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

Song Yanzhao had already started preparing to shoot a movie after finding a suitable director. He was diligently studying various professional knowledge late at night when he heard the sound of the door lock being opened.

The main gate uses fingerprint and facial recognition; how could anyone get in? Could it be a thief?

Recalling the various thief incidents reported on TV, his hair stood on end. The sense of crisis instantly turned into strength. He picked up a baseball bat from the side, rolled up his sleeves, swallowed hard, and slowly opened the door.

"You little thieves, you're all dead!" he shouted, about to rush downstairs.

The living room lights were on, and the room was bright and clear. Song Haojin and the others were sitting in the living room. When they heard his voice, they all turned their eyes to him upstairs.

At this moment, Song Yanzhao was still holding the baseball bat high in his hand, looking embarrassed and stiff in place.

"Ahem... It's you guys."

Song Yanzhao immediately stopped and coughed twice, somewhat embarrassed.

He went downstairs, realizing how stupid he had been. He could have easily checked who it was on his phone screen, but instead he had made such a huge blunder.

"Yueyue, thank you so much for tonight. Song Zixuan seems to have become a bit smarter while he's been around you." Song Haojin glanced at Song Zixuan, feeling gratified and grateful.

Song Zixuan was stunned, realizing that his father was mocking his past stupidity, and flew into a rage.

"Dad, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'become a little smarter'? Your son is already very smart, okay? I'm exceptionally gifted."

Song Haojin rolled her eyes at him.

Song Yanzhao came downstairs. "Judging from your tone, it seems something happened tonight. Tell me about it!"

ten minutes later

Song Yanzhao slammed his fist on the table, furious. "These people are incredibly audacious, daring to provoke even our Song family."

Song Haojin's gaze was deep. He could sense that there were more than one hand behind him trying to bring the Song family down, after all, the Song family's strength was already stretched thin.

Over the years, they have also become powerless, but he saw hope in Song Yanbai, Song Yanzhou, Song Yanzhao, and Song Shuyue. His premonition told him that they would definitely stand at the highest point of the Song family and lead the Song family to continue on.

Song Shuyue noticed Song Haojin's dejection and disappointment. "Times are always changing. Survival of the fittest, the strong are respected, these are timeless truths. If our Song family doesn't want to be targeted and bullied, we must improve our own capabilities. Only by becoming stronger can we eliminate all external factors."

Song Shuyue's words made perfect sense; every word was inspiring. It was the truth. Only when the Song family became stronger could these backstabbing villains dare not make any more moves.

Song Zixuan slowly lowered his head, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes. He seemed to be the most useless one.

An intuition told him that he couldn't continue like this; he had to make a change and share the burden with his father.

If a situation like today were to happen again, how many more times could Song Shuyue and the others save them?

The only way, as Song Shuyue said, is to become stronger!

The next day, Song Haojin and Song Zixuan went back, while Song Yanzhou had to go find the brothers from the team he had previously hired.

Song Shuyue went along too. Halfway there, Song Shuyue said she wanted to eat fried noodles, so Song Yanzhou stopped the car and took her to eat at a nearby snack street.

To his surprise, Song Yanzhou saw his good brothers. He was shocked and incredulous, and rushed over.

"What would you like to eat? Fried noodles, fried rice, or fried meat are all fine. It's twenty yuan a serving, a fair price, and we're honest with everyone."

After smiling and introducing herself, she looked up and met Song Yanzhou's familiar face. Nanzi was stunned for a moment, "Brother Song!"

Nanzi had a rugged appearance but a very childlike voice. She was extremely excited to see Song Yanzhou. She put down the pot in her hand and immediately went over to pat him on the shoulder, but then she was afraid that he would be disgusted by her cooking smell, so she withdrew her hand in embarrassment and indignation.

"Brother Song, weren't you always developing your career in Beijing? Why did you come back to Shanghai? I saw it on the news. You're really amazing now, Brother Song."

Song Yanzhou forced a smile. "Don't talk about me. What are you doing here? Where are the other brothers?"

At this point, Nanzi lowered her head, her eyes filled with loneliness, unsure of how to begin.

Song Yanzhou could tell from their appearance that they must have had a hard time these past few years and something must have happened.

"Nanzi, is something wrong? Tell me."

Nanzi scratched his head. He didn't want Song Yanzhou to worry. Knowing Song Yanzhou's personality, if he knew about their situation, he would definitely stand up for them. He didn't want to trouble him.

"Brother Song, it's nothing, we're all fine. You wanted something to eat earlier, right? What would you like to eat? I'll cook it for you. And who is this?"

Song Yanzhou: "She is my sister."

Nanzi greeted her younger sister with a smile, and Song Shuyue responded in kind.

Song Yanzhou: "Don't try to change the subject. Tell me what's going on between you two?"

Nanzi smiled and still refused to say, "Brother Song, we're really fine, nothing's happened, don't worry. I just feel that the days of fighting and killing every day are too bloody, I wanted to come out and find some human warmth!"

With a stern face, Song Yanzhou asked seriously, "Nanzi! Tell me what exactly happened."

Nanzi didn't know how to start the conversation, but Song Shuyue noticed the subtle atmosphere between them and said, "I want to eat a bowl of fried noodles. Make me a plate and I'll eat it here."

Hearing Song Shuyue's voice, Nanzi readily agreed, "Okay, little sister, wait five minutes, I'll check for you right away. Do you eat spicy food?"

Song Shuyue: "Eat."

Nanzi: "Okay, Brother Song, what do you want to eat?"

Song Yanzhou could only suppress his doubts for the time being, and said, "I'll eat."

"okay."

fifteen minutes later

As Song Shuyue ate her fragrant fried noodles, Song Yanzhou opened a can of soda for her. Seeing her rosy cheeks as she ate, a rare look of joy appeared on her face.

Looking at this scene, Nanzi couldn't help but feel emotional. She never expected that Brother Song had a delicate and sweet younger sister who was both beautiful and adorable.

"Brother Song, you should try my cooking, it's not bad."

Seeing Nanzi's appearance, Song Yanzhou could only eat first. After taking a bite, he sincerely commented, "Not bad, you should sit down and eat first too!"

Nanzi nodded. "Brother Song, what made you decide to come back to Haishi this time? Is there something you need to take care of? Do you need our help? If you need our help, just say the word and we'll be right there."

They were friends who had risked their lives for each other. If it weren't for Brother Song, how could they be here with their arms and legs intact?

Song Yanzhou: "I did come here to take care of some business, but it's all been resolved. Nanzi, tell me the truth, what exactly happened between you two? If you don't tell me, then I'll go directly to the boss."