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

After she told Jing Yuan about taking on apprentices last time, she originally planned to take Huo Xiaoyu as her apprentice next month.

Ke Jingyuan's daughter was beaten by her gambling husband and hospitalized, seriously injured, and barely clinging to life.

After several months of treatment, she is now fine. With Huo Xiaoyu's persuasion, Jingyuan's daughter finally stopped being love-struck and divorced that scumbag.

Huo Xiaoyu was truly devoted to Jing Haoran and his mother because she believed they must be some kind of relative of Song Shuyue.

Since Song Shuyue entrusted him with such an important matter, he absolutely could not let her down.

Jing Yuan has genuinely accepted Huo Xiaoyu as his apprentice and is taking her on as his disciple today.

He even wore a youthful navy blue suit and sat in a chair, looking radiant, waiting for the two to arrive.

"How's my look today?"

Jing Yuan asked the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard, still expressionless, replied, "You look very young."

He dedicated his entire life to medicine, and his only daughter drifted apart from him because of his work. Although she was mischievous, she was very similar to his daughter from back then.

Huo Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Song Shuyue, what kind of return gift are you going to give me?"

Song Shuyue smiled and said, "If I said I could get Elder Jing to take you as his disciple, what do you think of this return gift?"

Huo Xiaoyu's pupils dilated suddenly as she looked at her in disbelief, but she quickly dismissed this unrealistic idea.

How could that be? Huo Sijing has a better chance than her.

For someone with such low scores and a terrible reputation to want to become Master Jing's apprentice is simply wishful thinking, a pipe dream, and completely illogical.

Huo Xiaoyu chuckled twice and said, "Song Shuyue, don't tease me. I know my own limitations very well. Hehe, I'll never be the one to become an apprentice."

She is a very self-aware person.

Song Shuyue frowned. "Don't you have any confidence in yourself at all? You have many strengths."

Huo Xiaoyu looked at her expectantly and asked, "For example?"

Song Shuyue: "...Ahem, let's go inside first and talk."

Completely bewildered, Huo Xiaoyu was pulled into the inner room. Seeing Jing Yuan sitting upright on a pear wood bench, she immediately straightened her posture and obediently followed behind Song Shuyue, afraid of offending her.

Her attitude was completely different from her usual carefree self. Song Shuyue couldn't help but sigh, realizing that this girl had such a reserved side, which was quite adorable.

"Hello, Master Jing," Huo Xiaoyu greeted politely.

Song Shuyue sat down on a chair to the side, picked up her tea, and calmly took a small sip. Huo Xiaoyu was about to say that this was not in accordance with the rules and that she should at least respect her elders.

Then a shout rang out, "What are you calling 'Old Mirror' for!"

Huo Xiaoyu exclaimed "Huh?" thinking she had offended the old man. Just as she was about to apologize, Song Shuyue said, "Don't be so temperamental. If you scare her, I won't be responsible."

Jing Yuanchao and Song Shuyue laughed twice, then turned to Huo Xiaoyu with a smile and said, "Girl, today I'm going to take you as my disciple. You'll learn from me from now on. Are you willing?"

Huo Xiaoyu's eyes widened, and she exclaimed "Ah!" as if she had been hit by a huge shock and was unable to accept reality.

Incredulously, he pressed on, "Master Jing, what did you just say? You want to take me as your disciple? Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else? The disciple you're going to take is this one next to you, her name is Song Shuyue, not you!"

Did she really get incredibly lucky?

Song Shuyue shook her head helplessly, sighed, and said, "Huo Xiaoyu, hurry up and become an apprentice!"

Although Huo Xiaoyu was still completely bewildered, she couldn't resist such temptation! Her body spoke louder than her brain, and with a thud, she knelt on the ground!

"master."

He kowtowed three times loudly.

Song Shuyue: "..." There's really no need for that.

Jing Yuan was quite happy. "Haha, you little rascal, I know your personality all too well. You're very mischievous. You'd better tone it down a bit when you're with me from now on. Get up!"

Huo Xiaoyu was flattered and overwhelmed, still unable to recover from the immense surprise.

He asked again, "You're not joking with me, are you? You really want to take me as your disciple? But is it true? Why? Master Jing, do you not know my achievements and reputation? Let me tell you, I'm a very poor person. If you've mistaken me for someone else and have gone back on your word, I'll have to take you seriously."

Huo Xiaoyu never imagined that she could actually become Master Jing's apprentice.

Jing Yuan patted Huo Xiaoyu on the shoulder, "Originally, you wouldn't be my disciple, but unfortunately I can't take someone as my disciple. If we're talking about it, you can only be credited to Yue Yatou for becoming my disciple."

Huo Xiaoyu suddenly turned to look at Song Shuyue, ran towards her, hugged her leg, and cried bitterly, "Song Shuyue, what have I done to deserve your special treatment? You are so good to me. I took that little hit for you back then. If I had known, I should have let that madman stab me in the stomach and let me lose half my life to repay your kindness!"

Song Shuyue: "..." Who talks about themselves like that?

Song Shuyue removed Huo Xiaoyu's hands from her grasp. "Huo Xiaoyu, please be careful."

Huo Xiaoyu wiped away her tears. "No, from now on you are my ancestor. I will follow your lead without question. I would even eat shit if you asked me to!"

Song Shuyue felt a wave of nausea, stood up expressionlessly, and walked to the side.

"You two can chat now. I'll go check on the herbs I cultivated a few days ago."

Song Shuyue made an excuse to leave; she really couldn't stand Huo Xiaoyu's behavior.

