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

The Huo family members all walked in one by one, and Huo Tangjian kept pointing at Huo Xiaoyu.

Huo Sijing asked curiously, "Little sister, did you do something? Why is Great-Grandpa watching you?"

Huo Xiaoyu ignored her words and handed the envelope in her hand to Old Master Huo.

"Grandpa, please forgive my ignorance, but I secretly went into the study and found this letter. It should be from my great-grandfather."

Just as Old Master Huo was about to open the envelope, Huo Tangjian's trembling hand pointed at Huo Xiaoyu again.

There was no other way but to let Huo Xiaoyu open the envelope and start reading. Seeing this, Huo Sijing quietly clenched her fist.

Huo Xiaoyu looked at the letter, which contained only a few short lines, conveying the message that she would not forgive him. But looking into the eyes of the person on the bed, Huo Xiaoyu bit her lip.

Clenching his teeth, he said, "Great-Grandpa, I'm going to start reading now. Listen carefully, Huo Tangjian. To be honest, I hate you. I thought I would never forget what you did to me, but as time went by, I slowly let go. Let bygones be bygones. I forgive you. In the next life, please don't hurt me again."

Huo Xiaoyu looked at the date on it and realized it was a letter from twenty years ago.

Grandpa never saw it?

She didn't understand why she kept it, but after reading it aloud, Huo Tangjian on the bed showed a relieved smile.

With tears welling up in his eyes, his trembling right hand removed the thumb ring from his left hand and handed it to Huo Xiaoyu.

Huo Xiaoyu was flattered and quickly reached out to accept it, knowing that the meaning of her great-grandfather's thumb ring was of paramount importance.

"Great-grandfather, I..."

Huo Tangjian looked at Huo Xiaoyu with a smile on his face, then closed his eyes with satisfaction, while the instruments next to him emitted a piercing sound.

Everyone burst into tears.

"Grandpa Zeng!"

"grandfather!"

"dad!"

Huo Xiaoyu folded the letter and handed it to her elder brother.

Song Shuyue came directly to the company to find Song Yanzhou, and the bodyguard at the door was about to report.

Song Shuyue warned him, "Don't say it."

The bodyguard met her cold and sharp gaze and nodded obediently. Why was Miss Song, who was clearly a beautiful and delicate young lady, even more terrifying than the boss?

Song Yanzhou was really careless this time. He didn't expect that girl to be an assassin as well, and her disguise was so perfect that it could be said to be flawless.

Lin Yan then personally applied the medicine to Song Yanzhou.

"Boss, it's been a long time since I've seen you so badly injured. This time, the person was just an ordinary civil servant, right? How could there be an assassin? Boss, when did your vigilance become so low?"

Song Yanzhou was in some pain from what he was doing, and said impatiently, "Alright, shut up."

Lin Yan pursed her lips and carefully applied the medicine to him.

"Looks like he won't die." Song Shuyue's cold tone seemed to carry a hint of sarcasm.

Song Yanzhou's body trembled, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Lin Yan sensed that something was wrong, so he quickly packed up his first-aid kit and made up an excuse with a smile.

"Um, I suddenly have a stomachache, I'm going to the bathroom. You guys chat, boss."

Song Shuyue looked at Song Yanzhou, who was lying weakly on the sofa, his face pale and bloodless, as white as a sheet of paper. She could tell from the fact that he gasped for breath when he moved.

Very seriously injured.

Song Yanzhou forced a smile, "Yueyue, what brings you here? I'm fine, I'm fine. Look at me, I'm strong and healthy, I can eat and drink well, so minor injuries are nothing to worry about."

He was afraid that Yueyue would find out that he had been injured over such a small thing.

Song Shuyue pulled out a chair, sat down, took out a bottle of ointment, and placed it on the table.

"Song Yanzhou, do you remember what I said?"

Song Yanzhou lowered his head and said slowly, "Yueyue, you're right. I underestimated girls. I was indeed hurt by a girl this time."

Song Shuyue had reminded him several times before not to underestimate girls.

But Song Yanzhou was a bit arrogant, thinking that no girl could hurt him. He was so self-righteous that he almost killed him this time.

Song Shuyue smiled, a playful look in her eyes.

Have you ever heard the saying that even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman?

Song Yanzhou retorted, "Yueyue, this is not the same thing. Besides, I have never thought about being with a girl. I still have a lot of things to do. Relationships are insignificant compared to my career."

The only thing Song Shuyue was satisfied with was that Song Yanzhou didn't value love.

Sober, hardworking, and very ambitious.

That's why she's been working through the night these past few days to prepare the ointment, hoping it will help him recover soon.

Song Shuyue: "What have you thought about what I told you?"

Song Yanzhou knew she was asking about the income of female bodyguards.

To be honest, women make up less than 15 percent of the bodyguard market.

Ninety percent of people would choose a male bodyguard because he is more reliable and safer, and has a significant advantage in strength.

However, judging from this incident, it was his oversight.

The fundamental difference between men and women lies in the fact that women are more composed, meticulous, and less prone to making mistakes.

However, they are also sentimental and easily swayed, and may have minor issues such as being distracted by a child.

After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to follow Song Shuyue's advice.

Female bodyguards do exist, but they occupy a smaller market share.

Song Shuyue: "I understand your concerns. Next, we will discuss how to address them."

Song Yanzhou's eyes lit up. "Okay."

Two hours later.

Song Shuyue leaned back in her chair, and Lin Yan poured her a glass of water.

"Ms. Song, please have a glass of water before continuing. Are you hungry? Would you like a late-night snack?"

Song Shuyue: "Thank you for your help."

Lin Yan quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "No trouble at all, Miss Song, what are you saying? I'll have someone prepare it right away."

After Lin Yan left, Song Yanzhou asked, "Yueyue, my cousins ​​are all a bit worried about Song Zixuan. They asked me to help them find him. What do you think about this...?"

Song Shuyue's eyelashes trembled slightly. She picked up the water, took a sip, moistened her throat, and felt much better.

"Just say you couldn't find it."

Song Yanzhou understood that Song Shuyue must have her reasons for saying that, so he said, "Okay."

"By the way, how's school? Has anyone been bullied? Are you keeping up with your studies?"

Song Shuyue: "Yes, all is well."

The news that Li Yujie had come to see Elder Jing immediately reached Jiang Yu's ears. Ignoring his own affairs, Jiang Yu rushed to the academy.

"Hello, Professor Jing, I am Li Yujie, a teacher at the academy. I would like you to see a student's file."

Just as Jing Yuan was about to take the documents from her hand, a pair of hands beat him to it and snatched them away.

Li Yujie was taken aback. She glanced at Jiang Yu's aggressive expression and was somewhat frightened.

"Professor Jiang, what's going on?"

Jiang Yu angrily accused her, "Li Yujie, what do you mean? Master Jing said that he accepts disciples based on fate, and every student has a fair, just and equal opportunity. But now you are using a student's information to introduce him and pull strings in advance. What kind of person do you take Master Jing for?"