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

Song Qiyue angrily said, "Brother, I really didn't appreciate your kindness. I spoke up for my sister-in-law, but you sided with her? You didn't even know her before, so why do you assume she's a good person?"

Song Yanzhao shielded Song Shuyue behind him, his voice icy and his eyes narrowed.

"It's none of your business what kind of person my sister is. If there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he was about to take Song Shuyue away, as he didn't want to stay in such a humiliating place at all.

Not to mention that it would also cause Yueyue to suffer.

Song Qitian stepped forward and quickly stopped them, "Ah Zhao, don't be angry. Qiyue is just being immature. Don't hold it against her. We're here to have fun tonight."

Seeing that Song Yanzhao was about to leave, Song Qiyue looked flustered and apologized to him, "Cousin, you can't leave. Today is my birthday, and my friends want to see your performance."

Song Qitian asked, puzzled, "What performance?"

Song Qiyue pouted and looked at Song Yanzhao.

Song Yanzhao shook his head and refused, saying, "July, I'm sorry, as I said, I can't grant your request."

A few days ago, Song Qiyue contacted him, saying she wanted him to perform a show at her birthday party.

Her classmates are all his fans and long to see one of his performances, and she hopes to fulfill their wishes at her birthday party.

Song Qiyue's eyes widened, and she said loudly with dissatisfaction, "No way! Today I'm the birthday girl, you can't disobey me, you have to go on stage and perform, I've already written the script for you."

Song Qitian and Lin Qingru both felt that this was going too far.

Lin Qingru frowned and scolded, "July, hurry up and apologize to your cousin. Your cousin came to celebrate your birthday, that's all."

Song Qiyue rolled her eyes at her and snorted coldly, "Lin Qingru, what right do you have to lecture me? Don't think that just because you married my older brother you're my sister-in-law. I won't acknowledge you. Besides! You're sickly and might die any day now, so just shut up!"

Song Qitian's face was dark and stern. His sharp gaze swept over Song Qiyue, and he said in a stern voice, "Apologize to your sister-in-law immediately."

"I don't want to! You're all bullying me!" After saying that, Song Qiyue turned around and ran away.

Song Qitian, feeling disappointed in his wife, comforted her in his arms.

"July is really too spoiled. I will ask my parents to discipline her properly."

Lin Qingru shook her head; she was already used to it.

Song Shuyue continued the previous topic and told Song Qitian about the matter. Song Qitian's expression was very serious.

"If things are really as you say, I will not let anyone who tries to harm my wife get away with it."

Lin Qingru still couldn't believe it and turned her head to wipe away her tears.

Song Yanzhao smiled and asked Song Shuyue, "Yueyue, are you telling the truth? I find it hard to believe."

Song Shuyue: "I've said it, believe it or not is up to you."

Seeing her serious little face, Song Yanzhao pinched her cheek and said, "Okay, okay, brother believes you. I didn't say I didn't believe you."

Song Shuyue glared at him angrily. This Song Yanzhao was really pushing his luck. Last time he touched her head, and now he was pinching her face.

Song Shuyue retorted, "You have no manners," and turned to leave.

"Hey, you little brat, how can you talk like that? What do you mean by disrespectful? I'm your older brother, I'm older than you."

Song Qitian was somewhat envious of the relationship between the two siblings, unlike his sister, who was anything but sensible.

I really don't know how I grew up to be like this.

However, the important thing right now is Lin Qingru's matter.

Fu Yuyao's arrival caused a stir among the crowd, as everyone knew that Song Qiyue liked Fu Yuyao.

Always following behind someone else.

Does his arrival signify a strengthening of their relationship?

Fu Yuyao was wearing a black leather jacket, looking handsome and roguish, with a carefree smile on his lips.

He walked in with one hand in his pocket and a leisurely gait.

"Brother Qi Tian, ​​Brother Qi Shen, it's been a long time."

"Xiaoyu, it's been a long time."

Song Qiyue quickly ran up, "Brother Yuyao, where's my birthday present?"

Fu Yuyao took out an exquisite black box, which Song Qiyue happily accepted. Upon opening it, she found a brooch inside.

She was a little disappointed, because she had clearly told her brother Yuyao that she hoped to receive something symbolic like a necklace or bracelet.

Fu Yuyao hadn't planned to come, but Song Qiyue said she could get Song Yanzhao to perform a clown act.

How could he miss such a good show? He easily defused the charity matter, which not only failed to wake his sister from her infatuation, but also made her love him even more deeply.

I must film his embarrassing moments this time.

"Hey, Song Qiyue, is what you told me true?"

Song Qiyue knew exactly what he was asking about, and replied vaguely, "Don't you trust me? Brother Yuyao, come cut the cake with me."

Fu Yuyao brushed past her, saying, "No, it's more appropriate for me to sit here. You guys continue."

Song Qiyue was sulking; she had been waiting for him for a long time.

Song Qiyue's best friend whispered to comfort her, "Qiyue, don't be angry. You still have to ask Fu Yuyao to dance later, have you forgotten? I'll take some beautiful photos for you then."

Song Qiyue then turned to cut the cake. Before the ball started, Song Yanzhao would perform.

Song Qiyue had the stage tidied up, and she stood on the stage and announced loudly: "Hello everyone, next up will be a performance by my cousin Song Yanzhao. I am very surprised and happy that my cousin gave me this surprise on my sixteenth birthday. I am very grateful to my cousin."

Song Yanzhao was stunned for a moment. Song Qitian, who had just learned everything, immediately ordered someone to remove the microphone.

Song Lin and An Man, Song's parents, were also shocked. They had never heard of this before. Seeing Song Yanzhao's troubled expression and their eldest son's quick intervention, they immediately understood.

July is up to her old tricks again.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

Song Qiyue was pulled down, and Song Qitian said angrily, "Song Qiyue, what exactly do you want? Didn't A-Zhao tell you? He won't agree to this. What are you doing now? Are you trying to force me to do something I can't accept?"

Song Qiyue argued, "What do you mean by forcing someone to do something they can't? Today is my birthday, I'm the birthday girl, I'm the eldest, and I only have this one small wish. Why can't he grant it? I'm his cousin, and we both have the surname Song!"

Song Qiyue's unreasonable behavior caused Song Qitian and the others a great deal of trouble.

Since they'd already spoken, Song Yanzhao thought to himself, "Oh well, it's just a performance. I'm an actor anyway, it's no big deal."

Just as he was about to step forward to help, Song Shuyue stopped him in time, "You're not allowed to go!"

Song Shuyue's words attracted the attention of Song Qiyue and the others. Before Song Yanzhao could speak, Song Qiyue rushed over aggressively.

"Why can't I go? Song Shuyue, you're just jealous of me, you despicable person."

"I am the birthday celebrant, Song Yanzhao. You must perform for me. This is the script."

As she spoke, Song Qiyue disregarded Song Yanzhao's reaction and forcibly shoved the script into his hands, glaring fiercely at Song Shuyue.

Song Shuyue didn't want to cause any more trouble, but she was really unhappy.