**

When I met An Qiqi again, she was already showing, about five or six months pregnant.

An Qiqi stood at the bar entrance, arguing with Duan Haisheng, the playboy. An Qiqi shouted hoarsely, "Duan Haisheng, I am your fiancée! How could you be with another woman behind my back? How could you do this to me? I'm pregnant with your child!"

Duan Haisheng impatiently shook off her hand.

“An Qiqi, how long are you going to keep making a scene? I’ve already told you, I only have a working relationship with them, a working relationship, do you understand? Go back right now, or I’ll make you pay if anything happens to my son.”

An Qiqi gritted her teeth and threatened, "If you don't come back with me today, I'll go to Grandpa and complain. Duan Haisheng, I know how important this child is to you. If you don't listen to me, then don't even think about letting me give birth to this child safely."

With a resounding "slap!", Duan Haisheng delivered a powerful slap without hesitation, leaving An Qiqi stunned.

She never imagined that Duan Haisheng would dare to hit her.

Duan Haisheng roared angrily, "An Qiqi, who do you think you are, daring to threaten me! If it weren't for the fact that you're carrying my child, I would have repeatedly sided with you. I see you're getting more and more outrageous. Let me tell you, anyone can carry my child. Don't think you're the only woman with a uterus."

"You!" An Qiqi admitted that she was frightened by these words.

She and Duan Haisheng are currently only engaged. She has always wanted to get a marriage certificate, but none of Duan's family members are on her side, even though the baby in her belly has been confirmed to be a boy.

For now, she can only hold the title of fiancée.

Thinking of this, An Qiqi had no choice but to compromise. She gritted her teeth and softened her voice, saying, "Honey, I was too emotional just now. I apologize. I'm sorry, don't be angry. Let's go home. I've cooked a whole table of delicious food for you. Let's go home quickly!"

Duan Haisheng's expression softened slightly, and he said coldly, "An Qiqi, you need to always know your place."

An Qiqi could only swallow her humiliation. She didn't want to go back to a life of hardship. She was determined to become Mrs. Duan. When she turned her head and saw Song Shuyue across from her, the hatred in her eyes intensified.

If it weren't for that vile woman, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

She was still a high-society heiress; she didn't need to please anyone, only others had to please her.

Duan Haisheng also noticed Song Shuyue, and a smile appeared on his lips, but when he thought of Zhou Yangjun's threat last time, he could only swallow his anger.

At the auction house, Song Shuyue was preparing for Huo Xiaoyu's birthday tomorrow. Huo Xiaoyu had given her a ring before, so she wanted to present a decent gift.

Song Yanzhou and the others insisted on coming with her, but she refused them all. She was happy to be free and independent by herself.

She happened to witness the scene just now. She walked into the auction house and bumped into Fu Yuyao. Fu Yuyao looked at the girl in a white cheongsam walking gracefully towards him, and his heart was so excited that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Fu Yuyao took a deep breath nervously and strode over. Before he even reached her, Zhou Yangjun bypassed him and greeted Song Shuyue instead.

"Miss Song, what a coincidence, you're here to buy things too? Why don't we go together? My private room is upstairs, and I'll pay for whatever Miss Song likes."

Zhou Yangjun wore a black suit, which made him look tall, handsome, and dashing.

Zhou Yangjun never expected to meet Song Shuyue at the auction today; it was all by chance.

Just as Song Shuyue was about to politely decline, Fu Yuyao was pushed by Fu Shuya, and he stumbled and ran in front of her, almost bumping into her.

"Yueyue, it's been a long time! How have you been at medical school lately?"

Fu Yuyao was extremely disappointed; she had actually gone to medical school, and he hadn't even begun to pursue her before...

"Fu Yuyao, long time no see, I'm doing well."

Zhou Yangjun felt an instant surge of crisis upon seeing the suddenly appearing boy. He frowned and glared at Fu Yuyao with displeasure.

"Mr. Zhou, I didn't expect to run into you here."

Zhou Yangjun turned around and saw that it was Fu Shuya. He greeted her politely, "Miss Fu, what a coincidence."

Zhou Yangjun only recognized the young man in front of him after seeing Fu Shuya; he was Fu Yuyao, the young master of the Fu family.

"This must be Young Master Fu, right?"

Fu Yuyao's intuition told him that the man in front of him also liked Song Shuyue. The moment their eyes met, sparks flew silently.

They both saw provocation in each other's eyes.

"My name is Fu Yuyao, and I'm Yueyue's classmate. May I ask who you are, sir?"

Fu Yuyao naturally knew Zhou Yangjun's identity, but he deliberately asked him.

Zhou Yangjun sneered, "Uncle? Kid, I'm not that much older than you. If you don't know how to address someone, don't call them that."

Fu Yuyao laughed and said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were only a few years older than me. You must be working too hard every day, staying up late. You look like you're in your thirties."

Zhou Yangjun was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He never expected that he would be defeated by a mere kid.

Fu Yuyao: "Yueyue, it's been so long since we last saw each other. It's so nice that it's raining here today. Let's go upstairs together. You haven't booked a private room yet, have you? My sister and I have already booked one. Come with us!"

Song Shuyue looked at Fu Shuya and nodded, "Okay, thank you very much."

Fu Yuyao was overjoyed and even cast a provocative glance at Zhou Yangjun.

"Yueyue, why are you being so polite with me? Aren't we friends?"

The three left, and Zhou Yangjun was furious. "Fu Yuyao, right!"

I'll definitely teach you a lesson next time we meet.

Song Shuyue bought a necklace to give to Huo Xiaoyu, mentioning the Huo family's birthday banquet.