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

Zhou Zhiruo pouted and looked at Song Shuyue with a wronged expression, "My benefactor, please come with me. There might be bad guys lying in ambush inside, okay?"

Song Shuyue got goosebumps from her words and had no choice but to go in with her.

When the Zhou family learned that Zhou Zhiruo was in danger, they immediately rushed to the hospital.

They also learned that it was Zhou Fu's doing, because Zhou Zhiruo's father and Zhou Yangjun were on the same side, and the two of them were targeting him at the same time, which led to the repossession of all the properties under Zhou Fu's name.

Zhou Fu harbored resentment and ordered his men to destroy Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Yangjun didn't want to come to the hospital. There were other people in the Zhou family who would handle this matter, and he had other things to deal with.

But then she heard her father say that it was Miss Song, Song Shuyue, who saved Zhou Zhiruo.

He jumped up from his chair. "Dad, Zhou Zhiruo is my cousin. As her older brother, it's only right that I care about her."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Father Zhou: "..." If it weren't for the way your eyes lit up when he kicked Song Shuyue, I would have almost believed it.

Zhou Zhiruo, the biological daughter of the Zhou family who was found a year ago.

Zhou Yangjun's cousin ultimately died at the hands of Zhou Zhimei, the woman who had originally dominated her life.

"Alright, the drug has worn off, you can leave now," the doctor said to Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo said thank you, then turned to look at Song Shuyue, "My benefactor, thank you. Thanks to you tonight, my family will be here soon. We can help you with anything you need."

Song Shuyue stood up, still with a cold face and a dissatisfied demeanor.

"No, it's easy."

Just as he was about to leave, Zhou Yangjun rushed in with a loud bang.

"Cousin?" Zhou Zhiruo was a little surprised when she saw that the person in front of her was Zhou Yangjun. Why would he come?

She had only returned to the Zhou family a year ago, and inevitably faced ridicule. Zhou Yangjun had helped her out of a few situations, but the two didn't have much interaction and were not very familiar with each other. Her arrival today was truly unexpected.

"Hmm." Zhou Yangjun hummed in response, glancing sideways at Song Shuyue beside him. Today, she was wearing a gray sports jacket, her hair was tied in a bun, and her cool and pretty face was covered with icy expression.

The aloof beauty made Zhou Yangjun's heart race, but he suppressed his fervor.

"Miss Song, what a coincidence! Thank you for saving my sister. To express my apologies, let me treat you to dinner."

Song Shuyue refused without hesitation, saying, "It's nothing, thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary."

After Song Shuyue finished speaking, she turned to leave, but three people walked in through the door, one of whom was Zhou Zhimei.

When Zhou Zhimei saw that Zhou Zhiruo was safe and sound, she was slightly taken aback.

"Ah Jun, you're here too."

"Uncle, auntie."

"Zhiruo, you scared me to death! I'm so glad you're alright."

"Dad will definitely make those people pay the price. Zhiruo, you've been wronged."

Looking at her parents who were comforting Zhou Zhiruo, Zhou Zhimei clenched her fists tightly, a fierce killing intent flashing in her eyes.

Everything changed after Zhou Zhiruo returned.

The affection and care that originally belonged to her all shifted in her direction.

She became the adopted daughter of the Zhou family, while Zhou Zhiruo was the young lady of the Zhou family.

"This must be the girl who saved you. I heard your name is Song Shuyue. Thank you so much." Zhou's parents thanked Song Shuyue repeatedly and said they would come to express their gratitude another day.

Song Shuyue rejected them all.

Zhou Zhimei then turned her gaze to Song Shuyue. It was that woman again!

It was her last time too.

She heard everything clearly at the door. Brother Zhou said he wanted to treat her to dinner. When has Brother Zhou ever been so humble as to invite a girl to dinner?

But she didn't appreciate it.

"Miss Song, let me take you home."

Song Shuyue frowned, clearly displeased. "No need!"

Zhou Yangjun lowered his eyes in disappointment and stopped insisting, afraid that if he persisted, he would disgust her.

"Ah Jun, do you know that Miss Song?"

Zhou Yangjun frankly stated, "Yes, her brother is Song Yanzhou."

"Huh? Song Yanzhou?" The Zhou couple were both surprised, not expecting that she was actually Song Yanzhou's sister.

What Zhou Yangjun said next shocked them so much that they took two steps back.

Zhou Yangjun smiled brightly, his eyes filled with undisguised love, and said softly, "She is the girl I like, the one I'm pursuing."

"What!" The Zhou couple looked at him in disbelief. To be honest, Zhou Yangjun's romantic history was completely blank. He had always liked managing the family business since he was a child, and he was either practicing martial arts or sparring with others.

