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

An Linsheng grabbed the phone and looked at it, his anger flaring up instantly. "Bitch, bitch, Song Xue'er, that bitch, how dare she betray me! She deserves to die."

With a "smack!", An Qiqi's phone was smashed to the ground.

An Qiqi's eyes widened, but she dared not speak out in anger. Her phone would cost several thousand yuan to repair.

An Linsheng is a good-for-nothing.

"Song Xue'er, you just wait." As he spoke, An Linsheng was furious. He put on his coat and went out.

An Qiqi's eyes were sinister. An Linsheng, you had better be able to stir up trouble, otherwise...

An Linsheng arrived at the Song family and shouted loudly, "Song Xue'er, you bitch, get out here right now! I knew why Song Shuyue was so rebellious. It turns out she's not my child at all! You fucking bitch, you deceived me!"

"Come out, get out here."

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Yuanzhi couldn't hold back any longer. He rushed out and, without saying a word, punched the man to the ground, leaving An Linsheng completely unable to react.

He took a direct punch.

"Who the hell are you?"

Lin Yuanzhi rolled up his sleeves, his face ashen. "Who am I? An Linsheng, you're not worthy to know who I am! How did I tell you back then? How dare you treat her like this? You're asking for death!"

An Linsheng recognized Lin Yuanzhi this time. It was him. Back when he married Song Xueer, a man appeared and told him to treat Song Xueer well, but he didn't pay attention and thought he was just a suitor.

I never expected it to be him, Lin Yuanzhi! That adulterer.

"Fine, you dare to show your face again? So you've cheated on me, haven't you? Where's Song Xue'er? Where's that bitch Song Xue'er? Tell her to get out here. Is she feeling guilty? Is she scared? Get out here right now. I'm not done with you yet, not at all."

Song Xue'er sneered, "What, An Linsheng has been too good to you all these years, and you really think you're something special? You can keep An Qiqi by your side, but you won't allow me to have relationships with others. When you were with Li Jinhong, why didn't you call yourself a slut? Yueyue is my daughter, and she has nothing to do with you. If you curse him again, don't blame me for not showing you any mercy."

An Linsheng: "Fine, fine, Song Xue'er, you've finally revealed your true nature, haven't you? You're a slut to the core, a promiscuous and shameless woman."

"Xue'er, leave this to me. You go inside."

Lin Yuanzhi rubbed his hands together, eager to kill this bastard after learning about his many misdeeds.

An Linsheng was no match for him at all, and eventually limped home, muttering curses all the while.

Seeing his expression, An Qiqi realized he hadn't gotten anything out of him. She clenched her fists and thought, "Useless piece of trash."

"What are you still doing here? Go and cook for me."

An Qiqi said "I'm busy" and slammed the door shut as she left.

An Linsheng slammed his fist on the table in anger, “This is outrageous! This is outrageous! I’m your father, how dare you treat me like this?”

An Linsheng was increasingly frustrated and filled with resentment. He believed that his setback was temporary and that he would surely make a comeback. He thought that Song Xue'er, that bitch, would be beneath his feet and not even worthy of licking his feet.

When Song Shuyue returned home, she saw the house full of gifts. Lin Yuanzhi stood awkwardly to one side. "Yueyue, I heard from your third brother that you like antiques and calligraphy, right? I bought them all. Take a look and see if there's anything you like."

Song Shuyue was very satisfied with the so-called father. They were all antique treasures, with a small teacup worth millions. They were genuine. She wanted a private collection room to store these things.

Thinking of this, Song Shuyue smiled, her fair face blossoming with a smile that was both cute and elegant.

Lin Yuanzhi was very happy. It seemed that she really liked it. He would give her these kinds of things from now on. Anyway, he had no shortage of money.

"Yueyue, look, this is the company Dad gave you. It's all under your name and involves many aspects, but you don't have to worry about anything. You don't have to worry about anything. All the money is yours. Dad knows you've suffered a lot of grievances before. I will treat you well from now on."

Song Shuyue could sense his cautious yet sincere feelings, so she went over and gave him a deep hug.

"Thank you."

Lin Yuanzhi smiled with satisfaction. He would have a daughter now, born to Xue'er. He had no regrets in this life.

“I want to buy an old house in Beijing and put all these things there.”

Lin Yuanzhi immediately agreed, "Okay, what kind does Yue want? Dad will buy it for you."

Song Shuyue didn't mince words, "I prefer a quieter place, so it's best to be a bit away from the city."

Lin Yuanzhi: "Yes, I'll have someone arrange it tonight so we can go see it tomorrow. From now on, when you study in Beijing, your parents will live with you there."

After hesitating for a moment, Song Shuyue said, "Actually, you don't need to do this. I can take care of myself. You've missed so many years, now you should be together."

Song Xueer: "Yueyue, no matter how old you are, in my heart you will always be a child. I made you some soup, try it."

Song Shuyue was deeply moved, her heart aching. Was it the child?

So much time had passed that she had forgotten what her parents looked like, but now she had a family again and started her life anew, no longer living in that cold, desolate hell.

She should be happy.

Song Shuyue smiled knowingly, "Okay, Mom and Dad, you eat with us too."

Lin Yuanzhi almost burst into tears, "Yueyue."

Seeing his pathetic state, Song Xue'er slapped his arm and said, "Look at you, watch your manners in front of the child."

"Okay, honey."

Song Xue'er said shyly, "Aren't you ashamed?"

Song Yanbai also walked in, "Looks like I've come back just in time, there's soup to drink."

Everyone looked at each other and then laughed.

The next day

They arrived in Beijing. Song Xue'er was filled with mixed emotions, her gaze complicated. If only she had listened to her father back then...

Now, she has no connection with the Song family anymore; the relationship has been severed, and she has no face to go back.

Song Yanbai saw through his mother's thoughts. Just wait! Mother, I will definitely make Da Dao surpass the Song family and carry forward the Song family's legacy. At that time, you will return to the Song family openly and honestly, instead of seeking refuge with the Song family.

"Yueyue, what do you think of this old house?" Lin Yuanzhi asked nervously.

He spent the whole night looking around and finally decided on this old house because it had a grand and imposing feel to it, and he heard that it was the residence of an ancient general.

"I like it very much, thank you."

For some reason, Song Shuyue felt that this place was very fitting.

Lin Yuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you like it. Let's go inside and take a look."

Song Yanbai's phone rang, and he said apologetically, "You guys go in first, I'll take this call."

Once in the corner, Song Yanbai said reproachfully, "What are you up to? Mom and Yueyue are here, why haven't you shown up yet?"

"Big brother, I have something to do and can't get away for the time being, but I'll find a chance to visit Yueyue later."