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

Song Shuyue glanced at the information on the business card: Jiang Fusheng, director of the First Hospital of Beijing. Considering that his attitude was fairly good, she decided to give him a pass.

Song Shuyue agreed to his request.

Seeing Song Shuyue nod slightly, Jiang Fusheng casually said, "How about we find a place to have a cup of tea?"

Song Shuyue took the first step, her attitude neither good nor bad, distant with a hint of indifference, "If you need my help, at least you know a little about human relationships. Go to Jingge."

Jiang Fusheng was stunned, somewhat unable to react, but it seemed to be his fault.

The two went to the attic for dinner. Just as Jiang Fusheng was about to speak, Song Shuyue picked up the menu on the table and started ordering. Jiang Fusheng could only let her eat first.

Song Shuyue ordered more than a dozen dishes in one go, which were expensive and served in small portions.

Jiang Fusheng: "Miss Song, is there anything else you need?"

Song Shuyue: "That's enough, thank you."

Jiang Fusheng: "..." She was still very polite.

After eating and drinking her fill, Song Shuyue wiped her mouth and looked up at the man who was drinking tea. "I know what you want to say. You just want me to put in a good word for your sister in front of Elder Jing so that she can have the opportunity to become Elder Jing's apprentice."

Jiang Fusheng stared wide-eyed in shock, looking at the aloof girl in front of him in astonishment.

She actually guessed it!

He hasn't said a word about it yet.

Song Shuyue replied directly, "I can tell you, it's impossible! Elder Jing would never take her as a disciple. You should know your sister's character very well. She treats human life like a game, is lawless, arrogant, and a self-righteous fool. Elder Jing taking her as a disciple would only amplify her evil deeds."

Jiang Fusheng was so stunned by the lecture that he couldn't say a word.

Every point she made hit the nail on the head, leaving him no chance to refute her.

Jiang Fusheng lowered his head silently and sighed, "I admit that my sister is spoiled and pampered by her family, but her love for medicine far surpasses her own."

Song Shuyue: "Are you sure? Are you sure it's her passion for medicine, or her pursuit of fame and fortune?"

Jiang Fusheng's pupils trembled slightly, and his expression became somewhat serious. "What do you mean?"

Song Shuyue's eyes were cold and clear as she leaned casually against the chair, exuding a nonchalant and leisurely air.

“Three years ago, Master Jing simply praised your cousin for her talent, saying he was very satisfied and suggested that she could come to him for answers to any questions she had. A week later, your cousin was in a car accident. Do you really think that was an accident?”

Song Shuyue's words made Jiang Fusheng stand up abruptly, startled as if struck by lightning.

Cold sweat broke out on her brow, and she denied it, saying, "Impossible! We're family. Qianyun can be unreasonable sometimes, but she's definitely not as bad as you say."

How could I possibly harm someone?

We're still family.

Absolutely not.

Song Shuyue picked up her bag, slowly stood up, and punctured his self-deception. She sneered and said, "Mr. Jiang, the seed of doubt has already been planted in your heart. Why pretend? Didn't you see her coming back from outside that night and plotting something?"

Jiang Fusheng almost lost his balance, swaying as he steadied himself on the chair, utterly incredulous.

It felt as if a huge boulder had been dropped into my heart, leaving me unable to calm down for a long time, with echoes lingering in my mind.

Song Shuyue turned to leave, reminding him, "Don't forget to pay. My information is worth much more than this meal."

Jiang Fusheng went to pay in a daze, only to find that he didn't have enough money on his salary card.

Then he remembered that he had given Jiang Qianyun over 100,000 yuan in pocket money a few days ago.

He could only pay with another card.

After paying the fare, he sat in the car, unable to calm himself down for a long time. He didn't know how Song Shuyue had found out about this.

But that night, he heard his own sister make a phone call.

He said: "I must make sure she is either dead or crippled. Master Jing's disciple can only be me. What is she anyway?"

Jiang Fusheng's trembling hands continued to make it difficult to hold the steering wheel; his younger sister was only sixteen or seventeen years old that year.

A girl who should have been innocent and carefree.

He couldn't believe why she would have such a thought.

I took a deep breath, leaned heavily back in my seat, and saw a girl riding away discreetly on her electric scooter in the distance, stepping into the sunset and moving closer and closer to the sun.

Is it Song Shuyue?

She's a very nice girl.

As Song Shuyue rode her bicycle past a hotel, she saw a group of people pulling and arguing. Not wanting to get involved or become tainted by worldly affairs, she just wanted to leave as quickly as possible, so she sped up.

"Xu Qiu! I hate you! I hate you! How could you do this to me? You betrayed me, and then you went to Zhao Que'er! You're so despicable! You're my best friend! You shameless bastards!"

The man shoved the woman away and said impatiently, "Song Yurou, who do you think you are? A nobody, a nobody, frankly, a useless person. You're just trying to scam me. I've been more than fair to you in three years. I said we're breaking up. Can't you understand human language?"

Song Yurou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and a sharp voice rang out.

"Xu Qiu, I was the one who broke up with you! And what right do you have to spread rumors about me? We were together for three years, and the only thing you ever bought me was a nineteen-yuan bracelet. You ate my food and used my things. All the roles you played were things I begged for for you. You have no right to slander me!"

"I'll break up with you, but you have to return all the money you've spent over the past three years, a total of 500 million. Also! You must declare that you cheated on me and were with Zhao Que'er."

Xu Qiu sneered, "Song Yurou, you? You think you're worthy?"

Song Yurou was so angry that her face turned ashen. She clenched her fists and glared at them fiercely. They weren't a couple at first. It was Xu Qiu who shamelessly came to her door with various excuses. Later, they got together, and she helped him time and time again!

