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

Madam Duan's cell phone continued to ring.

"I'm like a fish in your lotus pond, just to wait for you..."

Click! The call was ruthlessly cut off by Old Madam Duan.

And block them!

Next to Madam Duan was her personal maid, Aunt Yan, who was also Yan Li's aunt.

She has been by Madam Duan's side since she was young, and they are closer than family.

Aunt Yan leaned close to Madam Duan and asked, "Madam, will the young lady start crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide later?"

Madam Duan said, "Never mind, she's so old and still so neurotic."

There's nothing I can do about it. I'm an old woman now. Let society give her a good beating.

"No one can bother me right now, I need to go see my future daughter-in-law."

Aunt Yan, “…”

Wait, isn't this all just a pipe dream? How come you're already calling her your future daughter-in-law?

Classrooms upstairs.

There are still five minutes left in get out of class.

She was very satisfied with Duan Yao's speed in handling things, and the air in the classroom felt much fresher without Qin Shuhao.

As a result, Duan Yao's "good guy" card was added to Song Beiyou's list.

With three minutes left before get out of class ended, Song Beiyou received a message from Jia Buxiu.

It concerns information about the investigation conducted by Master Mingyuan.

Jia Buxiu created a link, and Song Beiyou clicked on it.

Master Mingyuan, whose original name was Gao Hong, was from Tiancheng.

Twenty years ago, he was a mid-level employee of the Song Group, but resigned for unknown reasons.

The year after resigning, she became a nun at Hongfu Temple in Beijing and is now the abbess of Hongfu Temple.

"Twenty years ago?" Song Beiyou murmured upon seeing this timeline. "Still an employee of the Song Group?"

This is interesting.

It's amazing how coincidental it could be.

Furthermore, given Mingyuan's involvement in sending her to Qingshuihe thirteen years ago and his instigation of Old Madam Song to hire mercenaries to kill her this morning, this Master Mingyuan is definitely related to the Song family.

As for what kind of relationship it is, that's probably something that can't be revealed to others.

After all, they can't stand seeing Song Beiyou doing well, and they've killed her time and time again. Could it be that they're getting in the way of Mingyuan, or someone related to Mingyuan?

Thinking of this, Song Beiyou chuckled softly, "Heh~"

With get out of class about to end, he opened his chat window with Jia Buxiu and said, "Pull up all the video clips of Mingyuan appearing at the Song family this morning."

She waited until late at night to carefully consider every little movement, word, and expression of Mingyuan.

Jia Buxiu replied instantly, "OK!"

The bell rang just as I received this message.

Just as lunchtime was approaching at 12 o'clock, everyone in the classroom except Song Beiyou and Duan Yu rushed to the cafeteria as if they hadn't eaten for days.

Song Beiyou had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he slowly put the books into his bag.

Duan Yu next door, like her, had already promised his grandmother he would go home for dinner, so he wasn't in such a hurry.

She even considered hitching a ride with Song Beiyou to the subway station.

Just then, as the two were almost ready to get up, a white-haired head peeked in through the classroom door.

Duan Yu and Song Beiyou looked up at almost the same time.

With just one glance, Duan Yu made an "uh" sound, then looked completely puzzled.

Why is she here?

Song Beiyou continued to look towards the door.

The old man who peeked in gave her a very kind smile, his eyes looking like crescent moons in the sky.

It's both curved and endearing.

She noticed Duan Yu making a sound beside her and turned to look at him. "Who is this old man?"

Seeing her grandmother staring intently at Song Beiyou with a lovesick look, Duan Yu coughed lightly and said, "My dear grandmother."

Song Beiyou understood; that was it.

That's great, my grandma came to pick me up after class.

A strange sense of envy welled up inside her, but she didn't feel it.

She stood up, smiled at Old Madam Duan, and nodded in greeting.

To everyone's surprise, the next second, Old Madam Duan approached her with a smile.

Not only were her steps light and rhythmic, but her smile was even more unrestrained and flamboyant. "Oh my, whose little darling is this?"

Oh my gosh, where did this fairy come from?

"Oh my gosh, if Duan Yu weren't sitting here, I would have thought I'd wandered into a fairyland!"

As he spoke, he had already come up to Song Beiyou, his clear and bright eyes sparkling as he looked her over.

Duan Yu, “…”

I go!

That's so exaggerated.

This is the first time in all my years that I've felt this awkward.

This is the first time I've ever wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it.

He tried to reach out and pull her arm, "Grandma, Grandma, it's over, it's over."

However, it was no use; her hand was slapped away by her own grandmother, who said, "Don't get in my way."

This made Song Beiyou chuckle; it was the first time she had ever seen an old lady so adorable.

I nodded and greeted her again, treating the old lady with utmost respect, "Hello, Madam!"

I'm Song Beiyou, Duan Yu's classmate. It's a pleasure to meet you.

"Oh dear~" Old Madam Duan lost her previous exaggerated manner and for some reason, her eyes welled up with tears.

She was indeed overjoyed, but as she got closer to Song Beiyou, she inadvertently recalled the information about Song Beiyou that she had been asked to investigate.

All I could think of were those incredibly cruel words.

Such as being wrongly accused as a child and sent to a mental hospital by one's own parents, only to return thirteen years later only to find that one's parents still do not love or care for them.

Suddenly, looking at the person in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

What a wonderful child he was! The brightness in his eyes showed how genuine, kind, and loyal he was. How did he end up with such a family?

And then there's Duan Yuan, that blind woman. This child in front of her is clearly neither humble nor arrogant, but she just can't stand him and chooses the one who exudes the scent of green tea the moment she opens her mouth.

I'm speechless. They don't even want to admit she's their daughter.

Seeing the strange expression on Old Madam Duan's face, Song Beiyou couldn't help but ask, "Old Madam, what's wrong?"

When Madam Duan saw her, she said, "I'm sorry, Bei You. I heard a lot about you before I came here, so when I saw you, I felt inexplicably sorry for you."

Please forgive me, Bei You!

Song Beiyou pursed her lips slightly. Her affairs were not a big secret in the capital. She thought to herself that this old lady was quite honest.

She's much better than those who stare at her the moment they meet and then hatch all sorts of schemes.

Her lips curved slightly upward. "It's nothing."

The more Madam Duan looked at Song Beiyou, the more she liked him. When she heard him say that everything was alright, she relaxed completely.

She even stepped forward and took Song Beiyou's hand, leading him out of the classroom, saying, "Great! In that case, let's have lunch together."

I know a really good private restaurant nearby, and I know the owner very well.

Then, Beiyou, could you add me on WeChat while you're at it? We can chat sometime later.

Duan Yu, still standing in the same spot, couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Huh? That's fast!"

"What should I do then?"

What role did he play from beginning to end?

A useless tool?