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

Bernard's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness as he looked at him. "You have a saying: 'If you don't listen to a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit.' I think you understand what that means."

Song Cheng: "What if I insist on leaving today? Bernard, you should know that if something happens to me, you won't be able to escape unscathed either."

"Haha, you're right, that's why we need to get rid of you completely. Men, make your move!"

At Bernard's command, the men holding guns all moved closer to Song Cheng.

Song Cheng gripped the object in his hand tightly. There was a cliff beside him, and he knew he couldn't die at the hands of these people, even if it meant his own death.

Song Cheng wanted the outcome, so he gritted his teeth and was about to rush over when a beam of light shone down, causing everyone to look in the direction of the light in horror.

Song Shuyue took off her helmet and was fined 50 yuan by the traffic police for driving without a helmet, which caused some delay.

Fortunately, we made it in time.

"Who goes there? Seize her." Bernard wouldn't allow anyone to know what happened tonight.

He immediately ordered his men to arrest the man.

Seeing that they all had real guns, Song Shuyue's expression turned serious.

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so she left.

Song Shuyue turned the car around and started it quickly. Bernard saw that she was a girl and said, "Chase her! Take care of her."

"Yes!"

Song Shuyue glanced at the rearview mirror; two more were chasing after them—perfect.

She stopped the car, left the lights on, and hid in the bushes. As the two men approached to check, Song Shuyue turned the tables on them and snatched the guns from their hands.

Run quickly over and rescue Song Cheng.

Bernard saw through Song Cheng's intention to jump off the cliff and ordered two men to restrain him.

Song Cheng shouted, "Let me go, Bernard, you deserve to die!"

"Haha, Song Cheng, blame yourself for being ungrateful. My offer was so tempting, yet you chose the path to hell when there was one."

Song Cheng struggled violently, but the things in his hands were snatched away, and he was so angry that his eyes turned bloodshot.

"No! Those are mine, give them back to me."

Song Cheng's face turned ashen as he stared intently at Bernard.

With a loud "bang!", the gunshot rang out, and Bernard screamed in agony, "Ah, my hand!"

Bernard was shot in the arm, and before the others could react, Song Shuyue accurately shot them one by one in the knees and picked up the box.

He shouted towards Song Cheng, "Run!"

Song Cheng realized what was happening, picked up two handfuls of money, and ran after her.

Bernard gripped his injured arm, burning with rage. "Chase them! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

"Yes!"

Song Cheng quickly caught up with Song Shuyue, who tossed him her things, started the electric scooter, and said, "Get on, hurry up."

Song Cheng hesitated for two seconds before getting into the car, and Song Shuyue saw the cars behind them catching up.

With a smile, he turned off the lights and darted into the alley.

They disappeared from their sight.

After shaking off those people, Song Shuyue stopped the car and went to a dumpling restaurant.

"I'm hungry, let's eat some dumplings."

Before Song Cheng could even ask his questions, Song Shuyue ordered two bowls of dumplings, saying, "Eat first."

Song Cheng looked back, somewhat worried that they might catch up.

Song Shuyue's cool voice rang out, "Don't worry, they won't find this place. They should be looking in the surrounding area. Once we've finished eating, they should be leaving."

Song Cheng then sat down with peace of mind.

Song Shuyue slowly removed her helmet and mask. Song Cheng suddenly stood up, his eyes wide, "Yueyue!"

Seeing his overreaction, Song Shuyue took out a tissue to wipe her fingers.

Song Cheng was shocked, thinking he had misread it, so he rubbed his eyes and took a closer look.

You can’t go wrong!

It's his niece!

But... but how could she do that!

what on earth is it?

Shouldn't she be studying?

"Two bowls of dumplings are ready." The owner placed the dumplings in front of the two people with a smile.

Song Cheng then realized he was too excited, coughed twice, and quickly sat down.

He was just thinking about how to thank his savior, and he never expected it to be Yueyue.

When did Yueyue become so skilled?

No, when did she learn that, and how did she know about tonight's events?

There were still a lot of questions to be answered, but the girl in front of him was focused on eating dumplings with great relish, her cheeks bulging out.

Never mind, let's eat first.

Song Cheng was also hungry, and he finished the whole bowl of dumplings, not even leaving any soup.

My stomach feels warm.

"Yueyue, how did you know something would happen to me?"

Song Shuyue: "You wouldn't believe me even if I told you. Let's go now that we're full."

"Hey, wait a minute, Yueyue, tell me properly, how did you find out about me? And does your mother know you came to Haishi? When did you come to Haishi? Were you alone or with friends? Where are you staying?"

Song Shuyue yawned. "Get in the car, let's go back."

Song Cheng: "..." He could only obediently sit in the back.

Song Yanzhao was sleeping soundly when he heard noises downstairs. Could it be that a thief had broken in?

As I went downstairs, I saw someone exclaim, "Fifth Uncle? What are you doing here?"

Song Shuyue was still calmly playing her game when Song Cheng slapped him on the forehead. "What do you mean, 'How did I get here?' Can't I come?"

Song Yanzhao: "No, Fifth Uncle, how did you and Yueyue get together? You two? Yueyue, didn't you say you were going to sleep at Song Qinghong's place tonight?"

Song Shuyue replied casually, "Just a coincidence."

Song Cheng: "..." It was quite a coincidence. Who did this girl take after in terms of personality?

It's so cold.

She was so cute when she was little, but alas, she grew up with a lisp.

Song Shuyue looked up at the things on the table. "I suggest you hand them over. You can't keep them."

Song Yanzhao was completely confused, but Song Cheng understood.

He had the same idea.

"Yes, Yueyue, thank you so much for tonight."

Song Shuyue relaxed her brows and stretched. "I'm going to sleep now. I'm tired. I still need to check on the people around you. They all have problems."

Song Cheng frowned. When the incident happened tonight, his first thought was of them.

How could Yueyue know?

Just as Song Cheng was about to ask Song Yanzhao how Song Shuyue knew everything, Song Yanzhao shook his head, indicating that he was also puzzled.

Song Qinghong visited late at night, asking Song Shuyue to sleep with her for the night, but actually she was hiding from someone.

Seeing Song Cheng there, they stared at each other in surprise, "Fifth Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Song Cheng: "Why can't I be here!"

Song Qinghong smiled awkwardly, "Yes, yes, is Yueyue asleep? I'll go find her."

Song Yanzhao grabbed her, "Do you know why Yueyue always seems to know things in advance?"

Song Qinghong scratched her head, knowing some things in advance, and a word flashed into her mind.

"Oh, I know, Yueyue can tell fortunes!"

"Fortune telling?" Song Cheng and Song Yanzhao stared at her in disbelief.

Seeing that they didn't believe her, Song Qinghong spoke earnestly and solemnly, "It's true, I'm not lying to you. Yueyue was taught fortune-telling by a master, and her predictions are incredibly accurate. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Anyway, she believed that after listening to Yueyue's words, she saw through the true colors of many people.