she became even more delighted.

I never expected that the famous Third Master Duan would speak so directly, not even giving his own sister any face.

interesting!

Song Beiyou stepped over the smooth marble threshold of the Qin family's old house and continued forward, entering the living room where the atmosphere was very stiff.

A clear voice came from her mouth, "Sorry, there was traffic on the way, I'm a little late."

In fact, she did it on purpose.

If you come too early, you probably won't see the show she wants to see.

Sure enough, the group of people who had their backs to Song Beiyou suddenly turned around, and Song Nanwan let out an untimely scream the moment she turned around.

His face then turned pale.

He shook his head, muttering, "Impossible, impossible."

How could Song Beiyou be alright? Wasn't he killed by He Qian's people?

How come it's still perfectly fine?

Duan Yao noticed the overreaction and abnormality, and his gaze shifted to another level.

Old Master Qin hadn't said much, and seemed to be in a bad mood, as he was waiting for Song Beiyou.

Seeing her come in, he ignored why Song Nanwan had screamed and waved to Song Beiyou, "Song girl, you've finally arrived."

Long time no see! I heard from Lao Jia that you've been studying at God's Academy. That's good.

Song Beiyou nodded to him, "May Elder Qin be well."

The usually dignified Qin Zheng'an smiled kindly, "Good, good."

Before everyone could react to Song Nanwan's exclamation, they were stunned again when they heard Old Master Qin greeting Song Beiyou so familiarly.

The next second, Song Beiyou, who was late, went straight to the point, "Since my fiancé and Miss Song Nanwan are in love and affectionate, then let's grant them their wish."