Liu Su sighed again, then apologized to everyone present. "I'm sorry, everyone. I'm really sorry for what happened today. It was our little Yuan who was too noisy and scared everyone. As the hostess of this family, I apologize to everyone first!"
Song Huihai's face suddenly darkened.
When the guests present heard this, they all criticized Liu Zhiyuan in a low voice with their eyes.
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't see clearly because of the complicated looks from everyone, and she couldn't help but clench her fingers tightly.
Liu Su turned and told the housekeeper, "Hurry up and arrange to send all the injured VIPs to the hospital for treatment. Our Song family will cover all medical expenses."
Looking at Song Huihai, her voice was very soft, a little helpless, and a little lingering fear.
"Hubby, I never thought it would turn out like this! But don't blame Xiaoyuan. She's still young, and it's inevitable that she'll lose her composure."
Song Huihai took the card from Song Ling's hand, took a glance at it, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Liu Zhiyuan felt very aggrieved. She looked up at Song Huihai stubbornly and calmly.
"That's not me. I didn't write that card."
After hearing this, Liu Su asked, "Are you sure? Is this really not written by you?"
Liu Zhiyuan shook her head.
"No!"
Pei Xiaoxiao didn't want to miss such a great opportunity.
She hurried forward.
"Ma'am, can I see this card? Xiaoyuan and I are good friends, and I'm familiar with her handwriting."
Liu Su took the business card from Song Huihai.
"Look."
Pei Xiaoxiao could only confirm at a glance that it was Liu Zhiyuan's handwriting.
She sighed and whispered,
"Xiao Yuan, don't blame me for being heartless! This is indeed your handwriting. What you did today was really unreasonable! I know you have a noisy personality, but you can't do this on this occasion. Look at what a great birthday party you ruined."
Duan Zichen heard it.
His brows furrowed, and a cold light flashed in the bottom of his eyes.
Pei Xiaoxiao deliberately ignored Zichen's gaze and continued,
"Xiao Yuan, don't try to quibble. This is your handwriting, and it's undeniable. When you compare it with your previous handwriting, you can tell at a glance. You should apologize to Uncle Song as soon as possible."
Liu Zhiyuan is very stubborn.
"I didn't write this, it has nothing to do with me!"
Pei Xiaoxiao sighed again, "Why are you so stubborn? Apologize now and stop being so stubborn. Look how scared you made us all."
Liu Zhiyuan glared at her.
"Shut up! I said it wasn't me, it wasn't me. Although the handwriting on this card is the same as mine, I really didn't write it.
Also, this is my first time at the old house. The cake is made in the on-site kitchen, how do I get the box to fit inside the cake?
The box was clearly stuck between the layers of the cake. If I hadn't discussed this with the pastry chef in advance, how could I have put such a large box in there? You can call the pastry chef out to confront him."
Liu Su frowned. "Xiao Yuan, are you really going to be so stubborn? I can ask the pastry chef to come out and confront you. Are you sure you want me to make a call?"
When Liu Zhiyuan heard her say this, she had a bad feeling.
Maybe the pastry chef was also bribed.
Song Huihai looked at Liu Zhiyuan with his deep eyes, which were much heavier than before.
Liu Zhiyuan stubbornly straightened her back and met his gaze. She couldn't be nervous or feel guilty.
Song Ling, who had never spoken before, suddenly took the helpless Liu Zhiyuan into his arms, then met Song Huihai's gaze with a firm and indifferent look.
"Not her, she's not that boring!"
Song Ling rubbed her hair with his big hands, showing a little tenderness.
"I trust you!"
Liu Zhiyuan felt an uncontrollable throbbing in her heart.
Looking into his eyes, she wanted to cry.
In front of so many people, he firmly said that he believed her!
Song Huihai didn't say anything, as if he was thinking.
Liu Su also frowned.
At this time, the butler Ma Cheng on the side suddenly dodged away, feeling guilty.
"Sir, I'm sorry! I'm also responsible for this!"
Song Huihai stared at him, "Did you put it there?"
Ma Cheng quickly shook his head.
"No, I didn't put it there! But this has something to do with me. The eldest young lady gave it to me personally. I thought she really wanted to surprise you, so I gave the box to the pastry chef. I didn't dare tell you, so I also have a responsibility."
There was suddenly a dangerous aura in Song Ling's eyes.
Ma Cheng sighed.
"This box was really given to me by my eldest young lady. She drove over and gave it to me. I even remember what color clothes she was wearing.
I was quite touched at the time and thought she was so thoughtful. I had no idea it would turn out this way. This card is also in the handwriting of the eldest young lady. Oh, and there should have been surveillance footage of her delivering the box to me; that would also be evidence…”
Upon hearing this, Liu Su was the first to blame,
"So this matter really has something to do with you? Even if Xiao Yuan gave you this box, you should have checked it. How could you make such a low-level mistake? Look at what happened today!"
Ma Cheng lowered his head, his voice like a child, his head drooped,
"Ma'am, I'm sorry. I didn't think too much about it at the time. I thought it was just the kindness of the eldest young lady. Besides, she repeatedly told me not to open the box, otherwise it wouldn't have the effect of a surprise. I'm really sorry."
Listening to their conversation, it seems that it was really Liu Zhiyuan who did it.
Some of the guests around looked at Liu Zhiyuan with complicated expressions, including resentment, helplessness, and forbearance.
As early as when Pei Xiaoxiao saw the card, she was sure that it was Liu Zhiyuan who did it. At this moment, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and there was a gloating look in her eyes.
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