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

"Song girl, we'll listen to you. Where do you want to take Heming? Do you need our help?"

Grandpa Song looked at the girl in front of him with expectant eyes.

His intuition told him that she could definitely save her eldest grandson.

"No need. Shen Shiming, just take Shen Heming to your Shen family's courtyard where the water is cut off tonight. Give me the jade pendant first, I will come over tonight."

When Song Shuyue mentioned the courtyard where the water was cut off, all of Old Master Song's doubts were dispelled.

Because only a few people knew about this courtyard where the water was cut off, it was impossible for outsiders to know, not even Shen Heming knew.

Shen Shiming nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, Yueyue."

Song Shuyue left with the jade pendant, glancing back at the Shen family's old residence. The centuries-old feud had continued to this day; it was time to settle things.

When Song Shuyue returned home, she saw Zhou Yangjun and Zhou Zhiruo. When Zhou Zhiruo saw Song Shuyue return, she immediately ran over to her.

"Shuyue, you're finally back. I came here especially to thank you. You saved me last time, and since I didn't know what you liked, I just bought some things."

Song Shuyue gazed at the dazzling array of antique vases before her, and at the many rare pastries on the table.

She was very satisfied, as she enjoyed the pastries and the antiques.

"Thank you, I really like it." Since it was a gift, I'll accept it.

"Shuyue, you were really amazing last time, taking down those people in no time. Do you have a master? Did he teach you martial arts?"

Song Shuyue's eyes were deep and complicated. Who taught her martial arts?

Without a doubt, they were her brothers from her previous life. She was born into a general's family, and her brothers were all great generals with distinguished military achievements. She was also the first female general in the Song family.

Unfortunately, everything has changed.

"Yes, but they've already left," Song Shuyue replied.

Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and said, "Shuyue, I really admire you so much. Can I become your disciple?"

Song Shuyue was about to drink her tea when she was startled by these unexpected words.

She had no such intention. Besides, the Zhou family was a martial arts family, so why would she want to become her disciple?

So without even thinking, she decisively refused, "Sorry, no."

Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head in disappointment, but still refused to give up. "Is it really impossible? Shuyue, I really want to learn from you. I want to become as good as you."

That way, she wouldn't be ridiculed by the Zhou family.

She returned to the Zhou family a year ago. Most of the Zhou family members practiced martial arts, but she was the only one who didn't know anything.

She had considered learning, but the so-called master was Zhou Zhimei's master, who only suppressed her.

Song Shuyue: "Your Zhou family must have quite a few masters as well."

These words left Zhou Zhiruo speechless. Zhou Yangjun knew he would be rejected as soon as he heard Zhou Zhiruo's idea; Miss Song would not accept a disciple.

"Xiao Ruo, Miss Song must have her own reasons for not wanting to take on a disciple, so don't force her."

Zhou Zhiruo was still unwilling to give up. She really liked Song Shuyue. From the first time she met Song Shuyue, she longed to learn from her.

One day, she wanted to become as powerful as her. It was a kind of charm that strong people possessed. Every night, she would dream about the scene when Song Shuyue saved her.

Zhou Zhiruo clenched her fist and said firmly, "Shuyue, I will not give up. I will come to you every day until you are willing to teach me."

After saying this, Zhou Zhiruo bowed deeply to her and turned to leave.

Zhou Yangjun said apologetically to Song Shuyue, "I'm really sorry, Xiaoruo has a rather stubborn temper."

For more than 20 years after Zhou Zhiruo was lost, she was adopted by a couple of teachers and was spoiled as she grew up, which made her quite stubborn.

Song Shuyue: "It's okay. I really like what she sent. Tell her that we don't owe each other anything anymore, and there's no need to send her expensive things in the future."

Zhou Yangjun nodded, and before he could say anything more, Song Yanzhou came out and took off his apron.

"Yueyue is back. Dinner is ready. The food has just been prepared. Ah Jun, you can eat with us too."

Zhou Yangjun would never refuse such a rare opportunity, so he quickly went in to help serve the dishes.

