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Yan Li stood to the side, looking at the two tablets in front of his Third Master, and subconsciously took two steps back, afraid that he wouldn't have time to dodge when his master lost his temper.

A tablet is playing a video clip of Ms. Song Beiyou's competition on an infinite loop.

The other tablet was filled with online comments about Song Beiyou, mostly people calling him "wife."

Yan Li noticed that his third master seemed to be in a good mood while watching the game videos.

A sense of pride welled up within the elderly father, bringing him a feeling of satisfaction.

But when I read those comments, something felt really off; it gave me a feeling of hatred, like my wife had been stolen.

If he could, he reckon he would also go online and kill those netizens who keep calling him "wife".

After a long while, when Duan Yao had stared at the dance video no less than eighty times, he finally spoke up, saying to Yan Li, "Have these people no shame?"

"Whose wife is she? Why are you calling her that so confidently?"

Yan Li was speechless. "Third Master, these are all internet slang terms. It's normal to call someone 'wife'."

There might be a group of women calling you "husband" in places you don't know about.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yao's face darkened even more. "Delete the video."

He believes that only by deleting the video can the problem be eradicated at its root, since Song Beiyou in that video is simply too attractive.

He likes a video every time he watches it.

Song Beiyou was still the same as when he first met her—charming yet refined, possessing a resilience that most people lacked.

So much so that after watching the video a full eighty times, his possessiveness had reached an unprecedented level.

Therefore, this video must be deleted.

After internally criticizing his third master for being "stingy," Yan Li thought, "No way, Third Master, I already had the technical department handle it. That video simply can't be deleted."

"Oh?" Duan Yao asked in surprise.

After thinking about it, there were almost no videos that their Duan Group's technology department couldn't delete.

Unless someone is deliberately manipulating the charts for this video.

This person is very likely Song Beiyou himself.

Thinking of this, Duan Yao was quite certain that Song Beiyou had his own motives.

Then we'll do as she says and not delete it.

But comments were not allowed, so he instructed, "Keep the video, delete the comments."

Yan Li replied, "Understood."

He was efficient, and in no time, only Song Beiyou's competition video remained on the entire internet.

The thousands of comments that used to be under each video have all disappeared.

...

Duan Yao is not the only one who has watched videos eighty times.

The same applies to Old Madam Duan and Duan Yu at the Duan family's old residence.

The grandfather and grandson, one wearing reading glasses and the other wearing nearsighted glasses.

The two of them snuggled together on the leather sofa.

Madam Duan couldn't hide her admiration. "My goodness! How can your uncle be worthy of Youyou?"

Right, my dear grandson?

Duan Yu's mouth was so wide it could fit a shoe; he couldn't imagine what their benefactor couldn't do.

Before this video came out, he was somewhat resistant to the idea that his uncle liked Song Beiyou.

After all, there is indeed an age gap between the two, and he cannot accept that his future aunt is a year younger than him.

However, after seeing the video of the competition today, his opinion changed.

She believed that there was no one in the world more suitable for Song Beiyou than her uncle.

Rather than letting some stinky man end up benefiting from it later, it's better to let it go to my own brother-in-law directly.

One is strong, and the other is strong too; when these two powers combine, they are invincible!

Correct!

I couldn't help but give myself a pat on the back, vowing to become a catalyst for warming up the relationship between my uncle and future aunt from this day forward.

......

That end.

Qin Shuhao and Duan Yuan were depressed after returning to the Qin family.

Just then, Old Master Qin came over today and saw the expressions on the mother and son's faces, so he joked, "You just got engaged yesterday, why are you all so gloomy today?"

Is he dissatisfied with his fiancée?

These words only made things worse, as they made Duan Yuan, who had a short temper, unhappy. She simply snorted and remained silent.

Qin Shuhao, however, boldly questioned Grandpa Qin, "Grandpa, do you know something?"

Who exactly is Song Beiyou?

When you insisted that I accept the marriage agreement with her, did you already know about her?

I know she's not crazy!

Old Master Qin sighed, then smiled, "Those who don't heed the advice of their elders will suffer the consequences."

It's all too late!

"Grandpa!" Qin Shuhao disliked his grandfather's pretentious attitude and spoke more forcefully.

Old Master Qin, however, wore a playful expression, believing that his grandson should experience such twists and turns so that he would know that some things and some people, once missed, are gone forever.

After bursting into laughter a few times, he asked, "Do you know who lives in the Qingshuihe Mental Health Sanatorium?"

Qin Shuhao shook his head, "Besides a bunch of lunatics, I only know Jia Xiuping, the old man. He even spoke up for Song Beiyou last time."

However, it's no secret that Old Jia is in poor mental health, so it's not surprising that Song Beiyou knew him living in Qingshuihe.

Old Master Qin shook his head, his laughter even more arrogant than before, yet a hint of helplessness could be seen in his smile. "Utterly foolish!"

If Jia Xiuping is mentally unstable, then there is no one in the entire country with good mental health.

Duan Yuan, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized that her mother, Old Madam Duan, had also said the same thing, saying that Jia Xiuping was the most clear-headed person in the world.

He quickly interjected, "Dad, so Song Beiyou, her?"

At this moment, Old Master Qin finally made no attempt to hide his true feelings: "Looking across the capital and across China, all those influential people treat her as their own daughter."

If Song Beiyou wants to go east, they will never force her to go west.

The Song family is blind to talent, and you are just like them!

These three sentences were so powerful that Duan Yuan's legs went weak.

Qin Shuhao was as if struck by lightning, his vision went completely blank.

After a long, long time, the mother and son recovered, but the regret in their hearts just wouldn't go away.

......

At this time, the Song family became even more lively.

After Song Nanwan came back, she kept smashing things. Many valuable items in the living room were smashed to pieces by her.

Madam Song didn't go to the scene and had no idea what happened.

After hearing what Su Jingxian and the others said, he sat firmly in his seat and couldn't move.

His face was deathly pale, like that of a dead person.

Adding to the sudden economic crisis of the Song Group, it is said that Duan Yao declared to all businesses, large and small, in the capital that anyone who dared to cooperate with the Song Group would die.

Therefore, she had only one thought in her mind at that moment: Song Beiyou was a devil.

Otherwise, why would they be so hard to kill? They can't even kill mercenaries.

In her panic, she could only rely on Master Mingyuan and placed all her hopes on him.

She got up and went back to her room.

Just as I was about to sit down, Uncle Chen rushed in from outside the door.

He ran up to Madam Song and said, "Madam, the information you asked me to investigate about Master Mingyuan is out."

Only then did Madam Song remember that she had asked Uncle Chen to investigate Master Mingyuan. "Speak," she said.

Thinking to himself that it was probably nothing serious, he would ask Uncle Chen to invite the master over after he finished speaking.

Little did she know, the information Uncle Chen found was beyond her imagination.

"Master Mingyuan's original name was Gao Hong. He was an employee of our Song Group 20 years ago."

"Back then, you even tried to break her up with Mr. Song He'an, didn't you?"