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

The woman seemed to dislike people deliberately approaching her; she frowned and spoke with a hint of coldness.

He called out to those behind him, "Assistant, where are you?"

Seeing that there was no one behind her, he impatiently took out his phone and dialed his assistant's number, but the line was busy.

"Sister, don't be so aloof. We're all out having fun. Just treat me to a drink."

The boy persisted, deliberately feigning a wronged expression.

Song Jingmeng pinched the bridge of her nose, exuding a gloomy and displeased aura. Her mind was a bit muddled, and she didn't know if it was because she had drunk some alcohol or because the customer from earlier was too difficult.

Taking a deep breath and calming herself down, she didn't want to argue with a waiter. She picked up her drink and was about to drink it.

One hand held her wrist.

Song Jingmeng looked up and met a bright and aloof face. "Who are you?"

Song Shuyue didn't answer her question. Instead, she took the glass of wine from her hand and splashed it directly onto the young man's face.

His tone was extremely cold, "What are you doing here at such a young age, not learning anything good? I'll give you one chance, get out!"

The boy gritted his teeth and glared at Song Shuyue resentfully. His plan had been exposed, and he was extremely indignant.

Before he could say another word in his defense, he heard the cold voice from the other end of the line again.

"If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

Upon hearing the words "call the police," the boy's face showed a hint of panic, and he immediately turned and ran away.

Song Jingmeng wasn't a three-year-old child; how could she not see the panic on the boy's face? She instantly understood the cause and effect of that glass of wine.

"Thank you, little girl. What's your name?"

"Are you Song Jingmeng?" Song Shuyue asked.

Song Jingmeng nodded, looking at the girl in front of her with a puzzled expression. She recognized her, but then again, she was a public figure, so it wasn't surprising that she could recognize her.

Song Shuyue checked what was about to happen to Song Jingmeng; it was too dangerous!

If she doesn't show up here tonight, then some people's plans will have succeeded.

"My name is Song Shuyue. Come with me first, someone is plotting against you!"

Before Song Jingmeng could even process the familiar name, Song Shuyou abruptly grabbed her and pulled her out.

Realizing the danger was approaching, Song Shuyue told Gu Xiaoxiao to go home immediately.

Gu Xiaoxiao didn't ask any more questions, just said "Let's get together again next time" and left immediately.

Confused, Song Jingmeng was pulled out of the bar. "Where are we going? Wait... what's going on?"

When Song Shuyue turned around, she saw a group of bald men rushing out of the bar. They were all burly and looked like they were looking for someone. When they saw Song Jingmeng, they immediately rushed towards them.

"No time to explain! Take off your shoes and run!"

With a roar, Song Shuyue grabbed Song Jingmeng and ran forward. She needed to find a secluded place to deal with these people.

This whole thing is aimed at Song Jingmeng, so she can't show her face.

When Song Jingmeng saw the burly men chasing after them, she turned pale with fright and took off her high heels to run after them.

Looking at the girl's cool and beautiful face, and after carefully recalling the name, a sudden inspiration flashed through his mind.

Song Shuyue! She is Aunt Song Xue'er's daughter.

During their previous phone call, she heard her older brother praise Song Shuyue countless times, saying that Song Zixuan had grown a lot because of Song Shuyue, and that Song Shuyue was the lucky star of their Song family, saving him from danger several times.

"Are you Yueyue?" Song Jingmeng asked, her joy mixed with worry. She glanced at the people behind her and asked in confusion, "Who are they? Are they here for us?"

Song Shuyue: "To be precise, they're targeting you. There are also a lot of paparazzi lying in wait over there. If you get into a fight with them, you'll be on the front page tomorrow. This is their second plan, since their first plan didn't work out."

Song Jingmeng wasn't stupid. Recalling the scene in the bar, her pupils suddenly widened. "That boy drugged me!"

Song Shuyue hummed in agreement, finally escaping the area where she was being followed. However, given that they were well-prepared, dealing with the situation would be quite tricky for her.

Now there are only a few people left, and she can easily take them down.

"You stay in the corner and hide. Don't come out until I've dealt with them all."

Song Shuyue said to her seriously, and Song Jingmeng wanted to argue, how could she, a child, take the risk for her? But Song Shuyue pushed her out.

"You better not hold me back!"

Upon hearing this, Song Jingmeng didn't know how to say what she wanted to say, and could only obediently hide to the side.

My older brother said that Yueyue is incredibly amazing. She was able to save him from danger, so she must be no ordinary person. She absolutely mustn't get hurt!

"It was you, little wench, who took him away. We need someone to spare your life. Tell us! Where is that person? If you tell us, we might let you go. Otherwise, with your skinny arms and legs, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

"Brother, this girl ruined our plans at the bar just now. We absolutely cannot let this brat get away with it."

"So it's you too. Then beat her up." At the leader's command, more than a dozen burly men swarmed towards Song Shuyue.

Song Shuyue remained completely calm. Her eyes darkened, and she moved among them like a ghost, her movements so fast that not even a fleeting afterimage could be caught.

Song Jingmeng stared wide-eyed in astonishment at the scene before her, the sound of bones snapping and cracking echoing in the air, a sound that sent chills down her spine.

After kicking the last one several meters away, Song Shuyue calmed down, glanced coldly at them, and said to Song Jingmeng, "Come out, we should go!"

Song Jingmeng stared in disbelief, then strode towards Song Shuyue, exclaiming, "Shuyue, you're amazing!"

Song Shuyue: "Hurry up and leave, they're not just one group."

Song Jingmeng gasped. What she meant was that there were many more groups of people who wanted to harm her.

Song Jingmeng took out her phone, about to call her assistant, when Song Shuyue stood by the river, quietly looking at the calm, dark water. Her gaze was deep, calm, and undisturbed, just like the water itself.

He glanced at her movements and reminded her, "If you're thinking of calling your assistant, I advise you not to walk into a trap, because he has already betrayed you, and he was also involved in tonight's events."

Upon hearing this, Song Jingmeng's hand trembled, and she almost dropped her phone. Looking at the contacts she was about to tap on, she felt a chill run down her spine.

"What do you mean?"

Song Shuyue: "It's what you think, that your assistant betrayed you, including your husband, and that tonight your husband wanted to kill you. Do you believe that?"