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

Next, they visited them one by one, and the result was the same: they had all been violated by that beast Huang Ciyin.

Most importantly, just a few days ago, some female students were threatened by him and tortured under the pretext of returning to their alma mater to thank their teachers. They were even warned before leaving.

They each chose to record audio or take photos in their own way.

Song Shuyue glanced at the densely packed names on the list, then looked at Song Jingmeng and asked directly, "Do you want to continue? He has hurt more than just these girls over the years. I'm looking for these first because they are all girls who have been assaulted in recent years. If you feel it's not enough, we can continue and prove what I said one by one."

Song Jingmeng went from unwavering faith in her husband at the beginning to feeling heartbroken, resentful, and disgusted now.

Those hands, clenched so tightly for so long, had nails that had dug the flesh in their palms until it bled.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that he wished he could crush them to pieces.

I want to ask him myself!

Why did he do that?

Did he really do these things?

If not, then how do you explain these photos, videos, and recordings?

Song Shuyue could tell that her heart had wavered, which made things a little easier.

"Don't rush, deal with your assistant first, she's the one who's going to make a big splash tonight."

Song Jingmeng looked at the girl in front of her, who was cold as ice and never smiled. Every word she spoke was inexplicably convincing.

"Mengmeng, listen to Yueyue tonight."

Song Haojin deeply realized the seriousness of this matter, and that these incidents reflected more than just the issue of infidelity between the couple.

The biggest issue involves the Song family. Huang Ciyin is using the Song family's reputation and power to do whatever he wants.

The scope is very wide, and if this matter is exploited by someone with ulterior motives, it could implicate the entire Song family.

The impact is so great that it is beyond their control.

Song Jingmeng wanted to retort, but Song Yanzhou saw right through her.

“Cousin, you keep going against the facts and denying things. Could it be that you are condoning your husband’s actions?”

Song Jingmeng turned around abruptly and retorted loudly, "It wasn't me!"

She could never do such a thing. The Song family is upright and honest; how could they possibly condone someone doing something so beastly?

Song Yanzhou: "Then why don't you want to believe it, Yueyue? I think you shouldn't have saved your cousin tonight. She still can't tell right from wrong."

"Song Yanzhou, you!" Song Jingmeng had no rebuttal.

She just didn't want to believe it, she...

After living together for over thirty years, their relationship was as sweet as honey, how could it suddenly...?

Song Shuyue: "Stop talking nonsense, Song Jingmeng. I don't have time to explain to you here. Whether you believe it or not, the issue you should be considering now is not whether you believe it or not, or whether you should get a divorce, but how you can clear your name and prove that Huang Ciyin is not backed by you."

Song Jingmeng's eyes widened suddenly, filled with terror.

She hadn't even realized this before. She and Huang Ciyin were husband and wife, and he had used the Song family as a shield to threaten people more than once.

How can I explain this? But! She really knows nothing about it.

"It wasn't me. I knew nothing about it, and I didn't use my power to bully anyone. I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Shuyue got into the car.

Song Yanzhou also left. Song Jingmeng felt a chill run down her spine, and a wave of coldness swept over her heart. She began to panic.

The overwhelming sense of guilt made her body tremble.

Huang Ciyin was acting recklessly in her name, and many of the girls even thought that she had tacitly approved of it all.

She was involved too; she was her husband's accomplice, she was...

Song Haojin patted her shoulder, "Don't be afraid, with Yueyue and us here, this matter will definitely be resolved."

Song Yanzhou really admired his younger sister for being able to collect so many things.

Song Jingmeng got into the car. She had figured it out and made up her mind.

If Huang Ciyin really did these things, she would not hesitate to call the police, seek justice for those girls, and make him pay a heavy price.

She will not tolerate this.

"Go to Wu Yunhui's house."

Wu Yun is Song Jingmeng's capable assistant, earning a monthly salary of one million yuan. The luxury cars and mansions were all gifts from Song Jingmeng, and she has been with Song Jingmeng for over twenty years.