I never expected things to turn out this way.

Zhao Que'er is her best friend. They were close friends during college and entered the entertainment industry together. Who would have thought!

They had been having an affair for a long time, and she was the only one kept in the dark.

"Xu Qiu, do you really think I have no evidence?"

Xu Qiu said coldly, "If you have the guts, go ahead and go public. Song Yurou, I forgot to tell you, my surname is now Xu, and I am the Xu of the Xu Group. A month ago, my biological parents found me. If you don't want to die, get the hell away from me."

As Xu Qiu spoke, he shoved Song Yurou hard. Caught off guard, Song Yurou stumbled backward, blocking Song Shuyue's path.

Song Shuyue tightened her grip on the brakes, glanced at Xu Qiu with displeasure, and cursed, "Are you blind?! Can't you see this is a road?!"

Xu Qiu exclaimed, "Hey! How dare someone riding a beat-up electric scooter curse me?"

"You brat, do you know who I am?"

When Xu Qiu met Song Shuyue's cool and beautiful face, he froze instantly. He had been in the entertainment industry for so many years and had seen many beautiful women, but he had never seen a girl as fresh and refined as this, like an ice and snow beauty.

Arrogantly assuming she was his fan, he pulled out a pen and walked straight over.

He said confidently, "You just want my autograph, right? Why go to all that trouble and deliberately try to attract my attention? I'll just write it on your clothes. I'll leave you my phone number since you're still young."

He took off the pen cap and was about to write on Song Shuyue's clothes.

Song Shuyue's eyes darkened, and she kicked out with her leg. "Ah!" Xu Qiu flew out.

Zhao Que'er was stunned. When she came to her senses, she immediately helped Song Shuyue up and pointed at her, cursing, "You bitch, how dare you hit someone? Do you know who he is? You're asking for it! We'll call the police and make you regret it!"

Song Shuyue almost rolled her eyes. "If you're sick, go to the hospital."

Song Xuerou stared at Song Shuyue in shock. She was so cool! Wait, wasn't she Song Shuyue?

She was a distant relative; her grandfather and maternal grandfather were brothers, and she had met her before!

"Song Shuyue? You are Song Shuyue?"

Song Shuyue had a bad feeling, and sure enough, a relative appeared the next second. She nodded and asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing that the two knew each other, Xu Qiu couldn't hold back any longer and angrily shouted, "So you two know each other? Song Xuerou is someone you hired, right? Fine, you dare to hit me. None of you are leaving here today. Call the police, I'm going to put you all in jail!"

Song Shuyue: "Then call the police! I just heard that you owe her money, so pay it back. The Song family doesn't even need to worry about the Xu Group."

Upon hearing "Song family," Xu Qiu laughed loudly, "Song family? Song Yurou, isn't your father just a lousy driver? Your mother is just a nanny. With your family's conditions, you dare to call yourselves the Song family? Could she be talking about the famous Song family, one of the century-old families in Beijing? Trying to stage accidents for money? Just because you're surnamed Song doesn't mean you're all part of the Song family. Don't you know your place?"

Because Song Yurou was determined to enter the entertainment industry, she broke ties with her family and severed all relations. The Song family had stipulated that she could not reveal her identity.

Xu Qiu didn't know Song Yurou's identity, but Zhao Que'er did. She knew about her identity back in college, and while she was jealous, she had no choice but to be friends with her.

Seeing that the two knew each other, she knew that the girl in front of her must be a young lady from the Song family. Whether it was Song Yurou or the girl in front of her, they were both from the Song family, so they were not people she could afford to offend.

Zhao Que'er tugged at Xu Qiu's hand, "Let's go. I'm not going to argue with them. I have an advertisement to do this afternoon."

Zhao Que'er's persuasion displeased Xu Qiu, and she was about to say something when she saw Zhao Que'er's eye signal and realized that something was wrong.

He warned, "I'm telling you, you're lucky today. I have other things to do, otherwise I would have made you regret it."

Song Shuyue stopped the car and moved Song Xuerou aside.

"I'd really like to know how you're going to make me regret this. Today, you're the one who's going to regret this. I heard you owe her money. Pay it back and clarify what happened online, and I might let you off the hook!"

Xu Qiu was so angry at his audacious words that she laughed.

"Hey lady, are you out of your mind? Who do you think you are? You dare to threaten me? If you're sick, go to a mental hospital. You're just overestimating yourself."

Song Shuyue made a phone call, and Xu Qiu, seeing her putting on such a show, became interested as well.

She refused to leave, wanting to see what kind of people this woman could summon.

Song Yurou looked guilty and tugged at Song Shuyue's sleeve. "Song Shuyue, let's just forget about it. This has nothing to do with you, and I shouldn't have bothered you. Thank you for your kindness."

Song Shuyue glanced at her indifferently and replied coldly, "Don't flatter yourself. I just don't like the Song family's name trending on social media and becoming the target of people's insults."

Song Yurou was filled with shame and stood there helplessly, nervously fidgeting with her fingers, looking just like a child who had done something wrong.

In fact, Song Yurou was filled with regret. She shouldn't have called her by her name just now. Song Shuyue, why was she so terrifying?

Her aura made her feel like she was facing a highly respected elder.

She felt guilty and fearful, but also grateful.

The person who came was Song Yanzhao. He had been here because of Xiaoxu's matter. Xiaoxu had already joined the army, and it would probably be several years before they could meet again.

Song Yanzhao rushed over in a flurry. Upon hearing that someone was bullying his sister, he ran out without finishing his work, bringing a group of people with him.