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

A rough, angry voice echoed in her ears.

Song Shuyue looked back and saw a man in a black suit standing next to the car.

A memory that didn't belong to her surfaced in her mind; it was Song Shuyue's father—An Linsheng.

Upon opening the book of destiny trends, he was filled with rage. It turned out that he was a man addicted to living off women.

An Linsheng married into the Song family twenty years ago, but he used the Song family's money to support his mistress and children outside, and even tried to seize the Song family's company.

They took their biological daughter to the Song family, adopted her, and had her raised by the original wife.

The original owner's death was not an accident. This morning, when she arrived, it was this adopted daughter who drugged the milk with the intention of getting rid of Song Shuyue.

An Linsheng is now the biggest cancer in the Song family.

very good.

It is these filthy things that entered my Song family that caused me to lose all my merits and virtues, and brought my Song family to the brink of destruction, right?

"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and get in the car. You look so lifeless. I told you not to come, but you wouldn't listen! You're such a nuisance."

An Linsheng rolled his eyes at her, annoyed. He couldn't stand his sickly daughter, who always looked like she was about to die and was utterly useless.

It's disgusting to look at.

Song Shuyue stared at him with her cold, beautiful eyes and said in a cold voice, "An Linsheng, this is the ancestral grave of my Song family. You are the one who should not be here. How dare a nobody who comes here to freeload yell at me? You are shameless."

An Linsheng stared wide-eyed in disbelief, unable to react for a moment.

Is this brat talking to him?

The driver stared in disbelief at the scene. "Miss Fourth, how dare she speak to the master like that?"

An Linsheng came to his senses and realized that Song Shuyue had exposed his secrets, and he felt embarrassed.

With so many relatives of the Song family present, how could she dare!

His eyes were filled with rage. He pointed a finger at Song Shuyue and roared through gritted teeth, "You wretch! What did you say? Say it again!"

Song Shuyue was not afraid at all, her eyes were cold and sinister. "An Linsheng, you are just a son-in-law who married into my family. Even your ancestors would have to kneel down and talk to me. What are you? How dare you call me a wicked child? I think you have too much free time."

"You, you, you! Song Shuyue, you! Are you crazy?"

An Linsheng clenched his fists, never expecting that Song Shuyue, who was always weak and incompetent, would dare to speak to him like that.

Enraged, he raised his hand, ready to give this rebellious daughter a good beating.

Song Shuyue smiled, casually picked up a brick from the ground, and stared at him with a sinister look.

An Linsheng felt a chill run down his spine under that gaze, as if his very soul had been seen through.

How could this be! How could Song Shuyue have such penetrating insight into people?

That gaze was that of an emperor, looking down on all living beings with disdain and aloofness.

An Linsheng swallowed hard. Wait, he was actually afraid of her?

A little girl who's barely out of school.

What else can we do to him?

Do you think I'd dare hit him?

"Song Shuyue, you still want to hit me, don't you? I'm your father..."

Before she could finish speaking, a scream of agony pierced Song Shuyue's ears.

Song Shuyue does whatever she wants; how could someone like him even try to lay a hand on her?

He picked up a brick and smashed it into his shin!

With a crack, An Linsheng clearly heard the crisp sound of his bones breaking.

He immediately knelt down and wailed.

"Ah, my leg, my leg! Song Shuyue, you, you, how dare you! I'm your father!"

Song Shuyue didn't even glance at him, got into the car, and squinted at him coldly.

His tone was sharp and devoid of any warmth.

"I would even kill you."

This aura was so intense that even the driver felt a chill and fear, let alone An Linsheng. So when Song Shuyue asked him to drive...

He stepped on the gas and sped off.

An Linsheng's eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenched, and he stared intently at the black car that disappeared at the end of the road.

It’s the opposite!

Song Shuyue, you little bitch!

How dare you hit me!

What a traitor!

Song Shuyue sat in the back of the car, took out her merit book, which was filled with debts. Feeling upset, she then took out another booklet about fate and trends and looked at it.

Seeing An Linsheng's line made my temples throb; fate seemed to have other plans, and An Linsheng would end up injured and hospitalized.

But in the hospital, everyone has their lover with them.

She will be scolded by her mother, locked in a dark room, and miss the opportunity to go on stage to receive an award, as her adopted daughter will impersonate her.

Is this my mother?

As expected, when Song Shuyue returned home, she saw her mother, Song Xue'er, sitting on the sofa with a livid face.

Upon seeing Song Shuyue, he picked up a feather duster, stood up abruptly, and shouted angrily, "Song Shuyue, kneel down! Kneel down!"

Song Xue'er's chest heaved violently with anger. That girl!

This girl! She actually dared to hit someone with a brick, and it was her own father.

If it weren't for so many witnesses, she wouldn't have believed that her usually timid and sensitive daughter would do such a rebellious thing.

Song Shuyue ignored her words and calmly patted the raindrops off her clothes.

Song Xue'er stared wide-eyed at the girl in front of her, who seemed completely unaffected and had a cold expression.

Did she not hear what she said?

"Song Shuyue!"

Song Shuyue waved her hand and sat down lazily.

"Someone, brew me a cup of top-quality Longjing tea."

The servants exchanged glances, all their eyes fixed on Song Xue'er, who was trembling with anger.

But Song Shuyue seemed completely oblivious to Song Xueer's anger.

Seeing that they didn't move, he swept his sharp eyes across them and rang out in a voice as cold as ice.

"Are you deaf? Or am I no longer part of this family?!"

"Yes, Fourth Miss."

Song Xue'er really couldn't hold back anymore this time.

"Song Shuyue, I'm talking to you, can you hear me?"

Song Xue'er was furious. This girl must be possessed!

"Song Shuyue, look at me! I'm your mother! What kind of attitude is this?!"

Before Song Xue'er could vent her anger, the girl in front of her reached out and stopped her.

"Let's talk after I finish my tea."

"Song Shuyue!"

Song Xue'er's angry roar broke the silence of the hall, and a feather duster was about to fall on her.

"Song Shuyue, tell me, did you hit your father with a brick? You're usually so well-behaved. Tell me, what exactly happened today!"

Song Shuyue took the feather duster from her hand, broke it in two, and threw it on the ground with a snap.

She hated it when people pointed at her with things. If it weren't for the fact that she was the original owner's mother, she would have done much more than just break the feather duster.

Song Xue'er stared in disbelief. My feather duster.

Song Shuyue: "I just don't like him. How dare a live-in son-in-law who lives off his wife go to my Song family's ancestral graves? Aren't you afraid that our ancestors will crawl out of the ground and come after you?"

Although she has now been forced to come out.

But he still couldn't quell the anger in his heart.

The fact that this mother could keep a scumbag like An Linsheng around for the New Year is truly admirable, given her love-struck mind.

Song Xue'er's pupils contracted slightly, and she took two steps back in disbelief.

The daughter who always loved her father the most said such a thing.

She! She.