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

Wu Yun was kicked to the ground, her eyes filled with deep resentment. Why did the plan, which should have been foolproof, go wrong?

They had calculated all of Wu Yunhui's escape routes.

But to my surprise, she still managed to escape safely, even though it was a dead end.

Wu Yun remained silent, letting Song Jingmeng hurl hysterical insults at her.

It took Song Jingmeng a while to regain her composure. She shouldn't be asking pointless questions here; investigating everything behind the scenes was the important thing.

"Wu Yunhui, it's fine if you don't tell me. You should know my methods very well. I won't let you go."

The fear that flashed across Wu Yun's eyes was suppressed again, and she continued to bite her lip, refusing to utter a word.

Song Shuyue glanced indifferently at the villa in front of her. "Take back the house and car you gave me. And didn't you help his son get into an international elite academy? Tell them he doesn't meet the requirements."

The last sentence is the key. Wu Yun's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Song Shuyue with a look of horror.

"No! This has nothing to do with my son, Song Jingmeng, Song Jingmeng, this has nothing to do with my son, please don't involve him."

Her son was her bottom line; everything she did was for her precious son.

Song Shuyue: "You've ruined your son. This time, it's because he owes someone tens of millions of yuan that you started thinking crookedly. It's also because of Huang Ciyin's instigation."

Huang Ciyin is skilled at bewitching people and also adept at psychological manipulation.

He knew that although Wu Yunhui earned a considerable salary each month, she had an extremely extravagant son and had no money at all, so her life was very difficult. If it weren't for the help of her generous and kind boss, Song Jingmeng.

Her life became even more miserable.

This time, it was because her son owed tens of millions of US dollars abroad that she was desperate and resorted to any treatment she could find.

She knew that Song Jingmeng would never be able to come up with that much money to help her, and she herself was unwilling to sell her car or house in order to maintain that so-called vanity.

Huang Ciyin promised her that he would help her pay off her son's debts after the matter was settled, and would also give her 10% of the shares.

Wu Yun was tempted. She dreamed of becoming as powerful as Song Jingmeng, especially after Huang Ciyin said that she was capable enough to replace Song Jingmeng. At this moment, her desire to get rid of Song Jingmeng reached its peak.

She is exceptionally capable, no less so than Song Jingmeng. Why is it that she can become the company's CEO and a dominant female president in the business world, while she cannot?

Wu Yun raised her head, her eyes filled with ambition, and sneered, "So what if it is? Song Jingmeng, everyone says you treat me, your assistant, well, but last time my son got into trouble, I asked you to help me settle things. What did you tell me? You said that adults have to pay the price for their mistakes. From that moment on, I understood that in your heart I am just your subordinate. The little bit of kindness you show me is only because of my value."

Song Jingmeng looked at her in astonishment, not expecting her to think of her that way.

She still remembered this incident; it was Wu Yunhui's son who committed this beastly act, how could she possibly aid and abet such a wicked person?

She felt that it was because she was unwilling to help.

She had never been so disappointed. For the first time, she understood what it meant to be an ingrate. The woman hadn't mentioned a single good deed she had done for her.

Every time she went shopping, she used her own card; for every meal or gathering, she always made sure the customer looked glamorous. She treated her not like an assistant, but like family, but she...

Song Jingmeng finally realized what was happening. She looked up at the dark sky, feeling a pang of pain in her heart, but she didn't show it.

The voice softened slightly, "Wu Yunhui, prepare to face legal consequences."

Then turned and left.

Wu Yun would break down and shout, "Song Jingmeng, you are so hypocritical! You said you treated me like your best friend, but this is how you treated me! I hate you! You deserve to be unable to have children, you deserve to be betrayed by your husband! You brought this on yourself, you deserve it!"

Song Jingmeng clenched her fists tightly; the pain in her palms cleared her mind considerably.

Yun Yun glared at Wu Yunhui with disgust. They had all seen how Song Jingmeng had treated her.

What an ingrate!

“Wu Yunhui, don’t forget that when you were sending out resumes everywhere and no one would hire you, it was my sister who gave you a way out. Over the years, when have you ever spent your own money while you were with her? You’re such an ungrateful wretch. When you were giving birth, you were on the verge of death, and it was my sister who was by your side. When you were being retaliated against by that scumbag, it was my sister who saved you. Wu Yunhui, you will regret everything you’ve done because you have no conscience.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Yunhui stood there stunned, as if struck by lightning, her gaze unfocused. Is that so?

Seems to be.

Did she do something wrong?

Song Jingmeng covered her face and cried bitterly after returning to the car. Song Shuyue stood aside without getting in the car, while Yun Yun got in to comfort her.

Song Yanzhou and Song Haojin were filled with righteous indignation.

Song Shuyue's gaze was deep. A person's life will experience many things, and ups and downs are part of life.

Wu Yun was taken away by the police. Looking at the woman sitting in the car, tears streamed down her face. She felt like she had made a mistake.

But it's too late to make amends.

Mr. Song, I'm sorry.

"Where do we go next? It's almost 12 o'clock."

Unbeknownst to them, they had experienced a lot tonight. Song Shuyue yawned and said, "Let's go back to sleep and go find Huang Ciyin first thing tomorrow morning."

"No! I'm going to find that scumbag tonight and kill him."

Song Jingmeng's eyes burned with a fierce rage, wishing she could rush over and devour Huang Ciyin alive.

Song Shuyue: "No, if you go tonight, you'll only alert him and miss the best opportunity. Tomorrow morning I'll show you the real show. That's it, no one is allowed to contradict me. If you go to him on your own, you'll have to bear the consequences. What you should do is investigate all his crimes, prove your innocence, and avoid implicating the Song family. That's what you should be doing right now. I'm going back to sleep and driving."

Upon hearing this, Song Yanzhou immediately started the car. It was so late; his younger sister should rest.

After dropping the others off at home, Song Yanzhou and his companion returned home and saw a girl sitting at the door, leaning against it and fast asleep.

When Song Yanzhou walked over, he saw that it was Zhou Yangjun's cousin, Zhou Zhiruo.

Why is she here?

Song Shuyue was also a little shocked when she saw the person. She said she would come every day, and she really hadn't missed a single day these past few days. Today, none of them were here, yet she was still waiting here.

Song Shuyue reached out and patted her shoulder, "Wake up."

When forcibly woken up, Zhou Zhiruo stared blankly for a few seconds before her mind cleared and she jumped up abruptly.

"Shuyue, you're back!"

Seeing her like this, Song Shuyue couldn't bear to send her away directly. "Let's go inside first."