Su's tightly furrowed brows and the way her hands swayed with her emotions showed that she had put herself in the role of the victim, talking only about the grievances of the Song family, as if she had forgotten that the one lying on the sickbed was the daughter of the Wei family.

Sun Lurong was furious upon hearing this, her anger surging in her chest! As soon as Su finished speaking, she slammed the teacup in her hand onto the high table!

We haven't even settled the score for not helping her yesterday, and now you want to slander her daughter?

The teacup bounced in the saucer, and Sun Lurong stood up abruptly, retorting sharply, "Would your Song family lose two taels of silver or two taels of meat if you were made a laughingstock? My Wanwan still has a high fever and is in a coma!"

Sun Lurong's reaction surprised both Master Song and Madam Su. They had long heard that she had accompanied Wei Zheng in building the family business and fighting in the business world, and that she was not a soft-hearted person, but they did not expect her to be so fiery and disregard all sentiment.

Seeing that Wei Zheng didn't seem to be restraining his wife, Master Song eased the awkwardness with a concerned tone: "Your daughter is so ill? Have you found a good doctor to prescribe a medicine? Our family's physician is quite skilled; perhaps we should have him come and take a look?"

"No need to trouble yourself." After refusing curtly, Sun Lurong finally sat back down in her chair.

Thinking to himself, "Your Song family has been owing your servants several months' wages. What if the family physician gets angry and takes out his anger on Wanwan by prescribing some random medicine?"

Having tested Sun Lurong's temperament, Su knew that intimidation tactics wouldn't work here, so she had to tone down her sharpness. However, some things still needed to be said, so she wrapped her handkerchief around her handkerchief and adopted a sorrowful expression:

“Shuwan was the daughter-in-law I personally chose, and I cherish her dearly. If I could take her place, I would rather it was me who fell into the water yesterday…” She tucked a handkerchief into her eyes.

She's been scheming and maneuvering in seclusion for years; she's decisive and efficient, and she can also act and sing.

"But how can such a thing be allowed to happen? A woman's chastity is more important than her life, and yet the one who saved Shu from the shore at night was a stranger... If no one knew, that would be one thing, our Song family would never look down on her because of this, but who was the damned person who leaked this matter..."

"Now the whole of Shengjing is laughing at our Zichen—"

"What joke are you making about Brother Zichen?"

Before Su could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the girl's clear and melodious voice. Looking in the direction of the voice, she saw Wei Shuwan walking in gracefully, her long dress trailing behind her.

Song Zichen, whose name had been called, also looked towards the door. He saw Wei Shuwan, adorned with gold and jade ornaments, dressed in new clothes and makeup. Her first step into the room illuminated the entire space, even dimming the brilliance of the jeweled walls.

Wei Zheng was startled and stood up. Sun Lurong immediately stepped forward to help her daughter up, saying, "Wanwan, you're awake? But even if you're awake, you shouldn't be out in the wind..."

He then went to check her forehead temperature.

Wei Shuwan stopped her mother's hand, patted her twice to reassure her, and indicated that she was alright.

Then he shifted his gaze back to Su Shi, a hidden sharpness gleaming in his clear eyes:

"Is it a joke that Brother Zichen didn't help his fiancée when she was dying? Then I have to testify that Brother Zichen really can't swim. Yesterday, he was so anxious on the shore that he was jumping up and down, with snot and tears streaming down his face, and his throat was almost hoarse from shouting."

She even sounded a little resentful when she said this.

The room fell silent; Madam Su choked on her words.

On the surface, these words were meant to exonerate Song Zichen, but anyone with a brain could tell they were clearly sarcastic.

His fiancée fell into the water, and this grown man could only stand on the shore, shouting himself hoarse and stamping his feet in despair, while crying like a child with snot and tears streaming down his face...

That's a perfect description of a good-for-nothing.

Song Zichen's face paled several shades in an instant.

Wei Zheng and Sun Lurong felt much relieved. The engagement was off, and their only concern was that Wanwan had fallen deeply in love with Song Zichen.

In hindsight, they were overthinking it.

Su was inwardly angry, but she forced a smile, her expression becoming somewhat strange.

She considered herself to have an excellent eye for people. In the past, she thought Wei Shuwan was a merchant's daughter, but she was just as well-mannered and virtuous as a lady from a noble family. However, she realized today that she had misjudged her!

If such a cunning and shrewd woman were to actually enter the Song family, she would likely cause great unrest in the household.

All her previous reluctance had vanished, and she was even secretly pleased that falling into the water gave her a legitimate reason for her actions. If the Wei family knew that the real reason for breaking off the engagement was that Xueyi was pregnant with Zichen's child, things would become very difficult, and the betrothal gifts would probably be hard to get back.

Wei Shuwan noticed Su's sinister gaze but didn't take it to heart at all, simply following her mother to her seat. She glanced at Song Zichen across from her, her gaze landing on the peace and safety badge at his waist.

This is the thing that caused her to fall into the water yesterday.

She only learned later in her previous life that while it was true that the family heirloom Song Zichen mentioned belonged to the Su family, it did not belong to the Song family.

It was a token of love given to him by Su Xueyi.

Wei Shuwan had also suspected that the drowning incident might have been a setup by Song Zichen, but unfortunately, it was extremely difficult to find evidence.

After being stared at by Wei Shuwan for a long time, Song Zichen felt as if he had turned to stone and dared not move. It was only when the servant standing beside him gently poked him that he came to his senses and forced himself to nod to Wei Shuwan.

Wei Shuwan raised her gaze, glancing past him and following the meddlesome hand directly to the servant, a slight look of surprise on her face...

She truly hadn't expected that these two would be so shameless, even staying inseparable while trying to break off the engagement.

Yes, the handsome young servant wearing a turban next to Song Zichen is none other than Su Xueyi, disguised as a man!