I've never heard of him liking any particular girl.

This is the first time.

Before they could ask anything, Zhou Yangjun had already left, completely unaware of Zhou Zhimei, who was standing to the side with a deathly pale face, biting her lower lip.

Zhou Zhimei clenched her fists tightly. What had she just heard?

Brother Zhou has a woman he likes, why?

how so.

He clearly...

The Zhou family knew more than ten years ago that Zhou Zhimei was not their biological daughter, but at that time, Zhou's mother was very emotionally unstable. She felt guilty for losing her child and was depressed every day.

Therefore, they chose to keep Zhou Zhimei and told her the truth.

Therefore, Zhou Zhimei knew from a very young age that she was not the biological daughter of the Zhou family, and she had always secretly liked Zhou Yangjun, her cousin who was not related to her by blood.

No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Even if she wasn't her biological daughter, Zhou's mother raised Zhou Zhimei for so many years.

How could I not see what she was thinking?

Seeing her daughter like this, she shook her head helplessly and reached out to pat her shoulder.

"Xiao Mei, many boys like you too."

Zhou Zhimei didn't hear that. She had liked Zhou Yangjun for many years and had already vowed in her heart that she would marry him.

But now, out of nowhere, a woman has appeared and stolen Zhou Yangjun's heart.

**

Song Shuyue learned that Shen Heming had been in a car accident and was now in a vegetative state at a dinner party a few days later.

Shen Shiming had been in low spirits, and Song Shuyue noticed something was wrong, so she asked, "Did something happen?"

Song Qinghong glanced at Shen Shiming; the two of them had come tonight to seek Song Shuyue's help.

After all, in their eyes, Song Shuyue was omnipotent, more resourceful than any of their elders, and she could even tell fortunes.

Song Qinghong grasped Song Shuyue's hand. "Yueyue, something has happened to my brother."

Song Shuyue frowned. "Shen Heming?"

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, Song Shuyue stood up abruptly, "Take me to see."

She had a vague feeling that Shen Heming was going to suffer a great calamity, so she quickly wrote Shen Heming's name on the Book of Fate, and what appeared on it was Shen Heming's life trajectory.

A major calamity at age 26.

This is difficult.

Song Shuyue closed her eyes, then opened them again, a complex expression appearing in her eyes.

When Song Shuyue arrived at the Shen family's old residence, looking at the antique mansion, she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling, and some things from her past life gradually surfaced in her mind.

As Song Qinghong walked, she suddenly realized that Song Shuyue hadn't followed. Turning around, she saw Song Shuyue still standing at the door in a daze and called out, "Yueyue, let's go."

Song Shuyue came to her senses and stepped into the Shen family's gate. The moment she stepped in, the Shen family ancestral hall seemed to sense something and emitted a beam of light.

The maid noticed something was wrong, was startled, rubbed her eyes, and looked closely. Everything returned to normal, so she assumed it was just a hallucination from standing for so long and didn't take it seriously.

"Stop right there! Song Qinghong, who did you bring home? And you even tried to bring them into my brother's room? You stop right there and don't come in."

The speaker was a woman with a perm, big waves, wearing red high heels, and a striking appearance. She walked over with her arms crossed in front of her chest, her high heels clicking on the floor.

Upon seeing Song Shuyue, he gave her a disdainful look.

"who are you?"

Song Qinghong shielded Song Shuyue behind her, "Shen Jiaojiao, Yueyue is my cousin and also my brother's friend. My brother is sick, so she came to visit him. What's wrong with that?!"

Shen Jiaojiao stomped her foot angrily, "Of course not! Who knows if she has bad intentions? Besides, she's so young, how could my older brother be friends with her? Song Qinghong, what exactly did you want to do by bringing her here?"

Song Qinghong was too lazy to argue with Shen Jiaojiao, because he knew that once he started arguing with this woman, it would never end.

"Shen Jiaojiao, I don't need to explain so much to you. Move aside and let Yueyue go in to see Big Brother. Perhaps there is still a chance for Big Brother to recover."

Shen Jiaojiao was amused by Song Qinghong's words and rolled her eyes at Song Shuyue, "Song Qinghong, are you sick in the head? Her?"

Song Shuyue maintained a cool and aloof demeanor throughout, her aura commanding respect. She merely glanced at Shen Jiaojiao indifferently.

"Do I have a question?"

Shen Jiaojiao didn't expect her to ask her a question in return, and said directly, "How could you possibly have any impact on my brother's recovery? Do you know any medical skills?"

After saying that, disdain reappeared in his eyes, followed by a contemptuous smile.

Song Shuyue's eyes turned slightly cold. "As you said, I do indeed know a little about medicine, and I can even save Shen Heming."