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Duan Yang was tall and strong, but at a young age, he had a large belly and a protruding face.

He looked greasy.

While speaking, his eyes darted restlessly from Song Beiyou's face to her shoulders, arms, and waist...

Finally, it reached Song Beiyou's feet.

Song Beiyou's face appeared normal, but a hint of ruthlessness crept into the corners of his mouth.

Lowering her voice, she said to Duan Yang, "It's Old Madam Duan's birthday. I don't want to cause trouble. If you know what's good for you, leave."

Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Song Beiyou was telling the truth. Duan Yao's mother treated her very well, and she should have a perfect 80th birthday celebration.

She will definitely deal with this man because of what he just said, but not now.

However, Duan Yang was completely oblivious and couldn't see the undercurrents churning in Song Beiyou's eyes.

Not only did he not leave, but he also suddenly raised his voice, "No way, Song Beiyou, you asked to meet me every few days when we were in Qingshuihe, but now that we're back in the capital, you're playing the innocent little white flower for me?"

You're such a fucking bitch, just like the color of your dress today.

Green with hints of tea!

The tall and burly Duan Yang had a voice as loud as a megaphone, and everyone present heard it.

Everyone turned their attention to Duan Yang and Song Beiyou.

Some even started muttering to themselves, concluding from the situation that Song Beiyou and Duan Yang were having an affair.

Qin Shuyao was chatting with Duan Yuan when she turned around and saw this. She immediately ran to find Song Beiyou.

Seeing this, Duan Yuan quickly grabbed her.

But her daughter, with her innocent and pure nature, remembered the scene of Song Beiyou saving her and considered her her savior.

So she forcefully pried her mother's hand open and ran to Song Beiyou's side, asking, "What's wrong?"

The task her grandmother assigned her hadn't even been completed yet, and something went wrong.

After asking the question, she looked at Duan Yang, knowing he was a carefree young master from the Duan family, and asked, "What are you doing to my goddess?"

Jia Buxiu also ran over upon hearing the sound, "You."

Song Beiyou raised his hand, his fingertips twitching slightly, signaling the two of them to calm down.

If she lets it go like this now, rumors will spread like wildfire, and people will maliciously speculate about her relationship with this greasy man in front of her.

Very well, she originally intended to let him off the hook for the time being, but who would have thought he would walk right into her trap.

She didn't believe that no one had instigated anyone who dared to cause trouble for Madam Duan at her birthday banquet.

She wanted to see what this man was up to.

Who is the ghost behind him?

Seeing that more and more people were looking in their direction, Duan Yang became even more aggressive, raising his voice higher and higher.

Pointing at Song Beiyou, he said, "Everyone, this is my ex-girlfriend, Duan Yang. She was with me before she came to the capital."

Don't let her pretty face fool you, she's a real slut.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone present began to talk in disbelief.

Some even started pointing and whispering at Song Beiyou.

[No way, Song Beiyou actually dated Duan Yang, that playboy? He's probably not a good guy.]

What's so strange about that? Growing up without any discipline or upbringing, it's no wonder they're prone to getting into trouble.

It's true what they say, you can know a person's face but not their heart. I feel disgusted just looking at her now, and I don't know why Madam Duan invited her.

No, where is the old lady?

......

There were many sounds, some of which were particularly unbearable to hear.

Lou Yue, who was talking to someone at the back of the crowd, stopped talking and focused her attention on Song Beiyou.

Seeing that she was particularly calm and showed no sign of panic, he unconsciously raised his eyebrows and eyes.

Jia Buxiu couldn't hold back any longer and started spitting out, "Duan Yang, watch your mouth. You've said so much, do you have any evidence?"

I've been going in and out of Qingshuihe for years looking for my grandfather, but where have I seen you, you son of a bitch?

Duan Yang was unaware of Jia Buxiu's existence, and his heart skipped a beat for a moment.

Then, remembering that this was Duan's territory, her courage returned. "Who met me in a mental hospital? It was Song Beiyou who came out to find me."

"Hahaha!"

They burst into laughter.

Yeah, who "cheated" in a mental hospital? That's ridiculous.

Duan Yang was extremely smug, looking at Song Beiyou with a playful expression, and even raised his eyebrows at her wickedly.

But the moment the room quieted down, Song Beiyou raised his hand and clapped.

He walked step by step to Duan Yang.

With each step, he stared at him with dark eyes, until Duan Yang felt a chill run down his spine. At that moment, Song Beiyou stopped in his tracks. "Duan Yang?"

Do you know me?

Five seemingly ordinary words, yet Duan Yang felt inexplicably terrified. He didn't know why, but the woman in front of him suddenly exuded a chilling aura.

Feigning composure, "Yes, yes!"

Song Beiyou sneered, "Oh? You know me, and you even say I'm your old flame."

"Alright, then tell me what I like best?"

Duan Yang thought this was no problem at all, and was secretly delighted. "Is there even a question? Of course, you like me the most, Youyou."

Song Beiyou gently shook his head, exuding a carefree and languid air, "Sigh~"

With that sound, she removed the hairpin that was stuck in her hair.

A perfectly styled updo, because of this one movement, the long hair cascades down, like a waterfall, elegantly reaching the waist.

Some people were stunned by her performance, including Duan Yang standing in front of them.

Just then, Song Beiyou's expression changed, turning grim, and he became like a fierce tiger ready to retaliate.

Holding the hairpin she had removed, she took a few steps back and said to Duan Yang, "Open your eyes and see what I, Song Beiyou, like the most!"

After he finished speaking, everyone saw the jade hairpin twirling nimbly in Song Beiyou's fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, the jade hairpin flew from her fingertips right in front of everyone, hurtling rapidly toward Duan Yang's location.

Everyone was shocked.

Duan Yang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Completely at a loss.

The next second, in the moment when everyone was stunned and shocked, the jade hairpin flew across Duan Yang's head like a sharp blade, taking away a whole patch of hair from the very center of his head.

His once thick hair suddenly turned into a receding hairline, transforming the young Duan Yang into a greasy middle-aged man.

After shaving Duan Yang's hair, the most unbelievable side appeared.

Instead of stopping, the jade hairpin continued forward, heading straight for the wall several meters away, where it took deep root.

Upon seeing this, someone screamed in fright.

Some people are quite discerning; with Song Beiyou's skills, he definitely wouldn't be interested in Duan Yang.

Duan Yang's legs were already weak.

He regretted taking the assignment.

However, the full-length mirror not far away reflected his appearance at that moment.

The coolness on his head and the disappearance of his hair enraged him, and he recklessly yelled at Song Beiyou, "You fucking bitch..."

Before he could finish his curse, he was suddenly kicked away by a figure rushing towards him.