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

Jiang Qianyun was startled by Shen Heming's aura, but then she saw the fearless, icy woman behind him.

He increasingly felt that she was provoking him, and suppressed the trembling in his heart.

"Shen Heming, I wasn't wrong. During the time you were sick, Sister Gu stayed by your side and went everywhere to find doctors to treat you. But now you're breaking off your engagement with this woman. You've gone too far!"

Shen Heming's face was dark and sullen. Because she was a girl, he couldn't say some things too harshly.

But Jiang Qianyun's attitude and words have seriously hurt Yueyue.

Jiang Qianyun angrily pointed her finger at Song Shuyue's eyes.

"What's your name? Do your family know that you've ruined someone's relationship and become a shameless mistress? And what makes you think you can question my medical skills? What makes you think that person was poisoned? What evidence do you have?"

The key point is this: Jiang Qianyun felt that the woman in front of her was openly challenging her authority.

Song Shuyue patted Shen Heming on the shoulder, signaling him to stand aside.

Song Shuyue dislikes idle chatter.

She keeps calling herself a mistress; does she really think she's someone to be trifled with?

Song Shuyue stepped forward directly, extending her hand decisively, crisply, and swiftly.

There was a "click".

Jiang Qianyun's wrist bone dislocated, "Ah!"

Jiang Qianyun let out a heart-wrenching scream, drawing the attention of everyone in the hall.

Jiang Qianyun's eyes widened, her face covered in sweat from the pain, and her hands trembled as she carefully lifted her wrist, which had been twisted and dislocated.

"you you you!"

Jiang Qianyun was terrified; the physical pain and fear prevented her from uttering a complete sentence.

Song Shuyue's eyes were cold and indifferent, revealing a hint of displeasure. "Who gave you the audacity to insult me!"

Several of Jiang Qianyun's girlfriends stood up and said, "You, you actually dared to hurt Qianyun, you're dead."

"Qianyun, how are you?"

Jiang Qianyun felt a pain that penetrated to the very core, so intense that her teeth chattered, and she glared resentfully at the woman before her.

"You! You dare to break my hand!"

Jiang Qianyun gritted her teeth and said, word by word.

The people around were all amazed. This person was amazing; he actually broke Jiang Qianyun's hand with his bare hands.

"who is she?"

"I don't know either. I heard he's a friend of Shen Heming, so he must be either rich or powerful."

"Maybe it's some young lady from a wealthy family. Jiang Qianyun has really bitten off more than she can chew. Someone actually dares to go head-to-head with her."

"Jiang Qianyun is a young lady of the Jiang family. I heard that her brothers are here tonight too. This girl is in trouble. She was too impulsive. After all, the Jiang family is not a family that ordinary people can afford to offend."

"That's right. Even if she has Shen Heming as her guarantor, I doubt the Jiang family will let her off easily."

"What happened? Little sister, what's wrong?"

A tall, slender man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a green coat walked over gracefully.

When Jiang Qianyun saw her older brother arrive, she immediately cried out, "Big brother, look at my hand! It's all because of this bitch! She broke my hand! You have to beat her to death!"

Jiang Qianyun held her hands up to her brother's face. Jiang Fusheng glanced at her bony hands and frowned.

Turning his head to look at Song Shuyue beside him, he could tell at a glance that this girl was no ordinary person.

Her demeanor was so aloof, her eyes calm and undisturbed, like a deep, mysterious pool that had been settling for a long time.

She couldn't detect a trace of fear in him, only power. Her slight glance sent a chill down his spine.

He wasn't an unreasonable person who couldn't distinguish right from wrong; he knew his sister's personality very well.

She must have gone too far again to force someone to take action.

"Tell me! Did you strike first?"

Jiang Qianyun was stunned for two seconds, bewildered by her older brother's question. What did her brother mean? Shouldn't he be avenging her? Why was he asking her the opposite question?

Jiang Qianyun was so angry that her face turned red. "Big brother, what are you saying? What do you mean I started it? It was this bitch who hit me. She wanted to steal my thunder. She's a mistress."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Jiang Fusheng couldn't help but rebuke, "Jiang Qianyun, you're not allowed to talk nonsense."

Does she realize how much damage the term "mistress" can do to a girl's reputation?

In their circle, the word "mistress" is the most taboo.

Furthermore, the girl in front of me looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, how could she possibly be...?

Jiang Qianyun was furious and glared fiercely at Song Shuyue, "Big brother, she is a mistress. She ruined the relationship between Shen Heming and Sister Gu. Sister Gu and Shen Heming were engaged, but for some reason they broke off the engagement. You don't know how heartbroken Sister Gu was because of this. It's all because of her. She must have seduced Shen Heming."

Song Shuyue's eyes were sharp, and her tone was devoid of any emotion, like ice shards in a cold ice cellar.

“If you say another word, I’ll break your legs too. I mean what I say. Try saying it again.”

Jiang Qianyun met those eyes and felt a chill run down her spine, a coldness shooting from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

"you!"

Shen Heming: "Mr. Jiang, now that you're here, things are easier to discuss. Miss Jiang has been speaking rudely and disrespectfully, offending my friend. I demand that she formally apologize to my friend and guarantee that such a situation will not happen again. Otherwise, my Shen family will definitely hold Miss Jiang accountable."

Jiang Qianyun retorted loudly, "What! You want me to apologize to this woman? Dream on! Who does she think she is? She broke my hand. I'm the one who should be held responsible. I will make her pay the price and make her wish she were dead."

Jiang Fusheng roared sternly, "Jiang Qianyun, shut your mouth! Apologize to Mr. Shen and this young lady right now!"

Jiang Qianyun felt wronged and looked at her older brother in disbelief. Not only did he not side with her, but he also made her apologize to them.

What is this bitch? She doesn't deserve to apologize to her.

"Brother! I don't want to! I did nothing wrong. She just questioned my medical skills. Why can't I say anything to her? I clearly saved a patient's life. Everyone can testify to that. But this woman insists that the person was poisoned. I sent the patient to the emergency room before I even removed the needles. Does she know what kind of consequences that sentence will have on that patient? She just wants to steal my thunder."

Jiang Fusheng couldn't help but frown. Although his sister was a bit spoiled and unreasonable, she had been exposed to medical skills from her parents since childhood and could treat patients at the age of ten.

She said the needles hadn't been removed yet.

Song Shuyue sneered, her eyes full of mockery.

"If what they said earlier is correct, you are not a doctor. Since you are not a doctor, what qualifications do you have to treat patients and administer acupuncture? You said I wanted to steal your thunder. May I ask what thunder you have that I can steal? All I see in you is unreasonableness, aggressiveness, ignorance, lack of self-reflection, low cognitive ability, shrewishness, and petty-mindedness."