The bodyguard, who had been knocked to the ground without uttering a sound, stood up after a while and reached out to protect the woman: "Sir, this has nothing to do with Madam. I seduced her. Please don't blame her."
Song Qingyou was speechless. At this moment, he was still protecting Madam Zhang. She didn't realize he was such a devoted lover.
Zhang Song laughed angrily: "What, are you still putting on a show of deep affection for your spouse in front of me at a time like this?"
Madam Zhang was only concerned with protecting herself. She pushed away the bodyguard's arm, crawled to Zhang Song's feet, and hugged his leg while crying: "Master, please forgive me this time. I will not go anywhere else. I will stay at home and serve you."
She turned and glared fiercely at the bodyguard: "He seduced me! I... I just made a mistake that all women make, I was forced, sir, please believe me!"
The bodyguard frowned, trying to suppress his anger. He looked at Madam Zhang, who, though over forty, still possessed a captivating charm, yet spoke incredibly vicious words. But he could only endure it: "Master, you may punish me however you wish."
The commotion downstairs was so great that Ruan Yutang, who rushed over, never expected that someone would be having an affair in his own backyard, and the main characters of this affair were Zhang Song's bodyguard and his wife.
Ruan Yutang didn't let the servants get close. This kind of scene was Zhang Song's family matter, and he shouldn't say much. But today was Ruan's family's home day, and there were a bunch of reporters outside. If things continued to escalate, his charity gala might be ruined.
Just as he was about to go over and offer some kind words of advice, Zhang Song's confidant brought over another anonymous letter. Zhang Song opened it with a cold face, and after reading the contents, his body trembled, and his legs went numb, almost causing him to lose his footing.
His hands trembled as he held the letter, and his gaze toward Madam Zhang was filled with hatred, as if he wanted to tear her apart. Madam Zhang was startled, swallowed hard, and released her grip on Zhang Song's legs.
Zhang Song suddenly burst into laughter, bent down and grabbed Madam Zhang by the neck, his eyes filled with terror.
Fearing something might happen, Ruan Yutang frowned and stepped forward to pull Zhang Song back, saying, "Don't let anyone die."
Zhang Song suddenly released his grip, and Madam Zhang knelt on the ground, panting heavily, sobbing and unable to speak.
Zhang Song still retained some rationality. This was the Ruan family's residence, not his Zhang family's. If he continued to cause trouble, he would only embarrass himself.
He crumpled the letter into a ball and ordered, "Take them back to the Zhang family. Also, drag Zhang Yinan back from the hospital!"
The subordinate was shocked: "Young Master's injury..."
"Drag it back!"
The bodyguard panicked suddenly. He knew that Zhang Song must know the truth, and he staggered.
Madam Zhang was even more frightened. She wanted to beg for mercy, but she was dragged away by the Zhang family. With the two main characters gone, the courtyard returned to silence.
Suppressing his rage, Zhang Song turned to Ruan Yutang and said, "Sorry, I have something to take care of at home, I have to go back now."
Ruan Yutang had Zhang Song escorted to the back door, and only then did the farce come to an end.
In the long corridor of the villa, several people were hidden in the darkness.
Gu Bai stared in disbelief and said, "This is too shocking! Zhang Song's hat is really green!"
Xu Zezhan asked, "This bodyguard looks so familiar. Isn't he the one who was with Zhang Song at the hospital the other day?"
Fu Wenzhou's long, narrow eyes held a faint smile, indicating that he was in a good mood.
I specifically asked him to come over a couple of days ago, and it turns out it was because of this.
Seeing his radiant smile, Gu Bai couldn't help but say, "Even though Zhang Song got his comeuppance, you don't need to be this happy, do you?"
Fu Wenzhou turned to look at him, gave a cold laugh, and walked away with the lychees.
Gu Bai looked at Xu Zezhan and said angrily, "What kind of look is that? Does he look down on me?"
Xu Zezhan slapped away Gu Bai's hand that was on his shoulder: "I don't think today's incident was an accident. Zhang Song was probably set up and deliberately made to embarrass himself in front of everyone. There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. At most, the rumors will be out by tomorrow."
Jiang Zhiyuan looked up at the second floor on the east side, where a gentle breeze blew and the place was empty: "There are many people in the capital who have grudges against Zhang Song, but very few dare to challenge him. If it's not Fu Wenzhou, then who could it be?"
Gu Bai looked bewildered: "What are you talking about?"
In the backyard, Song Qingyou walked towards the banquet hall with her head down, replying to the message Yan Shaoqin had sent her three hours earlier: "The approval for the Hesheng Building has been granted."
Yan Shaoqin replied immediately: It took you three hours to reply. Is the charity gala so much fun?
Song Qingyou glanced at her phone and put it away. The WeChat notifications rang a few more times, but she showed no intention of replying.
Many dignitaries attended the charity gala, so Zhang Song's departure had little impact.
After all that fuss, the people in the hall were still enjoying their dinner.
Song Qingyou sat back in her original seat. She was not well-liked in the Song family and had recently divorced her only supporter, Fu Tingshen. Apart from Yan Miao, no one at the table took the initiative to talk to her, so Song Qingyou was happy to be at ease.
But there's always that one clueless person.
Song Qingyou lowered her eyes and looked at the plate of peeled lychees piled up like a mountain that had suddenly appeared in front of her. Her eyelids twitched.
Fu Wenzhou was used to being unconventional and never cared about other people's opinions. Besides, he was in a good mood today, so he peeled more than usual.
He didn't say much, just put down the plate and left.
Facing the strange looks from the table, Song Qingyou forced a smile and said, "He's quite filial."
"Pfft," Yan Miao chuckled, tilting her head closer to Song Qingyou and whispering, "Can you please stop making such ridiculous excuses in the future?"
Song Qingyou nodded: "Okay."
Some people mocked, "She's not close to her husband, but she acts like a couple with his nephew. I didn't expect Ms. Song to be so carefree even when she's so sick."
Once this was started, someone immediately chimed in: "Absolutely! They even removed the lychee seeds. How thoughtful! Why don't I have such a thoughtful nephew? Miss Song, why don't you teach us how to seduce our nephews?"
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Yan Miao said angrily, "Qingyou is divorced, she has nothing to do with the Fu family anymore, okay? Li Qingqing, don't think I don't know you like Fu Wenzhou. You can't get him, so you're targeting our Qingyou, right? If you're so capable, why don't you ask Fu Wenzhou to peel a plate of lychees for you? It's hilarious! You're just sour grapes."
Li Qingqing said sarcastically, "I didn't get involved with my husband's nephew."
"You didn't get involved with your husband's nephew, you just got involved with your best friend's husband." Song Qingyou's cool voice rang out softly, her calm words creating ripples on the lake's surface.
Li Qingqing's eyes darted around, and she panicked slightly. She lowered her voice and said, "Song Qingyou, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Yang Jiao, who had just spoken up for me, sneered: "Stop throwing mud at me. Li Qingqing is with me all the time. Whose husband could she possibly be sleeping with?"
Song Qingyou picked up a lychee with her slender fingers and put it in her mouth. One bite and the juice overflowed. It was very sweet: "Yours."
Yang Jiao: "..."
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