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

Duan Yuan felt utterly ashamed, her face burning with embarrassment, and her legs went weak, causing her to slump down in front of Song Beiyou.

Seeing her like this, Qin Shuyao felt both reproach and heartache.

After all, she was his own mother, and he couldn't bear to do it.

She quickly knelt down and said, "Mom, what are you doing? Apologize to Beiyou."

Duan Yuan realized the current stalemate.

Yes, how could her younger brother Duan Yao possibly care about other people's opinions when he's interested in someone?

Who is Duan Yao? He has never been afraid of anyone.

He still had no strength in his legs and couldn't get up. He could only look up at Song Beiyou and say, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, you can hit me or scold me as you please."

Please forgive my selfishness and my foolishness.

Punish me, punish me however you like.

Having lost all face, they are not afraid to say things that are even more degrading.

After Duan Yao appeared, Song Beiyou was hardly noticeable, since he was being led around and didn't have to say a word.

Upon hearing Duan Yuan's apology, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Apologizing is not so easy.

Can you forgive someone who slaps you, stabs you, or smears you with dirt with just an apology?

In addition, there was that ten million yuan check that I still vividly remember when I first returned to the capital.

She can't do it!

It's a pity; it wouldn't be appropriate for her to push her luck any further at Madam Duan's birthday banquet.

She had to put on an act, to appear elegant, gentle, beautiful, and kind-hearted.

As for the others, she would personally sabotage them behind the scenes.

The next moment, she looked at Duan Yuan's biological mother, the old lady of the Duan family, and said, "The old lady is celebrating her birthday today and is also Ms. Duan's mother. This matter is entrusted to you to handle."

With that, Madam Duan nodded in satisfaction.

I think Song Beiyou is really sensible. He wouldn't steal the spotlight on such a special day, nor would he push his luck.

They also took special care of her feelings as her biological mother.

Those present were all seasoned by the scheming and intrigue within wealthy families, and they all inwardly admired Song Beiyou's intelligence and tact.

If Duan Yuan were punished on the spot, it would be tantamount to going against Duan Yuan, and on a larger scale, it would be going against both the Duan and Qin families.

Handing it over to Old Madam Duan would be a completely different story.

All you need to do is "mind your own business".

Madam Duan looked sternly at her Duan Yuan, "Duan Yuan, you've disturbed my peace. Go back now and give me a proper explanation later."

Shuyao!

Upon hearing this, Qin Shuyao quickly helped her biological mother up, saying, "Mom, let's go, don't be so stubborn."

Duan Yuan, looking disheveled, was led away from the scene by Qin Shuyao.

As for Duan Yang, that fool who was used as a pawn, he had already been thrown out by Yan Li's men.

It was just an interlude; if it were someone else's elderly lady, she would find it unlucky.

Madam Duan was different. She switched between expressions with ease. After Duan Yang and Duan Yuan left, her serious face instantly brightened, and she became all smiles.

"Let's not let a few individuals ruin our good mood."

Come on, come on, my favorite singer! Let's keep singing and having fun!

The Duan family's servants were very efficient; they cleaned up the overturned champagne tower and the wine stains all over the floor.

The scene was no different from the beginning, but it had become more festive.

After greeting everyone, Madam Duan turned to look at Duan Yao and Song Beiyou, who were still holding hands tightly, and clicked her tongue inwardly.

She didn't step forward; she understood everything her son had just done.

He gave Duan Yu a look.

Duan Yu then took Jia Buxiu and disappeared from Song Beiyou and Duan Yao's side.

Seeing that everyone had left, Song Beiyou instinctively tried to break free from Duan Yao's hand.

However, as if he knew this, the more she tried to loosen her grip, the tighter he became.

Seeing this, Song Beiyou looked up and met his gaze. "You can let go now."

Duan Yao completely ignored Song Beiyou's words, "Next time, you don't need to show mercy to those who bully you."

“I didn’t hold back,” Song Beiyou replied quickly.

She really didn't intend to show any mercy; she even shaved the man's head until it was completely bald.

There were further actions to be taken, but with Duan Yao's arrival, she no longer had a chance to perform.

Duan Yao: "Not enough, just kill him."

Song Beiyou's curled eyelashes trembled as she listened. His eyes were full of sincerity, while her heart was in turmoil. "It's the old lady's birthday. It's bad luck if someone dies."

Duan Yao smiled calmly, "If anything happens, I'll cover for you. What are you afraid of?"

It must be admitted that Duan Yao is very good at winning the heart of a young woman.

From his first appearance until now, every word he uttered and every action he took has made Song Beiyou unable to ignore his personal charm.

She felt that a man like that would be admired by girls in any setting.

So is she!

But she wasn't sure if it was true love.

She forcefully pulled her hand away from his fingers, saying, "Alright, don't let people misunderstand too much."

Duan Yao hadn't had enough of holding her hand before the soft hand left, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

But that's enough. It's really nice to receive such a great perk as soon as we meet after not seeing each other for a few days.

At least the awkward silence we felt on the way back from Qingshuihe that day was gone.

As he watched her turn around, the moment he saw her back, his voice rang out again, "Wait."

Song Beiyou originally wanted to go find Jia Buxiu.

She didn't want to let Duan Yang and Duan Yuan go; she had to tell Jia Buxiu to give them appropriate punishment.

Duan Yao's call made her stop in her tracks again.

Just as she was about to turn around and ask what was wrong, a heavy suit jacket draped over her shoulders, completely covering her.

"Huh?" She looked at Duan Yao again, puzzled.

The inner courtyard of the Duan family home was well-heated, so she wasn't cold.

Moreover, she really liked the dress she was wearing; it was custom-made for her. But once she put on this suit jacket, everything else disappeared.

Duan Yao, however, spoke with an air of self-righteousness and an unquestionable tone, "Wear it, it's getting colder outside."

"No..." Song Beiyou wanted to refuse.

Duan Yao, however, insisted, "Wear it, and obey."

That's all for now, I have something to take care of.

"Don't rush to leave the old house, wait for me to come down."

He spoke very quickly, and left as soon as he finished, not giving Song Beiyou even the slightest chance to interrupt or refuse.

Song Beiyou, “…”

The last time I was this speechless was when I wore heavy makeup in the dead of winter.

Well, I'm just thinking of sitting in a corner and eating something. Having a coat to wrap myself in isn't a bad thing.

Duan Yao really had something to deal with, which concerned Song Beiyou.

He walked to the vertical elevator at the front of the inner hall, went inside, and the elevator went up.

The elevator is made of transparent glass, allowing you to see the entire interior as it ascends.

Naturally, you can also see Song Beiyou obediently wearing his suit jacket.

She smiled and curled her lips in a good mood.

The inner hall was indeed not cold; the heating was very strong.

But Song Beiyou's dress was too eye-catching, with her dazzling figure and glowing white skin. How could she not cover up?

He has a small heart, but a very strong possessiveness.