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

[Song Shuyue suspected of having mental illness]

[Song Shuyue's mental illness has been confirmed; she wanted to kill her biological parents.]

Public opinion instantly surged to the top of trending searches, with a deluge of online accusations against Song Shuyue.

The Song Group was also affected as a result.

The numbers on Song Shuyue's merit book are increasing rapidly.

Upon seeing this, Song Shuyue crushed the apple with her bare hands.

Song Xue'er opened her eyes and saw this scene, which startled her so much that her pupils dilated suddenly.

"Yueyue, what's wrong with me?"

Song Shuyue gave a sinister smile, grabbed her mother by the ear, and lifted her up.

"Ms. Song, should we call you smart or stupid? You said you could handle it, but you almost lost your life, right?"

Song Xue'er dared not resist. Yueyue's aura was so strong that a strange fear rose in her bones.

"Hey, let me go first, let me go first, Yueyue, listen to me, listen to me."

Song Shuyue finally let go of the person, feeling furious. She shouldn't have trusted Song Xue'er and thought she could really handle it.

After listening to the doctor's words and combining them with what Yueyue said, Song Xueer most likely knew why she had fallen into a coma.

She was poisoned and almost died.

If Yueyue hadn't tried her best to stop her, Anlin would have forced her onto the operating table and had her heart and lungs ripped out.

Song Xue'er was so angry that she trembled all over, her clenched fists shook violently, and she gritted her teeth.

An Linsheng, we've been husband and wife, how dare you!

How dare you?

Song Xue'er closed her eyes weakly, took a deep breath, wiped away the tears that slid down her cheeks, and opened them again, her eyes resolute and ruthless.

"Yueyue, I admit that I was too soft-hearted, which gave him an opportunity. This time, I won't be soft-hearted. Yueyue, please trust me one more time. I will definitely be able to resolve everything."

Song Shuyue took a bite of the apple with a crunch.

“Ms. Song, you should thank your father; he was making plans for you even on his deathbed.”

As she spoke, Song Shuyue handed her a business card. "What's this?" Song Xue'er looked at the business card curiously.

"Lin Guoqiang can't help you much. He can only give you an investigation report. Just an hour ago, he suddenly fell ill and had to be sent back. He said he would ask his son, President Lin, a well-known foreign entrepreneur, to help you, but you didn't agree. As for the reason, I don't want to ask too much. This person has been working at the Song Group for a long time, but he was left behind by your father. Whether you can take back the Song Group depends on him and you."

Song Xue'er lowered her head, clenched the business card in her hand, and looked up at her daughter, whom she had always ignored. She had actually investigated so thoroughly.

As for him, she didn't want him to see her in such a disheveled state.

Song Shuyue smiled, knowing perfectly well why Song Xue'er was unwilling to let that person come back to help.

I thought Song Xueer was just a love-struck fool, but at least she wasn't confused about one thing.

"Yueyue, thank you. Mom will definitely make Anlin wish he were dead."

Song Xue'er made up her mind, for the sake of the Song family.

For...father.

Father, you have worried about me your whole life, but your daughter has never listened to you. If I had listened to you back then, things wouldn't be like this today.

It was too late for Song Xue'er to regret it.

After a while, An Qiqi came over with red eyes.

"Mom, Mom, are you alright? I was so worried about you, I thought I'd never see you again."

Song Xue'er concealed the hatred in her eyes and forced a smile. "Qiqi, I'm fine, aren't I? Where's your dad? I'm sick, and he hasn't even come to see me. I heard from Yueyue that he actually wants to have criminals perform surgery on me, to rip out my kidneys and heart, is that true!"

An Qiqi shook her head frantically, grabbed Song Xue'er's hand, and quickly explained, "No, no, Mom, Dad didn't know they were bad people. Dad was just too worried about you, afraid that something would happen to you. He was so concerned that he didn't investigate properly."

He then looked at Song Shuyue and said, "As for why Dad didn't come, you'll have to ask my sister. She...she..."

Song Shuyue said casually, "What happened to me? I was just slashed. I shouldn't be dead yet, right? Using public opinion to cyberbully me, you two are really something."

An Qiqi's heart skipped a beat. How could she have known? She looked at Song Xue'er with an innocent expression.

“Mom, no, Dad and I didn’t know anything about what happened online. There were so many people at the hospital at the time, I really don’t know who posted the video. Sister, we’re family, how could I hurt you?”

Song Shuyue was too lazy to watch her continue acting, so she directly told her to leave.

"An Qiqi, get out if you don't want me to beat you."

An Qiqi clenched her fists, "Song Shuyue, you!"

Song Xue'er pinched the bridge of her nose. "Qiqi, you should go back first!"

"Mother!"

An Qiqi suddenly turned around and looked at Song Xueer. Why had she been siding with Song Shuyue all these times?

why!

It wasn't like this before.

Ma Juncai knocked on the door and smiled brightly, "Auntie, hello, I'm Song Shuyue's classmate, my name is Ma Juncai, how are you feeling, Auntie?"

Song Shuyue told Song Xueer about Ma Juncai's help.

Song Xue'er smiled knowingly, "I'm fine, young man, thank you. You are the young master of the Ma family, you are indeed a handsome young man."

Ma Juncai blushed with embarrassment. "Auntie, you're very pretty too. I'm glad you're alright. I wanted to ask Song Shuyue a question. What do you think?"

Song Xueer: "Okay, Yueyue, you and your friends have something to do, so you can go ahead and do your work."

Song Shuyue nodded, stood up and left.

From beginning to end, Ma Juncai completely ignored An Qiqi and followed Song Shuyue.

An Qiqi clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms without her noticing, her eyes filled with a venomous, murderous intent.

Song Xueer took in this scene and thought, "An Qiqi, I really have raised a poisonous snake, a heartless ingrate."

All my good intentions were wasted.

Upon arriving outside the hospital, Song Shuyue stopped and crossed her arms. "Speak, what do you want from me?"

Having learned from past mistakes, Ma Jun was quite sensible. "Song Shuyue, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I know a really popular snack shop up ahead, the food is delicious. I've already asked the owner to cook for me. How about we go together?"

Song Shuyue was very satisfied with his understanding and smiled faintly, "Then I'll do as you say."

Ma Juncai laughed heartily, "Alright, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

The snack shop was hidden in a corner. Upon seeing the shop, Song Shuyue frowned in disdain.

But once inside, the luxurious and retro decor made her feel like she had returned to the era when she was full of youthful vigor.

I was unconsciously lost in thought, as if the past was vividly before my eyes. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years of light and shadow had passed in an instant. I couldn't grasp it, and it was as if I had never possessed it at all.

Ma Juncai didn't interrupt her daze, but stood aside and waited silently. He knew that Song Shuyue was no ordinary person.

To have such an imposing presence at such a young age, and to be able to tell fortunes, she must be the kind of heroine in novels who wears multiple layers of disguise.