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

Song Zixuan didn't know why he was so irritable. A deep sense of powerlessness and fear lingered in his heart. He was afraid that he would never be able to stand up again and would regret his decision.

Song Shuyue is right, he is a fool, a complete idiot.

His dejection and disappointment lasted only a few seconds. He knew he shouldn't bring his emotions to others. Bai Lingling stayed by his side, taking care of his daily life. Despite being rejected many times, she still refused to leave.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, please push me."

Bai Lingling was overjoyed, her face beaming with smiles. She quickly walked over, gripping the wheelchair handles tightly. "Okay, sit down now."

Song Zixuan looked up at her, and Bai Lingling blushed instantly when she met his smiling eyes. Two blushes appeared on her fair face, making her look extremely cute.

"Let's go." Bai Lingling looked away shyly, her heart pounding wildly, each beat feeling like it was burning her up.

Song Zixuan lowered his head in embarrassment, and the two remained silent.

"Who are you? What are you doing here!" Song Zixuan saw that the person who opened the door was a big guy with a cunning appearance. His phoenix eyes were narrow and sinister, and he seemed to have an inescapable deathly aura. This person was obviously not a good person and must be involved in the underworld.

How could Song Shuyue let someone like that in? He must have used some tricks.

Song Yanzhou: "..." He had been in Beijing for several years, but he had never had any dealings with Song Zixuan.

Song Zixuan warned, "I don't care where you're from, Song Shuyue is not someone you can lay a finger on. She's a young lady of the Song family. Get out of here right now."

Song Yanzhou opened the door. "Come in quickly, Song Zixuan, don't embarrass yourself here."

Song Zixuan's eyes widened, and she pointed at him in shock, "How...how did you know my name? You really planned this all along! What's your name? What's your purpose? Tell me!"

Song Yanzhou was truly speechless at this kid. How could anyone be so stupid? Didn't he notice that he looked very similar to Yueyue?

Bai Lingling had learned about Song Shuyue's family beforehand. She had three older brothers. She knew what Song Yanbai and Song Yanzhao looked like, since they were public figures. There was also a man named Song Yanzhou, who was always very mysterious.

He must be Song Yanzhou.

"Hello, are you Miss Song's brother? We've come to see her."

Song Yanzhou nodded. "She's eating. You've come in."

"Brother?" Song Zixuan tilted his head and looked at Song Yanzhou in confusion.

Song Shuyue has an older brother?

Isn't that his cousin?

cough cough...

Song Zixuan was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to start a conversation, so he simply kept quiet. He went inside and saw a table full of food. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. It smelled so good.

"Miss Bai, it's a pleasure to have you here," Song Shuyue said, shaking hands with Bai Lingling.

Bai Lingling: "Miss Song, I should be thanking you. Without you, I wouldn't be standing here alive and kicking right now."

Seeing that Bai Lingling and Song Shuyue were already seated, Song Zixuan cautiously asked, "Can I eat too?"

Song Shuyue and Bai Lingling were busy talking, and no one paid any attention to him.

Song Zixuan: "..." Is he invisible? Okay, nobody cares about the injured? The world is so cold-hearted.

Song Shuyue glanced at Song Zixuan, a smirk playing on her lips, and teased, "Song Zixuan? How was it? Did you enjoy it?"

Song Zixuan glared at her, ignoring her sarcastic remarks. In front of him, Song Shuyue poured a steaming cup of hot water, slowly raised it, and pretended to pour it onto his lap.

"Ah! What are you doing, Song Shuyue? Are you sick? Am I disabled now?"

Song Zixuan shouted and tried to back away, but Song Shuyue didn't give him a chance to escape and poured the hot water down his throat.

"do not want!"

"Yueyue!"

Bai Lingling and Song Yanzhou shouted loudly to stop Song Shuyue. Song Zixuan was terrified. He grabbed the handles with both hands, stood up abruptly, and ran out.

"Song Shuyue, you vicious woman, you're terrifying! Are you trying to kill me?"

Song Zixuan cursed and swore, his face full of anger and indignation.

Song Yanzhou and Bai Lingling stared in disbelief at Song Zixuan standing up. Bai Lingling, in particular, was stunned by his sudden appearance after taking care of him for so long.

Song Zixuan was furious, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He even wanted to curse, but then he suddenly realized that he... he could actually stand up.

Song Zixuan's mouth was so wide open it could fit an egg. He blinked incredulously and stomped his foot.

He can really stand up! It's true! Is he dreaming?!

Song Zixuan pinched his thigh hard. Ouch! It really hurt!

it is true.

Song Shuyue sat down to eat with a calm expression.

"Ah! It's true, it's true! I can stand up! My legs aren't broken! Song Shuyue, Song Shuyue, you... I... I!" Song Zixuan exclaimed loudly, too shocked to speak a complete sentence.

"Ah! I!" Song Zixuan shouted again. Song Shuyue could no longer bear it and looked at Song Yanzhou, saying to him, "Get them all out."

Song Zixuan quickly covered his mouth, kicked the wheelchair aside with a bright smile, walked to Song Shuyue's side, and was about to hold her hand when Song Yanzhou slapped him on the forehead.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he warned, "Stay away from my sister."

Song Zixuan rubbed his sore head, looking aggrieved, and pouted, saying, "My leg has just recovered, and none of you are going to comfort me. Are we still family?"

Song Yanzhou said bluntly, "Otherwise, what makes you think you can get in?"

Bai Lingling was genuinely happy for him. She came up to Song Zixuan and asked, "Your leg is really healed, Miss Song. How did this happen?"

Song Shuyue: "His leg was fine to begin with. It must have been his father who deliberately had the doctor say that to teach him a lesson. I suppose he has really grown up during this time."

Song Zixuan burst into tears and turned to hug Song Yanzhou. "So that's how it is. You guys are too cruel to me. Do you know how I've been these past few days? I wanted to die every day. I thought I was really ruined. Waaah~ You guys are so inhuman. You're so heartless."

Song Yanzhou/Song Shuyue/Bai Lingling: "..."

ten minutes later

Song Zixuan sat at the dining table, eating meat with gusto, his chopsticks flying between the dishes and rice, so fast that only the afterimages of the chopsticks could be seen.

Song Yanzhou gripped his chopsticks tightly, glaring at Song Zixuan with extreme dissatisfaction.

Song Zixuan, oblivious to everything, pointed at the food and said, "Why are you looking at me? Eat up, it's delicious."

Bai Lingling wished she could bury her head under the table; it was too embarrassing. Song Zixuan looked like a starving ghost.