Don't mess with her! This powerful young lady is loved by the bigwigs of Beijing's elite c

Su Jingxian chimed in, "Yes, Wanwan."

Don't worry, your sister doted on you when you were little. I'll talk to her about it when she gets back.

Listen to your grandma, don't cry.

Besides, Jeremy Lin likes you; in this day and age, engagements are a joke.

......

Outside the villa.

Uncle Chen was leading Song Beiyou into the house.

The conversation inside the room could be heard clearly.

Uncle Chen scratched his head awkwardly and looked at Song Beiyou.

Seeing that she didn't react, he raised his voice, "Miss is back!"

"Madam, Madam, Second Miss, our eldest young lady is back!"

Song Beiyou's lips twitched slightly.

She disdainfully distanced herself from him.

Uncle Chen's actions, including the delicate pinky finger that appeared out of nowhere, really resembled those of a head eunuch in a palace drama.

So effeminate!

After he finished speaking, the conversation that was about to continue inside the room stopped.

instantly.

Accompanied by the "clack-clack-clack" sound of high heels hitting the floor tiles, Su Jingxian jogged out of the house.

"Bei You".

Upon seeing the person, Su Jingxian slowed her pace until she stopped half a meter in front of Song Beiyou.

When Song Beiyou saw the person, his eyebrows lifted slightly.

Her lips parted slightly, and she was about to utter the word "Mom" when Song Nanwan came out of the house, "Sister!"

She was more adept at handling situations than Su Jingxian; she immediately opened her arms enthusiastically, ready to hug Song Beiyou.

Unfortunately, Song Beiyou didn't like this kind of contact. He slightly turned his body, and Song Nanwan missed her target.

Now, it's unclear whether Song Nanwan is prone to crying, but she instantly became aggrieved.

With red eyes, she looked at Su Jingxian and asked, "Mom, doesn't my sister recognize me?"

Does it mean you don't love me anymore?

I remember she wasn't like this before.

Su Jingxian was a noblewoman with little opinion of her own, and the only person she had kept by her side all these years was Song Nanwan.

Seeing this, he instinctively stepped forward, hugged her, and stroked her, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, your sister just hasn't been home for too long."

It will be fine in a few days.

After comforting her, Su Jingxian turned to Song Beiyou and said, "Beiyou, come and comfort your sister."

Uncle Chen, standing to the side, was speechless.

Isn't this inappropriate?

The other person had just returned and hadn't even sat down yet, and you're already asking her to comfort her younger daughter?

Besides, they didn't really do anything.

Song Beiyou, “…”

His eyes dimmed considerably.

This is the first time I've felt so speechless.

This is the first time I've felt that the word "green tea" is so intuitive.

He wasn't too sad, a mocking smile playing on his lips as he shook his head and looked at the old lady sitting on the sofa inside.

Step inside.

He ignored any attempts to comfort his sister.

"You, Bei You."

Su Jingxian was flustered when she saw her go in.

I was at a loss for what to do.

I don't know whether I should comfort Song Nanwan first or settle Song Beiyou in first.

The old lady sitting on the sofa knew she had come in, so she stopped fiddling with her prayer beads and looked up at her.

The grandfather and grandson stared at each other.

Madam Song's expression remained serious, while Song Beiyou's indifference was tinged with a hint of a smile.

She nodded, and as she sat down opposite Madam Song, she said slowly, "It's been a long time, Grandma."

Back then, it was this kind grandmother who, believing the nonsense of some master, sent her to the Qingshuihe Mental Sanatorium.

She was only 6 years old at the time, and she was gone for a full 13 years.

Look! This time, even the mothers are showing favoritism to the extremes.

Of course, the Song family was biased even before they went there.

After all, the crying child gets the milk.

Old Madam Song's wrinkled eyes shone brightly as she scrutinized Song Beiyou's face. "It seems you've had a good time in Qingshuihe all these years."

She's getting more and more beautiful.

Just like when she was a child, she was already a beauty even before she fully grew up.

Now it seems even more so; even Song Nanwan, the universally acknowledged school beauty, pales in comparison when standing in front of her.

Song Beiyou smiled politely and said, "Thank you."

No sooner had she finished thanking him than Old Madam Song suddenly raised her voice, "However, you are still just as ill-mannered as you were when you were a child."

I don't think I asked you to sit down!

Is it because his mental state hasn't fully recovered?

His tone was quite harsh, and his words were full of ruthlessness.

As she said this, Su Jingxian brought Song Nanwan over.

Song Nanwan immediately sat down next to Grandma Song and held her hand tightly. "Grandma, what are you doing?"

My sister just got back.

Don't scare her.

Su Jingxian knew she felt guilty towards her eldest daughter, so she put her hand on Song Beiyou's shoulder and said, "Yes, Mom, give Beiyou some time."

Su Jingxian spoke quite naturally, but Song Beiyou's body stiffened because of the hands on his shoulders.

Hmm! Well...

Not used to it.

Furthermore, even though this is home, I feel like an outsider.

Fortunately, her spirit has been tempered and strengthened over the past thirteen years.

He looked back at Madam Song with a completely expressionless face.

Madam Song frowned and continued to stare at Song Beiyou. "Alright."

Since the nursing home says you're fine, you should stay home from now on.

I'll have your dad find you a teacher to learn something later.

I don't expect you to bring anything to the Song family, I only ask that you don't tarnish our family's reputation as you have in the past.

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, go and rest for a while. I'll have your mother take you to the Qin family later."

Apologize to Madam Qin first, then cancel your engagement with Qin Shuhao.

He and your sister have been seeing each other for a while.

Song Beiyou was known for his stable temperament when he was in Qingshuihe.

However, she is also known for being so unpredictable once she loses her temper that nothing can change her mind.

Originally, her posture was extremely upright.

The moment Madam Song finished speaking, she suddenly leaned back on the sofa and became casual.

Then, a few cold words came from her mouth: "I do not intend to annul the engagement."