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

Chapter 8: A Father Should Be Tolerant of His Children

impossible!

It is absolutely impossible.

If she really finds out, then she can't be kept alive.

An Qiqi forced a smile and said in a flattering tone, "Song Shuyue, if I did anything wrong, I apologize to you. Don't be angry. We're best friends, right?"

That damn Song Shuyue, she's usually so easy to coax, but today she's acting completely out of character.

Could it be that the ancestral worship ceremony was afflicted by evil spirits?

"Who said you're my best friend, An Qiqi? You're used to calling yourself a young lady of the Song family. Do you really think you have Song family blood flowing in your veins? An adopted daughter, trying to trip me up behind my back, you don't deserve it."

Song Shuyue's tone was cold and disdainful, her eyes sharp and sinister, as if she wanted to see right through An Qiqi.

An Qiqi felt a cold sweat break out on her back and clenched her fists tightly. How dare that bitch Song Shuyue insult her like that?

She should be patient a little longer.

Once she gets her hands on the Song family's things, she'll make sure to kill that sickly Song Shuyue.

No, she's going to torture her properly, make her wish she were dead.

As An Qiqi fell into deep thought, Song Shuyue instructed, "Butler, move An Qiqi's room down to the servants' area. From now on, An Qiqi is not allowed to move into any of the Song family's rooms without my permission. If anyone finds her sneaking around, tell me. I'll give a reward of ten thousand yuan for each report."

An Qiqi's eyes were bloodshot, her self-esteem brutally trampled and humiliated, as she glared intently at Song Shuyue.

Song Shuyue turned her head and said to her with interest, "By the way, there are still a lot of my things in your room. You said you were borrowing them before, but now I'm taking them all back. You guys start moving things, and let me see everything you're moving. I'm keeping my things."

The servants didn't dare to utter a sound. The sudden outburst from the usually taciturn and unremarkable fourth young lady caught them off guard and instilled a sense of inexplicable fear.

The butler stepped forward, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes, and whispered a reminder: "Fourth Miss, this might not be a good idea. Shouldn't such a big matter as moving rooms be discussed with Madam, Master, and all the young masters?"

Upon hearing this, Song Shuyue smiled faintly at the treacherous housekeeper in front of her.

He gently stroked his delicate lips with his fingers, feigning a thoughtful pose.

The steward was quite pleased with himself.

Song Shuyue! You're just an unloved, sickly girl. Nobody in the Song family cares about you. Do you really think you can make the decisions in this family?

"Sure, let's talk it over. But first, I'll fire you. You have two choices: first, you can direct people to move things; second, you get fired, and I'll give you triple your salary. How about that!"

"Fourth Miss, I...I......"

The housekeeper was instantly terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat and turning ashen-faced, never expecting Song Shuyue to be so brazen.

The Song family undoubtedly received the best treatment, with bonuses of over 100,000 yuan during holidays and countless monthly benefits.

He absolutely cannot lose this job.

He turned around and looked at An Qiqi, who looked aggrieved.

Miss, I'm sorry.

I can't afford to lose this job.

Gritting his teeth, he immediately bowed and said ingratiatingly, "Fourth Miss, I'll have someone move it right away."

"housekeeper!"

An Qiqi stared wide-eyed in disbelief and roared.

It's as if it's saying, "How could you betray me?"

This traitor.

Song Shuyue revealed a meaningful smile, but there was no warmth in her eyes.

Butler, it seems you'll be of great use after all.

Then I'll keep you for now.

However, you must be careful not to get killed.

Song Shuyue: "Very good, but... your hesitant attitude just now made me very unhappy. But don't worry, I'm always understanding. I'll just deduct three months' salary from your pay and cancel your benefits and holidays for a year. If anyone is not satisfied, don't come looking for me. Just take your triple salary and leave. After all, the Song family has no shortage of people."

The servants stood up straight in alarm and answered in unison, "Yes!"

Song Shuyue returned to her room, put the trophy away, and then had a good night's sleep.

She has to worry about everything every day; it's exhausting.

Her two greatest loves in life are eating and sleeping.

But less than half an hour after I closed my eyes, the urgent knocking on the door sounded like a death knell.

Song Shuyue dislikes people who disturb her peaceful sleep.

The door was opened with a bang, and the maid immediately stepped aside when she saw the aggressive Song Shuyue.

"Fourth Miss, it was the master who told me to knock on the door."

Song Shuyue heard the sound of crying again.

Hearing the sound, she looked downstairs and saw An Qiqi wiping away her tears as she pushed An Linsheng, who was in a wheelchair.

So fast! This scumbag is really a resilient grasshopper, an unkillable cockroach.

As soon as An Linsheng saw her, he pointed at her and cursed, "Song Shuyue, you unfilial daughter! So, you dare to bully your sister while I'm not here? Get down here right now and apologize to your sister. Hurry up, or I'll teach you a lesson."

Song Shuyue came downstairs with a displeased expression, picked up the cup on the table, and smashed it at his feet with a loud bang.

"You!" An Linsheng was startled and looked at the broken pieces on the ground with lingering fear; he had almost been hit.

Inverted! Inverted!

"Song Shuyue, are you looking for death? I am your father, how dare you?"

"An Linsheng, do you even deserve to be my father? Do you think one leg is too asymmetrical? Are you begging me to break the other one too?"

An Qiqi cried and said, "Yueyue, how could you talk to Dad like that? This is unfilial of you. You've gone too far."

Song Shuyue's sudden change in personality must have a reason. Could it be that her previous foolishness, inferiority complex, and cowardice were all an act?

Song Shuyue: "Hehe, I'm so unfilial! Come and hit me if you dare!"

“You!” An Qiqi was speechless for a moment, staring at her.

"Song Shuyue, you! You... cough cough, cough cough."

Hearing these audacious words, An Linsheng coughed violently, quickly clutching his chest, almost unable to catch his breath.

"what happened?"

Song Xue'er came downstairs after hearing the noise.

When An Linsheng saw Song Xueer come out, he began to accuse Song Shuyue of her crimes.

“Song Xue’er, Song Xue’er, look at the good daughter you raised! This is your good daughter! She’s so disobedient! Not only did she break my leg, but she also bullied Qiqi. Kick her out immediately and let her fend for herself.”

An Linsheng, his face flushed, shouted angrily, thinking that Song Xue'er would definitely listen to him.

Get rid of that little bitch Song Shuyue.

To everyone's surprise, Song Xue'er narrowed her eyes and spoke in a cold tone.

“She’s my daughter, and you want me to kick her out? An Linsheng, do you not consider Yueyue your own daughter?”

An Lin was so angry he felt like he was going to vomit blood. "Madam, it was her! She hit me!"

Song Xueer: "As a father, why are you being so petty? She's just a child who accidentally hurt you while playing. Shouldn't you, as a father, be forgiving?"

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