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

"Song Yanzhou! You!"

Before Song Yanbai could finish speaking, the other end of the line had already hung up.

Song Shuyue really liked this place, and the decor suited her taste perfectly.

"Yueyue, how about we go out for dinner tonight?" Song Xueer suggested.

Song Shuyue: "Okay."

Lin Yuanzhi had made arrangements in advance. As the four of them took the elevator upstairs, Song Xueer saw a familiar figure from behind.

It's the eldest brother!

Song Xue'er looked heartbroken and silently looked away. As a result, she was absent-minded during the meal. Song Shuyue and Lin Yuanzhi also noticed her low spirits, but neither of them asked her anything.

When going downstairs

Their eyes met, and Song Xue'er could no longer hide the sorrow in her heart.

"Xue'er!"

"Big brother!"

Song Gao looked at his sister whom he hadn't seen for many years, and his heart ached. The two siblings hugged each other.

"Xue'er, you are really heartless. For more than 20 years, you haven't come back to see me even once."

Song Xue'er also deeply regretted her decision. "Big brother! It was my fault. I'm sorry. I have no face to come back."

Song Gao: "What nonsense are you talking about? The Song family will always be your family."

"Come here, Yueyue, Yanbai, this is your uncle. Quickly, greet him."

Song Yanbai greeted her politely, but Song Shuyue simply couldn't bring herself to say it.

Lin Yuanzhi quickly went over to smooth things over, "Big brother, do you remember me?"

Song Gao looked closely and exclaimed, "You are? You are Lin Yuanzhi! Good lad, it really is you!"

Lin Yuanzhi: "Big brother, it's me. How have you been all these years?"

"I'm fine, how could you?"

Song Xueer kept it brief, saying, "Brother, I've already divorced An Linsheng."

"Good, good, Xue'er, you've finally seen his true colors. I'm so happy for you."

Lin Yuanzhi took Song Xue'er's hand and said, "Big brother, Xue'er and I are together now."

Song Gao was very pleased. He had been recuperating and had rarely moved around in recent years, so he hadn't been able to learn about some of the events that had occurred in a timely manner.

For some reason, Song Shuyue gave him a sense of pressure; this young girl had a really strong presence.

"Yueyue, you look just like your mother when she was young. Come on, let's go home."

Song Xue'er grasped his hand, "Big brother, no, Yueyue has school tomorrow, so we won't bother you. Sister-in-law, she..."

Song Gao: "Your sister-in-law is all bark and no bite, she's tough on the outside but soft on the inside, you know that! She's been bringing you up all these years."

"I'm sorry to my sister-in-law."

Song Xueer insisted on being with An Linsheng, which caused a major rift with her family. Her sister-in-law, who was like a younger sister to her, suffered a miscarriage because of her, which was the biggest mistake she made. It is said that her sister-in-law was also left with health problems because of this.

How can she possibly face her now?

"Don't say anything more, it's good that you're back. Come on, let's go home."

Song Shuyue: "I'm fine, I can go."

"it is good."

When the group arrived at the Song family's old residence, Song Xue'er's memories came flooding back like a tidal wave. This was the place where she grew up, and she also had memories of Lin Yuanzhi, the son of the housekeeper, Uncle Lin, who was her childhood sweetheart.

"You old fool, what time is it and you still don't know when to come home?"

A cursing voice came from the inner room. Song Xue'er tightened her grip on her bag; it was her sister-in-law.

When Yang Shuyu came out, she saw Song Xue'er's face. She stopped in her tracks, staring at her in disbelief, and then a surge of emotions welled up inside her.

She quickly turned away, "Didn't you say you never wanted to see me again? What are you doing here?"

Yang Shuyu's voice was trembling with tears, and Song Xue'er quickly ran over and hugged her, "Sister-in-law!"

Yang Shuyu has treated her like his own sister since she was a child. She is more than ten years older than her older brother, so she was still a child when her older brother got married.

Her mother had passed away early, and as the eldest sister-in-law, Yang Shuyu truly cared for her.

"You still know how to come back! You still know how to come back!" Yang Shuyu would hit her whenever she did something, tears welling up in her eyes, and the two of them cried uncontrollably.

"Alright, alright, let's go inside first and talk about it," Song Gao said.

"Ah."

"Wang Ma, bring out all the candied dates I made," Yang Shuyu shouted into the house.

"Madam, you've arrived."

Yang Shuyu pulled Song Xueer to sit down. "These are your favorite candied dates. When you were little, you always pestered me to make them for you."

Song Xue'er wiped away her tears, "Thank you, sister-in-law, I like it very much."

Yang Shuyu looked at the well-behaved girl sitting to the side drinking tea and smiled with satisfaction, "This must be Yueyue! She's really pretty."

Song Shuyue: "Thank you."

Yang Shuyu: "She's just a bit cold-hearted, but that's how girls should be, it's classy."

Lin Yuanzhi: "Sister-in-law, tonight was too rushed, and I didn't prepare anything. Please accept this as a token of my appreciation."

"Who is this?"

More than 20 years later, Yang Shuyu still didn't recognize who this person was, but it was definitely not An Linsheng. An Linsheng had a lewd and greedy look on his face, and she would never forget his face back then.

She went to see An Linsheng, but An Linsheng's words implied that Song Xueer was throwing herself at him, while he remained aloof and superior.

"Sister-in-law, I have already divorced An Linsheng. He is now Lin Yuanzhi."

"Lin Yuanzhi." Yang Shuyu thought carefully for a moment. That's how it is when you get old; your mind can't keep up for long.

Suddenly, someone popped into my head: "Oh, it's you, Lin Yuanzhi, it's you, kid, foreign tycoon Lin Yuanzhi, it's you, you're quite something now."

Lin Yuanzhi smiled sheepishly: "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

"Grandpa and Grandma, Grandpa and Grandma, you must agree to let me be with Alan today."

As they were talking, Song Zixuan, with his red hair, strode in with a girl.

Song Gao shouted, "Shut up! Get out of here right now! You disgraceful thing, get out! My Song family has no grandson like you!"

Song Gao was furious.

Song Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, why don't you agree? Alan and I are truly in love. If it weren't for Alan, your grandson would have died in Thailand. I only want to marry her."

Yang Shuyu took a deep breath. "Zixuan, this matter is not as simple as you think. Besides, you and Bai Lingling have been engaged since childhood. This matter is not up to you to decide."

"Grandma, I don't want to marry Bai Lingling. I don't like her at all! I like Alan."

Song Shuyue glanced at the woman next to him—oh no, the man!

Now it's fun.

Interesting and interesting.

Having lived this long, this was the first time Song Shuyue had encountered such a bizarre situation, and she couldn't help but chuckle, covering her mouth with her hand.

Song Zixuan instantly flew into a rage, pointing at her and demanding, "What are you laughing at? Who gave you permission to laugh? Who do you think you are?"

Where did this little brat come from? She doesn't know her place and dares to laugh at him. He and Alan are truly in love.