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

Song Shuyue gave her a cold glance.

"When you poisoned my drink, why didn't you say you knew nothing about it?"

Song Shuyue's words left Song Xue'er stunned and terrified.

"Yueyue, what did you say? Poisoning? She poisoned you? When did this happen? An Qiqi, you deserve to die."

An Qiqi frantically looked up and denied, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me, Song Shuyue, you're making false accusations, I have no idea."

Song Shuyue smiled, her eyes full of sarcasm, "I warned you before not to covet what isn't yours, but unfortunately you didn't listen."

An Qiqi felt a chill run down her spine and broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead, clinging to Song Xueer's leg.

"Mom, I really don't know. You raised me since I was little. Have you forgotten? I am your daughter."

Song Xue'er slapped her with tears in her eyes; An Qiqi's words touched a raw nerve in her heart.

"You still know you were raised? I can raise a dog better than you, An Qiqi. You want to kill me, do you think I don't know? Get out! Get out now, or don't blame me for having your legs broken."

Seeing that her romantic path was blocked, An Qiqi looked at Song Xueer with hatred in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and left unwillingly.

When he arrived at the door and saw Li Jinhong, he walked right past her without saying a word.

Li Jinhong grabbed her hand.

“What were you doing in there just now? Did you plead with Song Xue’er? An Qiqi, you are my daughter, I gave birth to you, do you know that? If you dare to acknowledge that bitch as your mother again, I’ll beat you to death.”

After what just happened, Li Jinhong's psychological defenses have been completely broken.

She couldn't believe, and wouldn't believe, that they had lost.

More than 20 years of planning have once again come to naught.

She was unwilling and resentful. Why was Song Xue'er still respected and dignified as the elegant and glamorous CEO?

But they gained nothing from it.

An Qiqi abruptly shook off her hand.

"Enough! How long are you going to keep this up? I truly regret having a mother like you. You've made me feel ashamed for the rest of my life. I hate you. You should just die. Song Xue'er is my mother. She is!"

An Qiqi wore a cold smile and roared hysterically.

To vent their dissatisfaction, Li Jinhong couldn't stand the loneliness and kept going to see An Linsheng, otherwise their affair would not have been exposed.

On such an important day, Li Jinhong was overjoyed.

In her opinion, An Linsheng was calm, patient, and steady in his work, but he was dragged down by his incompetent teammate, Li Jinhong.

Li Jinhong stared at An Qiqi in disbelief. "What did you say?"

An Qiqi was her most beloved daughter, and for her sake, she could only secretly become a mistress.

For her sake, she was willing to let her own daughter call someone else "mother".

An Qiqi roared, "I said I hate you, I hate you! I wish my mom was Song Xue'er! I despise you!"

"Slap!" Li Jinhong reached out and slapped her.

An Qiqi looked stunned, covering her burning face. "You hit me?"

Li Jinhong looked at her with heartache, then looked at her own hands, feeling extremely annoyed.

"No, no, Mommy didn't mean to hit you, Qiqi. I'm sorry, Mommy was too impulsive. Can you forgive Mommy? I'm sorry!"

Li Jinhong quickly reached out to grab her hand, but An Qiqi shoved her away.

"Get out! I don't know you anymore."

After saying that, An Qiqi ran away.

The matter has been settled.

Song Xue'er sighed and ordered her men to throw all of An Linsheng's belongings into the trash can and burn them.

Song Yanbai informed his two younger brothers, who were away from home most of the year. They were also furious when they learned of the matter and promised to return home as soon as possible.

Song Yanbai's gaze fell on Song Shuyue, who was playing games on the sofa. She was the one who discovered everything. He really didn't know how much grievance this little girl had suffered at home.

Was his previous taciturn and rarely interacting with others also related to that bastard An Linsheng?

"What are you looking at me for?"

Song Shuyue felt a burning gaze fall on her, and she frowned and turned around.

He saw that it was Song Yanbai staring at him.

Song Yanbai smiled gently: "It's nothing, thank you, Yueyue."

Song Shuyue turned her head away and said, "Instead of thinking about these things, you should think about how you plan to expand your company in China."

Song Yanbai was shocked and strode over. "You knew everything?"

Song Shuyue: "I don't know."

Song Yanbai: "...Then you..."

Song Shuyue stood up expressionlessly and walked past him. "I guessed."

Song Yanbai watched her retreating figure as she went upstairs and shook his head helplessly.

Overnight, the Song family in Qing City underwent a dramatic transformation.

An Linsheng believed that even if his reputation was ruined, the company and money were still there, and with such a large investment, he would definitely be able to turn things around.

But his wishful thinking froze before he could even finish smiling when he saw that the big shot opposite him was Song Yanbai.

He stormed over and demanded, "How could it be you? Where is Mr. Bai? Mr. Bai, you unfilial son, did you do this? You bastard! Where is Mr. Bai? I need to see Mr. Bai."

Song Yanbai sat down with a gloomy expression, and the person next to him took out some documents.

"Mr. Bai, this person is probably problematic. I can kick him out right now."

An Linsheng was dragged out by the bodyguards, shouting loudly, "No, you are not Mr. Bai! My money, my investment money, it's impossible! Song Yanbai, you deserve to die, you heartless bastard!"

The bodyguard casually remarked that investments have both wins and losses, thus sealing An Linsheng's fate.

An Linsheng couldn't believe, nor could he possibly believe, that Song Yanbai was behind everything.

All his money went down the drain.

No, he also has the Song Group.

Yes, those are all his people.

As soon as they entered the gates of the Song Group, they were kicked out. "Get out! There's no President An here. We only have President Song. If you don't get out, don't blame us for being ruthless."

An Linsheng was furious. "Bastard, are you blind? I am your president, President An, An Linsheng. Open your dog eyes and take a good look."

"Hehe, what President An? We don't know. If you want it, hurry up and get it approved for us, or we'll break your legs and you won't even have a chance to complain."

An Lin was so angry that he could hardly breathe.

Seeing Song Xueer being surrounded by people, he immediately rushed forward.

"Song Xue'er, Song Xue'er, what's going on? Why won't you let me in? We're not divorced yet."

Song Xue'er's icy gaze swept over him. "An Linsheng, do you think it's up to you whether we get a divorce or not? I told you, if you dare to lie to me, I'll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."

An Linsheng clenched his fists. "You can't treat me like this. Don't you love me the most? Madam, let's start over! It was all my fault before. I will treat you well, a hundred times, a thousand times better."

"Crack!"

Song Xue'er slapped him hard across the face.