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

Song Shuyue quietly ordered the food, not listening to what he said at all. After ordering, she looked up at him.

"What's your name?"

Ma Juncai: "..." He was so embarrassed! But Song Shuyue seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for him; she really hadn't remembered!

Is he really that unrecognizable?

A little sad.

"Ma Juncai".

Song Shuyue: "Oh, right, it's Ma Juncai. Let's eat first, and I'll answer your question after I've finished eating."

Ma Juncai nodded, and the food was quickly served. After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Shuyue had someone bring them a cup of tea.

Ma Juncai leaned back in his chair. "Now you can tell me how you knew I would be in a car accident, right?"

Song Shuyue: "You can also interpret this as me being able to tell fortunes."

Ma Juncai's eyes widened. "What? Fortune telling? Are you kidding me? What century is this? You still believe in those feudal superstitions?"

Song Shuyue casually observed the teacup and said helplessly, "Don't doubt me, because I know you have an older brother who has been lying in the hospital for three years now! He tried to kill you, but you pushed him away and he rolled down a waterfall."

Ma Juncai suddenly stood up, looking at her warily. Many people outside knew about his brother's illness.

But only his parents knew the reason for this outcome, because he hadn't been home for three years because of it.

Although his parents appeared to care for him, he knew that they harbored resentment towards him deep down.

He was therefore afraid to go home.

I have always lived with my maternal grandparents.

"Song Shuyue! How did you know? This is impossible! It can't be true. Or did you find out about it yourself?"

Ma Juncai looked agitated, his eyes filled with guilt and helplessness.

It's all his fault, but he can't do anything about it. Why doesn't anyone believe him?

No one believed him. His own brother really wanted to kill him. He just wanted to live, just to protect himself.

"Sit down. I hate it when people just stand there like idiots in front of me."

Ma Juncai then realized that he had lost control of his emotions, apologized, and sat down.

He hung his head, looking very disappointed.

Song Shuyue: "Your family doesn't believe your own brother would kill you, but I know it's true. Your brother probably tricked you into going out, saying he would take you out to play. But when we got to the top of the waterfall, he pointed a knife at you and tried to kill you. You pushed him away to protect yourself."

Ma Juncai looked up and stared at her. The girl in front of him was aloof and indifferent, and her gaze, which seemed to have seen through everything, made him want to believe her.

"Yes, Song Shuyue, how do you know all this? Do you really know how to tell fortunes?"

Song Shuyue initially only noticed his appearance and realized he might have been in a car accident, but during the meal she had with him earlier...

She wrote his name on the destiny chart, and that's how she found out.

I never expected this kid to have such a difficult past.

"You can think of it this way, now you believe me, right?"

Ma Juncai nodded. "I believe you, Song Shuyue."

Song Shuyue continued, "Actually, I also know why your brother wanted to kill you."

Ma Juncai looked at her excitedly, "Why?"

Song Shuyue picked up her teacup and slowly took a sip. "Because he's not your biological brother."

"What! That's impossible! Song Shuyue, don't talk nonsense. My brother and I grew up together. How could I not know if he is my brother?"

When Ma Juncai heard this, he found it utterly absurd and thought that Song Shuyue must have made a deliberate guess.

That's impossible. How could his brother not be his biological son?

Song Shuyue: "I'm saying that your current brother isn't your biological brother, but your previous brother was your real brother."

Ma Juncai looked at her in shock. "What do you mean by that?"

What does "past" and "present" mean?

Song Shuyue raised her wrist to check the time, smiled faintly, and said seriously, "Three years ago, your brother went to Myanmar, right? No, you probably don't know that."

Ma Juncai frowned, took out his phone, and said, "Wait while I ask."

Previously, his brother's assistant knew everything about his brother. If he could just call and ask now, and it turned out that his brother had really been to Myanmar, then what Song Shuyue said was true.

"It's me, Ma Juncai. I have a question for you. Did my brother go to Myanmar three years ago, before the accident happened?"

The assistant on the other end of the line looked puzzled and asked, "Yes, but how did you know?"

Ma Juncai's heart skipped a beat. She was right. Even his family didn't know about this, so Song Shuyue couldn't have found out by asking around.

Upon hearing that she had said she wasn't his biological brother, Ma Juncai excitedly grabbed Song Shuyue's arm.

Tell me, what exactly happened?

Song Shuyue: "Your brother met a friend who said he had a project in Myanmar and invited your brother to go. You weren't careful and went there, but he was ambushed and had his face swapped. Now your brother is that friend of your brother's. As for your brother, he's still living a life worse than death in Myanmar in place of that friend, and he can't ask for help from outside."

Ma Juncai froze, his trembling hand releasing Song Shuyue. How could this be?

If what Song Shuyue said is true, then he...

Song Shuyue stood up. "If you don't believe me, the most direct way is to do a paternity test. After all, you can change your face, but you can't change your bloodline. Just a friendly reminder, you need to hurry, because your fake brother is about to wake up, and then no one will believe you."

Ma Jun remained frozen in place until Song Shuyue's figure disappeared from sight.

What happened today is unacceptable to him and is beyond his tolerance.

But if it were true, he would definitely rescue his brother.

When Song Shuyue returned home, she encountered An Qiqi and walked right past her.

An Qiqi gritted her teeth and called out to her.

"Song Shuyue, you're not Song Shuyue, are you? Song Shuyue couldn't possibly be."

Song Shuyue turned around, a smile playing on her lips, "Shouldn't Song Shuyue have died from that poisoned milk you gave me?"

Upon hearing this, An Qiqi's expression changed drastically. Her eyes widened in fear and panic as she retreated backward.

She! She found out!

How could she know.

Looking at An Qiqi's reaction, Song Shuyue thought that if An Qiqi hadn't handled all the evidence so well and been a decent person, she would have paid the price.

An Qiqi stammered, "What...what are you talking about? I don't know, what milk?"

Song Shuyue leaned closer to her, a devilish smile playing on her lips, and said, word by word, "An Qiqi, I am indeed not Song Shuyue, I am a ghost. You killed Song Shuyue, didn't you?"

"Ah!" An Qiqi cried out in alarm, "Get away! Get away!"

Song Shuyue sneered and turned to leave.

It took An Qiqi a while to realize that she had been tricked by Song Shuyue!

The ghost that Song Shuyue brought in during broad daylight was intentional.

Ma Juncai came directly to the hospital, startling his parents, who hadn't seen his brother for three years.

Has he figured it out?