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

Song He'an wanted to chase after him, but when he turned around, he met Duan Yao's gloomy eyes.

In an instant, his legs became completely immobile, as if they were nailed to the ground.

Duan Yao gave Yan Li a look, signaling him to handle the situation, while he followed Song Beiyou and led her into the elevator.

Besides Yan Li, the only people present were Song He'an, Su Jingxian, and Ming Yuan, who died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Yan Li waved his finger, and many of his men emerged from the shadows to deal with Ming Yuan's body, while he walked up to Song He'an and Su Jingxian.

After recovering from Duan Yao's intimidation, Song He'an greeted Yan Li in a very obsequious manner, "Assistant Yan."

Yan Li was used to this kind of sycophantic behavior and dealt with it decisively: "Did you all hear that?"

Miss Song Beiyou isn't part of your family, so stay away from her in the future.

Otherwise, the Song family's situation wouldn't be as simple as just being on the verge of bankruptcy.

Upon hearing this, Song He'an immediately understood.

How could he not know?

He no longer dared to covet either Duan Yao or Song Beiyou; bankruptcy, Ming Yuan's death, and Song Nanwan's infamy were the best proof of that.

Nothing is more important than survival.

He helped Su Jingxian up from the ground. "Let's go, don't embarrass yourself."

Yan Li watched their departing figures and shook his head.

The Song family is no longer capable of causing trouble. Neither Miss Song Beiyou nor their Third Master Duan will allow them to cause any more trouble.

That old lady Song is not doing well either.

The moment it was revealed that Song Nanwan was Mingyuan's biological daughter, she suffered a sudden heart attack, and her current condition is dire.

This is all fate.

Cause and effect are a cycle; Heaven is watching what people do.

......

Over there, Song Beiyou was led out of the elevator by Duan Yao.

Song Beiyou looked around the area but couldn't find a place to wash his hands.

Seeing this, Duan Yao grabbed her wrist without hesitation and said, "Let's go to the car and I'll take care of it for you."

Song Beiyou was still reeling from Mingyuan's words when she looked up and stared at Duan Yao's face.

His gaze was intense, yet tinged with hostility.

Duan Yao sensed it and slightly raised his eyes. "What?"

Song Beiyou was very direct, "You saw it all, my hands were covered in blood, I killed someone."

I'm not a good person; when I lose my temper, I'm ruthless.

Duan Yao's lips twitched slightly, and he looked at Song Beiyou with pity in his eyes. "That person deserved to die. If it were me, I would be even more ruthless than you."

Moreover, I am not a good person.

When my hands were covered in blood, you were just a little kid.

After saying that, before Song Beiyou could speak again, he said, "Listen to me, go to the car, I'll clean your hands for you."

moment.

Inside Duan Yao's black Cullinan.

Duan Yao sat in the driver's seat, while Song Beiyou sat in the passenger seat.

Duan Yao held her hands and let him wipe them clean one by one with wet wipes.

Duan Yao's movements were gentle and delicate, quite different from his image.

Song Beiyou was initially a little uncomfortable and quite embarrassed.

Gradually, seeing that even a huge CEO like him had no objections, they just went along with it.

The assessment that Duan Yao was a good person formed in my mind once again, and at this moment I felt a warmth in my heart that I had never felt before.

Gradually, she completely gave him her hands.

Her thoughts began to drift, recalling Mingyuan's words before his death.

[Isn't she Su Jingxian's daughter?]

Su Jingxian's eldest daughter was switched at birth by Mingyuan.

Su Jingxian's two daughters were involved in two separate incidents: one was switched at birth, and the other was thrown off a cliff.

"Ha~"

Thinking of this, Song Beiyou couldn't help but give a bitter smile.

Poisoning?

Poisoned?

A plot so outrageous that even melodramatic TV shows wouldn't dare to portray it actually happened to her.

It's probably not poison.

If she had been poisoned and her genes altered, she would definitely have been able to detect the abnormality in herself over the years.

After all, she had studied under Zhong Lao, the number one drug master in China, in Qingshuihe for a full ten years.

She knows all the rarest poisons in the world.

Therefore, all that remains is the Gu.

Yes, it's a poison!

The Gu is formless and colorless, and can reside in a person's body for decades.

According to the Gu book, in ancient times, wives and concubines would compete for the emperor's favor, and would bribe Gu masters to use Gu to frame the other woman's child as not being her husband's biological child.

This is common; this type of Gu is called Crimson Blood Gu.

Of course, she is only making an assumption at this point.

It's unclear whether Mingyuan was telling the truth or lying.

If it's true, she must return to Qingshui River to find a senior to remove the curse.

As for how to test whether Mingyuan's words are true or false, it's very simple: just find someone and do a paternity test to find out.

People infected with the Crimson Blood Gu will be related to anyone through genetic testing.

I didn't know about the curse before; I only checked my own, Su Jingxian's, and Song He'an's genetic tests.

Now, after Mingyuan said those words before his death, things are different.

Duan Yao cleaned her hands thoroughly.

When I looked up, I saw that she was very calm, with her eyes lowered, seemingly lost in thought. I coughed lightly, "Cough, all done."

Song Beiyou snapped out of her daze, a look of confusion on her face.

Duan Yao disposed of the discarded wet wipes. "Thinking about something?"

The boy in front of Song Beiyou suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and with a "ding," an idea formed in his little head, and his eyes lit up.

Duan Yao felt a little strange under her gaze. "Hmm?"

Song Beiyou raised an eyebrow at him. "President Duan, do you have a moment? Could you do me a favor?"

Duan Yao: "Of course."

She needs him, and he's always available.

He asked, "What kind of help?"

As soon as the question was asked, he sensed something strange in Song Beiyou's eyes.

The next second, Song Beiyou said, "Come with me to do a genetic test for comparison."

Duan Yao didn't quite understand what he meant. "Me, and you?"

Song Beiyou nodded emphatically, a rare playfulness appearing on her face. "Yes!"

Duan Yao arrived late and missed the conversation between Song Beiyou and Ming Yuan.

However, Yan Dong and Yan Ge recounted to him that Song Beiyou was not actually a descendant of the Song family.

So this genetic testing?

I reckon Song Beiyou has his own plans.

“Okay.” Duan Yao nodded.

Song Beiyou: "You didn't ask me what I was going to do."

Duan Yao started the car, stepped on the gas, and looked at her with a smile, "If you want to do it, you must have your own reasons."

After saying the last word, he turned his head to look at the car and then at the road ahead.

His profile was flawless. Song Beiyou looked at him, smiled knowingly, and then turned her head to look out the window.

......

Half an hour later, at the Imperial Capital Hospital.

Dean Zeng was away on a business trip, so Xie Jingbai received the two of them.

Song Beiyou's story was still spreading online, so much so that Xie Jingbai's eyes were filled with heartache when he saw her.

"Why did you come at this time?"

"Is either of you feeling unwell?"

Duan Yao shook his head and went straight to the point, "No, you need to help me and Miss Song get a paternity test done."

"Huh? What!" Xie Jingbai reacted very strongly, and everyone in the corridor looked at him.

Fearing it would have a bad influence, he quickly lowered his voice, "No, Third Master, after just a few days, the girl you have a crush on has become your illegitimate daughter?"

Even Qiong Yao wouldn't dare write something like this, would she?