At the dinner table, Zhou Yangjun saw a completely different Song Shuyue. She wasn't as stern and aloof as usual; instead, she was very cute. When she ate a certain food, her eyes would squint happily, and her chubby little face would puff up.

It looks very appetizing; it's the first time I've seen her with such a cute and charming expression.

Zhou Yangjun's heart was beating even faster, so much so that he stared intently at the young girl and even forgot to pick up any food with his chopsticks.

Seeing Song Shuyue's expression, Song Yanzhou knew she was satisfied, so he put a piece of meat on her plate and said, "Eat more."

Song Shuyue nodded and hummed in agreement.

Song Yanzhou turned his head and found Zhou Yangjun in a daze, so he patted him on the shoulder.

"Eat, you're welcome."

Zhou Yangjun also started eating, and I have to say the cooking skills are truly amazing.

Zhou Yangjun had been pampered since childhood and had never even stepped into a kitchen. She never imagined that someone of Song Yanzhou's status could cook, and cook so well.

It seems he'll need to learn from him in the future.

After finishing her meal, Song Shuyue sat on the sofa and started playing video games, becoming completely engrossed in the game.

Song Yanzhou and Zhou Yangjun started chatting.

Zhou Yangjun kept his gaze fixed on Song Shuyue and asked with a puzzled look, "Does your sister... really like playing video games?"

Song Yanzhou smiled indulgently, "Yes, he's just a kid, that's normal."

After Zhou Yangjun left, Song Shuyue went upstairs to wash up. At 11 p.m., she got up, changed her clothes, and prepared to leave.

But Song Yanzhou noticed and asked, "Yueyue, are you going out?"

Song Shuyue nodded. "Yes, I need to go to the Shen family."

Song Yanzhou put on his coat. "It's so late, I'll go with you."

Just as Song Shuyue was about to say no, she saw Song Yanzhou's firm and unyielding gaze and had no choice but to agree.

As they crossed a bridge, Song Shuyue suddenly shouted, "Stop the car!"

Song Yanzhou immediately stopped the car. "Yueyue, what's wrong?"

Song Shuyue opened the car door and got out. Seeing the man standing by the bridge, she was furious and kicked him hard.

"Ah!" Song Zixuan was kicked to the ground.

"Who is it? Who kicked me? Are you tired of living?" Song Zixuan rubbed his butt and stood up. When he met Song Shuyue's icy face, his arrogance vanished instantly.

"Oh, it was you. Why did you kick me for no reason?"

Song Zixuan felt inexplicably wronged.

Song Yanzhou recognized Song Zixuan and, remembering that he had just been standing on the bridge, scolded him, "Song Zixuan, what happened that made you want to jump into the river to commit suicide? Do you know how dangerous that is? You're my cousin's only son."

Song Zixuan then came to his senses and realized that they might have misunderstood.

He didn't intend to commit suicide; he just came out to get some fresh air because he was feeling down.

"I'm fine, just getting some fresh air. Where are you all going? It's so late at night."

Seeing his expression, Song Shuyue breathed a slight sigh of relief; he wasn't courting death.

"If you have nothing to do, go home early. What are you doing wandering around?" Song Shuyue said this and turned to get into the car.

Curious about where they were going, Song Zixuan hurriedly followed.

"Hey, wait for me! I have nowhere to go anyway, I'll come with you guys."

Once in the car, when Song Yanzhou asked him why he had come to the bridge alone, Song Zixuan remained silent, and after a while, he casually made up an excuse to brush it off.

Song Shuyue, however, exposed him without hesitation: "Someone was full of enthusiasm, thinking he could make a name for himself, but the company lost tens of millions overnight, and cooperation problems followed one after another. He didn't dare to go home and cried alone on this bridge."

Song Zixuan instantly bristled, glared at her sheepishly, and said angrily, "Who's afraid to go home? Besides, I didn't cry."

Song Yanzhou glanced at him. He remembered how excited and happy his cousin had been when he heard that his cousin was going to work.

They thought their son had finally started to work hard.

result......

Song Zixuan was furious for a while, but his arrogance quickly subsided. He hung his head dejectedly, and after a while, he sighed and said, "Do you think I'm really hopeless? A complete and utter piece of trash!"