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

The dean immediately realized something was wrong; the incident had happened too suddenly, and she had just brought the child in.

Before I could even tell the child not to reveal their relationship, I was about to pull him back and tell him not to speak.

The child couldn't resist the temptation of the candy and ran towards Song Shuyue.

Say it out loud: "She is my aunt. Mom said that Dad's sister should be called aunt."

A childish voice filled the entire office, and then she looked at Song Shuyue, "Sister, I told you the truth, can I have the candy now?"

Song Shuyue handed him the candy and patted his head. "You're a good boy, of course you can have lots and lots of candy in the future!"

Hearing this, the child was overjoyed and ran happily back to the headmistress, "Auntie, Auntie, look at the candy! This lady said I can eat lots and lots of candy from now on."

The dean's face had been drained of all color, his legs were weak, and his lips trembled as he opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

Song Jingmeng suddenly stood up and slammed her hand on the table with a loud "bang!"

"President Song, please let me explain, please let me explain. Children say what they mean, but you should know that you can't believe everything a child says. He just likes to call me auntie, we really have nothing to do with each other."

Song Jingmeng's face darkened as she angrily retorted, "Do you take me for a fool? You don't need to stay here anymore. Take your nephew and get out of here right now."

Song Jingmeng felt that the world was cold and people's hearts were unpredictable. The director of the orphanage, as the name suggests, was the mother of the children in the orphanage.

I never imagined she was this kind of person behind the scenes.

If Yueyue hadn't come today, she really would have adopted this chubby little boy, and he might even have been used by his family.

Because of what happened with Huang Ciyin, Song Jingmeng now particularly hates people taking advantage of her.

Without saying a word, they fired the person immediately.

Song Jingmeng's chest heaved violently with anger, unable to calm down for a long time. She looked at the girl playing with the girl in pink outside and walked out.

He told the girl, "If you want to work at the orphanage, start coming tomorrow. The assessment period is three months. If you pass the assessment after three months, you can work here and play with the children."

Upon hearing the news, the girl in the pink top was overjoyed. "I do! I do! I will definitely take good care of the children, please don't worry."

Looking at the adorable children in front of her, Song Jingmeng's earlier gloom vanished, and she smiled knowingly.

"Don't worry, even if you don't pass the assessment, I'll still give you three months' salary."

Song Jingmeng didn't know who to adopt. She liked all the children, and they all sweetly called her "Mama Meng." Song Shuyue patted her shoulder.

"Let's go somewhere else."

"Ah."

Song Shuyue was driving. As they drove further and further away from the city, Song Jingmeng asked in confusion, "Yueyue, where are we going?"

Song Shuyue: "Adopt a child."

Song Jingmeng: "Thank you."

She knew that Song Shuyue's choice was definitely right. For some reason, Yueyue gave her a feeling of strength and security, as if she were a mountain behind them.

Song Shuyue parked the car in a small alley, and the two walked into a garbage dump.

There were a dozen or so children gathered together, seemingly eating something. When they saw someone approaching, the children ran away.

Song Jingmeng found it difficult to walk on the uneven ground in her high heels.

As she walked, she noticed a thin, withered, and dark-skinned figure at the foot of the garbage mountain, seemingly searching for something.

The boy was about 1.5 meters tall, but he was very thin. So thin that from a distance, he looked like a skeleton moving around.

Song Jingmeng stepped on a plastic bottle, and the boy turned around and saw the two glamorous people.

The boy's face turned serious, but his eyes betrayed his panic; he was about to run away.

Song Shuyue said slowly, "I know your family members are dead. I can pay for your family's proper burial."

One sentence made the boy stop in his tracks, turn around, and the fear and unease in his eyes disappeared. After hesitating for a moment, he stammered, "Are you telling the truth?"

The boy was probably ten years old, but his thin body made him look only seven or eight.

Song Shuyue looked at Song Jingmeng, who, seeing the boy so thin and pitiful, couldn't hold back her tears. "Yes, I'll help you."

After that, Song Jingmeng handled the rest herself. Song Shuyue was picked up by Song Yanzhou and taken home. As Song Yanzhou drove, he said, "Yueyue, you're going to medical school tomorrow. Mom and Uncle Lin are here, along with your uncles. They're all waiting for you to eat."

Song Shuyue felt a warmth in her heart, and a smile appeared on her cool little face.

Actually, she also had her own selfish motives. She knew that the boy had a complicated background, but his parents had long since passed away.

He won't live more than a few years on his own. He has an extremely high IQ, and if he develops his abilities properly, he will definitely achieve great things in the future.

When she got home, she found that the meal had already been prepared. Song Xue'er strode over, stroked her daughter's head, and took her hand to lead her into the house.

"Look, you've lost weight in just a short time, Yueyue. From now on, Mom will stay here to take care of you no matter what."

Song Shuyue: "I haven't lost weight."

Song Xueer: "You've lost weight, you've lost so much weight, my dear daughter, it's all Song Yanzhou's fault for not taking good care of you."

Song Shuyue: "..." Oh well, no matter how she explains, it's useless. There's a kind of thinness that only your mom thinks you've lost weight.

But Song Shuyue not only didn't lose weight, she actually gained a few pounds, all thanks to Song Yanzhou's cooking skills.

Lin Yuanzhi didn't know how to make it up to his daughter, and the only thing he could think of was money, so he gave her a few more cards this time.

Song Shuyue accepted them all. It was a rare occasion for the whole family to eat together, and everyone was very happy.

Looking at her brothers whom she hadn't seen for so many years, Song Xue'er couldn't hold back her tears.

She stood up and toasted them, saying, "Brothers! It was all my fault for being so ignorant. I didn't listen to you and Dad back then. I'm sorry, it was my fault."

None of Song Gao and the others blamed their younger sister; over the years, they only worried about whether she would be wronged.

"Don't talk nonsense. A family should be together all the time. Come on, let's eat. Let's stop talking about these irrelevant things."

"it is good."

After finishing the meal, Song Xue'er still asked, "Has Third Brother still not returned to Beijing all these years?"

Song Gao sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with complicated emotions. "No, but he called to let us know two years ago that everything was fine and there was nothing to worry about. I really don't know what he's up to."

Song Lin: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. He'll come back if he wants to. Let's talk about Yueyue going to medical school!"

Song Yanzhou walked over and said, "I've made all the arrangements. Don't worry, I won't let Yueyue be bullied."

Lin Yuanzhi also mentioned something: "Actually, just a few days ago, the Shen family suddenly came to visit my home. The Shen family and I also have business dealings, but I don't know what to do about their purpose."