The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Song Shuyue and her group went inside and saw Song Lin. Standing next to him was a man of similar age. The two seemed to have a good relationship, both smiling. Song Shuyue asked, "Who is he?"

Before Song Qitian could answer, Song Yanzhao interjected, "Oh, him? I know him. His name is Gao Congsheng, and he's my fourth uncle's best friend. The two are known as brothers who are inseparable. I heard that they co-founded the Gongjiao Group in another country. This Gongjiao Group is a world-renowned engineering and construction company. Unfortunately, many years ago, Gao Congsheng left the company and became a monk."

A ruthless glint flashed in Song Shuyue's eyes. So that's how it is. No wonder she hadn't noticed this person's presence before.

That's where the problem lies.

Song Qitian: "Yueyue? What's wrong?"

Song Shuyue shook her head. "It's nothing! Let's go take a look."

When Song Lin saw Song Shuyue greeting Song Yanzhao warmly, Gao Congsheng also saw Song Shuyue and looked her up and down carefully. It was she who told Song Lin about her biological daughter.

Song Shuyue's gaze swept over him, sending chills down Gao Congsheng's spine, who was usually calm and composed. Her eyes were as cold as ice, as if they could penetrate a person's soul and see through all his pretenses.

Gao Congsheng quickly put on a smile, "You must be Song Shuyue? I've heard Song Lin mention you before. If it weren't for you, I don't know where my good niece would still be suffering."

Song Shuyue glanced at him indifferently, a hint of coldness in her eyes, and did not reply. "Next, please welcome Song Qishen, the great painter Song, to the stage to present his latest play."

Song Qishen, dressed in a brown suit, slowly walked onto the stage. "Hello everyone, I am Song Qishen. I would not call myself a great painter. I am just someone who likes to paint. I am very grateful for your support. Next, I will present my most satisfying masterpiece from the past three years. It is a great honor for everyone to come and appreciate it with me today."

As he spoke, Song Qishen lowered the curtain behind him, and everyone gasped in surprise, their faces turning strange as they covered their mouths and stared in disbelief at what was behind him.

Song Qishen also noticed something was wrong from the looks in everyone's eyes and slowly turned around.

Song Qishen's expression changed drastically, his eyes widened in panic.

"No, this isn't my painting, this isn't my painting, who switched my painting?"

Song Lin and the others quickly went up to him. "Everyone, I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

"More than investigating thoroughly, we want to know who the man in the painting is. Is Song Qishen really a pervert? How could he do such a thing? It's disgusting!"

"Yeah, yeah, this photo is obviously not photoshopped. Could it be that Song Qishen really likes toying with men?"

Reporters and media from all sides swarmed forward, their sharp and pointed words like nails piercing Song Qishen's ears. His face gradually turned pale, and he seemed about to collapse under the blow.

No, he doesn't like men; his sexual orientation is normal.

Song Qishen shook his head repeatedly, "No! It wasn't me."

"If it wasn't you, could you please explain the scene in the photo?"

"Wait, this man kneeling on the ground looks familiar. Isn't he Song Qishen's former assistant? I heard that he left Song Qishen's studio because of disagreements."

"Could the real reason behind this be..."

"This is disgusting. The painter I've always admired is actually a morbid person. He doesn't deserve to be a painter at all, let alone be world-renowned. He should just get out of here."

"Yes, get out of here!"

The crowd's emotions began to spiral out of control, and Song Qitian quickly shielded his younger brother behind him. "I will definitely investigate today's events thoroughly and no one will be able to escape. Whoever wants to openly oppose the Song family should think carefully about their own position."

Song Qitian and the others all knew that today's events were a setup; they had been tricked!

His aim was to ruin Song Qishen.

Song Qi gritted his teeth and said, "I admit that the scene in the photo is real, but things are really not what you think. My sexual orientation is normal, and I have never had any morbid hobbies of playing with other people. Please believe me, and I will give you an explanation later."

"Why wait until later? Isn't it perfect to explain now?"

"Yes, if you have nothing to hide, why don't you explain it now?"

“I just saw that assistant come here too, I think his name is Mu Jiang. Why don’t we let him tell us the truth?”

Someone in the crowd said something like that, and everyone started looking for Mu Jiang.

Soon, Mu Jiang, wearing a mask and glasses, slowly walked onto the stage, took off his glasses and mask, and said, "Since everyone wants to know the truth, then I will tell you, it is indeed the case!"

Song Qi was furious and shouted, "Mu Jiang, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Mu Jiang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as if he had made a major decision, clenched his fist with one hand, and picked up the microphone with the other.

"Hello everyone, my name is Mu Jiang. I used to be an assistant at Song Qishen's studio. As for why I left, it's all because of this photo. I didn't know he was this kind of person before, but his demands gradually became excessive, making it difficult for me to speak up. At first, he said it was for art, and I foolishly believed him. But later, things became increasingly strange. One time, he took advantage of me while I was drunk..."

Seeing that Mu Jiang's words were distorting the truth, Song Qishen completely broke down. He regretted that he should not have let this beast in human form go in the first place.

"Mu Jiang, why did you frame me? You knew perfectly well it was you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Jiang pointed at him angrily and shouted, "Song Qishen! Even now, you still want to pin all the blame on me? I know your Song family is powerful and influential, and we ordinary people can't afford to offend them, but today I'm going to risk my life to show everyone your true colors."

"Song Qishen, you are a complete bastard and a pervert. You like to play with men, and you have used your identity to harm countless students who have just entered society and want a certain job but have been shamelessly and viciously manipulated by you. Today I am going to stand up for them and tell the truth, even if... I am ground to dust."

"Song Qishen, you don't deserve to be called a human being, get out of here."

"People like you should just die."

"Perverted, disgusting thing."

The public's discontent reached a fever pitch; they glared at him fiercely, their eyes filled with disgust and anger.

Song Qishen's pale lips parted weakly as he tried to explain, but... no one believed him at all.

He was ruined, utterly ruined.