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

"And you, Mrs. Zhou! I won't say it outright, but it's your Zhou Zhiruo who comes to my sister's door every day wanting to befriend her. How did that become my sister instigating things? If my sister hadn't saved her, she wouldn't even know where she is now. Is this how your Zhou family treats its saviors? Ungrateful wretch."

Mrs. Zhou's face turned ashen with rage. "You!"

She never expected that Song Shuyue was actually Song Yanzhao's sister, and that she would retort to her in front of so many people, showing her no respect whatsoever.

Gu Yuqing clenched her fists slightly behind her back. It was a shame that Song Yanzhao, a public figure, had no manners at all.

He pushed her away.

"Song Shuyue! You dare push me? You're dead!"

Zhou Zhimei, soaking wet, charged over aggressively.

Just as Song Yanzhao was about to protect Song Shuyue, Song Shuyue kicked him away and then dodged Zhou Zhimei's attack.

In her eyes, Zhou Zhimei's attacks were no different from those of a clown, all bared and claws.

His actions were brutal, driven solely by a desire to defeat her.

Seizing the opportunity, Song Shuyue struck her knee hard, then slapped her across the face.

Zhou Zhimei hadn't expected Song Shuyue to be so agile. She was caught off guard and hit by her. Song Shuyue had used all her strength in that slap.

Zhou Zhimei was thrown out and rolled several meters away.

One of my teeth was knocked out.

"Xiao Mei!" Mrs. Zhou looked incredulously at her niece who had been slapped and sent flying.

Extremely anxious, they quickly helped the person up.

Zhou Zhimei looked up at Zhou Yangjun. Zhou Yangjun was still unaware of what had happened when he saw Zhou Zhimei's swollen face, the blood at the corner of her mouth, and the fact that she had lost a tooth.

Who could have beaten Zhou Zhimei into this state?

"How is this going?"

When Zhou Zhimei saw Zhou Yangjun arrive, she cried and complained, "Brother Zhou, you have to stand up for me! That bitch hit me!"

Just as Zhou Yangjun was about to ask who dared to bully the Zhou family, he saw Song Shuyue's fair and indifferent face.

My eyes were instantly drawn to it, so I straightened my clothes and went over.

"Miss Song, what a coincidence!"

Zhou Yangjun smiled confidently and strode over.

Zhou Zhimei stared wide-eyed at Zhou Yangjun's expression in disbelief, her hands clenching tightly.

Mrs. Zhou immediately regained her composure when she saw Zhou Yangjun's momentum weaken.

Pointing at Song Shuyue and the others, he cursed loudly, "Ah Jun, these are the people who bullied us. You must stand up for us, especially that little bitch Song Shuyue. She pushed Xiao Mei into the sea and even hit her! You have to teach them a lesson!"

The Zhou family is a martial arts family, and most of them know some self-defense techniques. Apart from them, Zhou Yangjun is the best among the younger generation of the Zhou family and is also a key person to be cultivated by the family.

His skills were a waste against people like Song Yanzhao, let alone Song Shuyue.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yangjun turned around and rebuked them, saying, "Do you have any evidence? How can you just frame someone like that? Even if Miss Song hit Zhou Zhimei, it must be because she did something that made people unable to tolerate it."

After their life-or-death adventure, Song Shuyue became Zhou Yangjun's goddess.

He knew her personality well; she never liked to cause trouble and was aloof and dignified.

Mrs. Zhou paused upon hearing these harsh words, and helped Zhou Zhimei to her feet.

"Ah Jun, do you know what you're saying? You're talking about outsiders!"

"I believe Miss Song would not push you into the sea; there may be a misunderstanding."

Zhou Zhimei wanted nothing more than to devour Song Shuyue alive; her eyes were like those of a venomous snake flicking its tongue, glaring fiercely at Song Shuyue.

“Brother Zhou, what other reason could there be? I just said a few more words and she got upset. You know what? I fell from such a height and almost died.”

Zhou Zhimei felt extremely aggrieved. She had known Zhou Yangjun for so many years, while he had only known Song Shuyue, that little bitch, for a few months, yet he always sided with her.

Gu Yuqing chimed in, "Young Master Zhou, it was indeed Miss Song's fault. I saw it with my own eyes. She pushed Miss Zhou down. If it weren't for the rescuers below, Miss Zhou might have lost her life."

Song Yanzhao: "You're talking nonsense. My sister couldn't possibly do such a thing. Gu Yuqing, you're slandering my sister. I'll tear your mouth apart."

Song Qingli also defended Song Shuyue, saying, "Yes, it couldn't be Yueyue."

Zhou Zhimei gritted her teeth in anger, "Song Shuyue, you dare to do it but not admit it."

Song Shuyue was bored and annoyed. Couldn't these people's tricks be any more clichéd? She was tired of hearing them.

Song Shuyue slowly said, "Gu Yuqing, you said you saw me push her down, but what evidence do you have?"

Gu Yuqing didn't expect her to ask her a question in return. After hesitating for a moment, she looked at Zhou Zhimei's determined eyes and nodded.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

"Then tell me how I pushed her down!"

"I..." Gu Yuqing was speechless for a moment.

Song Shuyue pointed to the camera above her head, "Instead of wasting time talking here, let's go check the surveillance footage. You're so sure it's me, but if the footage doesn't show it's me, Zhou Zhimei and Gu Yuqing, you'd better be prepared to see us in court."

Gu Yuqing's face turned pale; she had no idea there were security cameras in this place.

Song Yanzhao shouted angrily, "I'll personally go and retrieve the surveillance footage. Let's see what you have to say then."

Zhou Zhimei and Gu Yuqing both looked like they had eaten shit. The two who were so aggressive just now were now standing there with their heads down, not saying a word.

Song Yanbai and Shen Heming also arrived. They had been talking with other business partners when they heard that someone had fallen into the water, so they came over here.

The rest is up to Song Yanbai to handle. Song Yanbai will naturally demand an explanation from the Gu and Zhou families.

Song Shuyue felt a little tired and was about to go back to her room to rest when she saw a familiar person walking over. She was sure she hadn't been mistaken when she saw her at Shen Heming's house last time; it was indeed An Qiqi.

An Qiqi was holding a man's arm, wearing a pair of ten-centimeter-high black heels, and had her hair cut short.

With fiery red lips, she walked confidently toward Song Shuyue.

His eyes revealed hatred and disdain for Song Shuyue as he openly appeared before her.

It's as if it's saying, "Song Shuyue, I am now more noble and powerful than you."

After treating Shen Heming last time, Song Shuyue saw a familiar figure at the intersection when she left.

At first I thought I was seeing things, but now I realize that An Qiqi had already come to Beijing by then.

An Qiqi smiled and hugged the man beside her tightly, wishing she could press her whole body against him.

"Sister, long time no see."

Song Shuyue frowned slightly, only glancing at her briefly without lingering her gaze on her.