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Madam Duan firmly believed that her son was just a repressed pervert.

He was a man of few words, but when he spoke, he was a force to be reckoned with. A woman's intuition told her that one day Song Beiyou would definitely fall in love with Duan Yao willingly.

As for Lan Feifei herself, all she can do is play a supporting role and strive to improve herself.

Don't hold your son back, distinguish right from wrong, and be a good mother-in-law who can earn points for your son.

Thinking of this, she said with a "hey," "Did your uncle see my post on WeChat Moments?"

I even tagged him specifically.

Duan Yao didn't see it. He was very busy with work, and after the meeting, he went to choose a gift for Song Beiyou.

After spending several hours carefully selecting the gifts, I rushed back to the Duan Group to begin an important international meeting.

As the sun set and the lights of every household came on, he abruptly ended the ongoing international conference, just to rush back to Jinxiu Manor to find Song Beiyou.

I don't know if Song Beiyou still remembers that he said he would come to apologize, but he certainly remembers it perfectly.

Leaving the office, carrying the gifts I'd spent hours picking out that afternoon, I headed straight for the underground parking lot.

As soon as he got on the bus and took out his phone, he saw his mother's WeChat Moments post tagging him, along with countless messages from her.

Upon opening it, she saw a boastful message showing off that she had added Song Beiyou on WeChat.

The rest were all photos of his mother and Song Beiyou.

One person with a head of white hair was laughing happily, while the other had bright eyes and beautiful hair, and her eyebrows were full of joy, showing that she was in a good mood.

Even Master Duan, who was looking at the photos, couldn't help but smile.

Looking back, he was actually no different from Xie Jingbai. He was attracted to Song Beiyou the first time he saw her, but he didn't dare to admit it at the time.

Before that, no girl could directly touch his soul and make him feel something different.

Song Beiyou is the only one.

Looking back now, the saying "love at first sight" isn't entirely without merit.

He glanced at the time, and the next moment, he said to Yan Li, who was driving in front, "Go to the flower shop."

An apology should at least include a bouquet of flowers.

Yan Li replied, "Okay."

......

At this moment, Song Beiyou, who was sitting in front of her computer at home, had no idea that she had already been targeted by the man at the top of the capital.

She stared intently at the computer screen, smoothly controlling the mouse as she clicked incessantly.

The image on the screen was a frame from the scene where Master Mingyuan appeared at the Song family's residence this morning.

The surveillance video was retrieved by Jia Buxiu at Song Beiyou's request. After sending the video, he also called her, saying that the surveillance video had been tampered with and that he had put in some effort to restore it.

Upon hearing this, Song Beiyou became even more curious about this Master Mingyuan.

This made me even more wary when watching the surveillance video.

After watching it twice, she finally settled on the scene where Song Nanwan appeared and interacted with Mingyuan.

I stared at this scene for a few seconds, then switched to the next scene.

The scene switches to Song Nanwan escorting Mingyuan to the gate of the Song family.

He remained still, staring intently, his pale index and middle fingers tapping lightly on the table.

From a blank expression to a sudden sneer, it only took five seconds.

Just then, Jia Buxiu called her.

Song Beiyou answered the call, "Hello."

Jia Buxiu brought shocking news: "You, as you suspected, Gao Hong had an affair with your biological father, Song He'an, while she was working at the Song Group."

The two of them did it secretly.

Later, when Old Lady Song found out, she drove Gao Hong away.

Upon hearing this, Song Beiyou's smile widened even more.

If you look closely, you can see a hint of something eerie in that smile.

Jia Buxiu's voice rang out again, "You, I also watched the surveillance video, and I watched it several times. Don't you think Master Mingyuan's attitude towards Song Nanwan is very strange?"

It's hard to explain why a famous nun in the capital would give a girl she had no connection with a real smile.

Could there be some dramatic connection involved?

Song Beiyou said in a sudden yet firm tone, "Be bold, absolutely."

Jia Buxiu cursed, "What the hell?"

Song Beiyou's thoughts were clear: "Wouldn't it be clear if we did a paternity test?"

She had a backup plan; she had previously collected test samples from the family because she suspected she wasn't Su Jingxian and Song He'an's biological child.

I had already done a paternity test on myself, but unfortunately, the results showed no problems at all.

To be honest, I was disappointed at that moment. I felt that even though I was their biological child, I couldn't get any love from them.

Fortunately, I eventually came to terms with it and successfully ended the relationship.

The sample is still there, and it was used again because of Mingyuan's emergence.

Come on.

Jia Buxiu knew about this and said, "Okay, I'll collect Mingyuan's samples for you right away."

She's an old nun, she doesn't even have a hair on her head, I'll make her bleed.

Song Beiyou interrupted him, "I'll go myself."

She wanted to have a good look at this person and see how capable she was.

"Alright," Jia Buxiu agreed.

The two exchanged a few more words before ending the call.

I had just put my phone down when the doorbell rang.

Song Beiyou looked towards the door; not many people knew her exact address.

Remembering what the housekeeper, Uncle Chen, had told her during the day that Old Madam Song was going to hire mercenaries to kill her, she got up with a strong sense of vigilance and walked to the surveillance camera near the front door.

Upon closer inspection, "Duan Yao?"

It's not surprising that he knew where he lived; given his status, it wouldn't be difficult for him to find out.

What is he doing here at this time?

Duan Yao, who was outside, seemed to know that Song Beiyou was inside. He suddenly raised his hand and waved at the surveillance camera at the door.

Seeing this, Song Beiyou bit her lower lip lightly, feeling embarrassed as if she had been caught red-handed.

Without hesitation, he calmed himself down and opened the door.

"Third Master Duan," she called out, her voice full of doubt, "What's this?"

Duan Yao raised his other hand, holding out a bunch of yellow roses he had just bought at the flower shop, and handed them to Song Beiyou, saying succinctly, "I've come to apologize."

After saying that, she picked up a gift bag from somewhere, "And this, a small gift."

Song Beiyou suddenly realized what Duan Yao had said.

She thought Duan Yao was joking, but she didn't expect him to be so serious and actually come to apologize in person.

After a helpless laugh, he asked, "You actually believed it?"

Duan Yao suddenly said without batting an eye, "I must be serious with you."

Song Beiyou didn't think much of what he said, and awkwardly dug out a three-bedroom, one-living-room shape from inside his closed-toe shoes with his toes.

She hesitated to extend her hand, feeling that she shouldn't accept the gift.

My mind raced, trying to come up with a good excuse to refuse.

Unfortunately, my mind was completely blocked, and I couldn't think of anything at all.

Duan Yao noticed her hesitation and chuckled softly, "You..."

Just as they were about to say something, Duan Yao's expression suddenly changed, and Song Beiyou did the same, their eyes simultaneously flashing with a sinister aura as they both looked toward the stairwell to the side.

In just one second, Duan Yao flashed into Song Beiyou's house.

Song Beiyou silently closed the door the moment Duan Yao flashed in.

It must be said that this series of movements was fluid and perfectly coordinated.

Song Beiyou and Duan Yao were not ordinary people; they could sense a murderous aura approaching from the stairwell.

As expected, the people who came were the mercenaries Uncle Chen had mentioned.