When the group arrived at Wu Yunhui's house, they saw that it was brightly lit, and Song Jingmeng immediately rang the doorbell.

"Who?"

Wu Yun would lazily open the door, but when she saw that it was Song Jingmeng, she was instantly jolted awake, her face turned pale, and her whole body trembled.

It took her a while to find her voice, "President Song! President Song, what brings you here?"

Wu Yun tried her best to hide her inner panic and greeted her with a smile.

Song Jingmeng reached out and slapped Wu Yunhui across the face, knocking her to the ground with a loud "smack!"

At that moment, Wu Yun didn't care about the pain at all; she was anxiously trying to find her phone.

The plan failed? How could this be? This shouldn't be happening, it shouldn't be happening.

Song Jingmeng shouldn't still be alive; she should be dead.

Song Shuyue stepped on her hand that was holding the phone, and Song Yanzhou took the opportunity to snatch it away.

"Want to tip someone off? Too bad, you won't get your chance." Song Shuyue's cold voice rang out.

Wu Yunhui's face was deathly pale, but thanks to the strong mentality she had developed from being Song Jingmeng's assistant for so many years, she regained her composure.

Slowly sort things out.

She must not lose her composure; yes, she must not lose her composure.

They might not know anything at all.

Even if she knew, she could still deny it, claiming she was completely loyal to Song Jingmeng.

Song Jingmeng is very soft-hearted. As long as she begs for mercy and acts pitiful, she will definitely be able to get away with this.

Wu Yun got up, looking confused, and asked, "President Song, why are you here? What happened? What do you mean by 'information'? What happened tonight?"

Wu Yun is very clever; she will simply pretend to know nothing about it.

From the expression on her face when she saw her the moment she opened the door, Song Jingmeng could tell that this matter was related to her.

Disheartened, she felt mostly anger; she couldn't understand why her friend had betrayed her.

She clearly treated them the best.

Song Jingmeng's face was dark and her eyes were filled with murderous hatred.

Why didn't you answer my calls? And where did you go tonight?

Wu Yun immediately replied, "Mr. Song, my phone broke. It was just repaired and returned to me. I found out my phone was broken at the bar, so I took it there for repair. When I came back, I found you were gone. I thought you went straight home."

Song Jingmeng's eyes were full of sarcasm.

“Wu Yunhui, what good will it do you if I die? You’re still trying to deny it now. Those people have already confessed that you planned everything tonight.”

Wu Yunhui's face turned pale instantly.

She had no idea those people would...

He clearly took so much money from her.

"President Song, I really don't know. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"If you have anything to say, just talk to the police."

Song Shuyue's words completely broke Wu Yunhui's composure.

Song Haojin is here too. Has the truth really been exposed?

She swallowed hard and knelt down immediately. "President Song, believe me, I never wanted to harm you, really. I've been with you for over twenty years, you know what kind of person I am. President Song, you gave me a way to make a living, I have endless gratitude for you, how could I possibly want to harm you?"

Song Jingmeng closed her eyes in disappointment. For over twenty years, she had long regarded the woman in front of her as her own sister.

He always thought of her as the best option.

Song Shuyue: "Wu Yunhui, you conspired with Huang Ciyin to have someone kill Song Jingmeng, and you even planted tracking devices in her phone and tampered with her car. What else do you have to say?"

Song Shuyue recited it word for word.

Wu Yun's pupils dilated suddenly; they all knew perfectly well.

How did they manage to investigate so thoroughly in such a short time?

She had already prepared a way out. Even if she didn't succeed tonight, she could ensure that the Song family wouldn't trace her. And even if they did suspect her, she would have already disappeared without a trace.

But now!

Wu Yun kept shaking her head, saying, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me."

Song Jingmeng was so angry that her chest heaved violently, her emotions fluctuated greatly, her face turned red, and she kicked her hard.

"Why! Why! Wu Yunhui, I'll just ask you one question: Why! Why did you betray me? Haven't I been good to you? Why did you betray me? Tell me!"