After leaving the banquet, Song Qingyou went straight to where Uncle Chang had parked his car.
However, instead of Uncle Chang, I saw Fu Wenzhou.
The man leaned against the car, his haute couture suit highlighting all the best features of his physique.
Under the light, he bit his lip, one hand in his pocket, head slightly bowed, lost in thought.
The bluish-white smoke rose in wisps, making his expression even more unpredictable.
Many women around him were sizing him up. A man like Fu Wenzhou, just by his appearance, was enough to make countless women flock to him.
A person like him shouldn't waste his time on someone like himself.
Song Qingyou lowered her eyelids slightly and sighed almost imperceptibly.
Seeing a young lady swaying her slender waist as she approached to chat, she instinctively stood in an inconspicuous corner and quietly watched from the other side.
Fu Wenzhou wore a cold smile, looking somewhat like a refined scoundrel, yet also extremely distant and indifferent.
He didn't know what the girl in front of him said, but he moved from left to right with the cigarette butt in his mouth, leaned slightly forward and said something. The girl immediately became angry and embarrassed and ran away.
Song Qingyou: "..."
A person who is both childish and wicked.
"Who told you to come here today?"
Just then, Song Yuan's voice came from behind, filled with dissatisfaction and disgust: "It's Old Madam Ruan's birthday, and you, a sickly man, come here to bring bad luck?"
The tone was familiar, as harsh and ruthless as ever.
Song Qingyou turned to look and saw Song Yuan walking out from the bright lights, dressed impeccably. Wherever he went, he could be called a 'celebrity'.
But in Song Qingyou's eyes, she only saw despicable and ugly things.
She had genuinely hoped to receive fatherly love from him back then, but repeated disappointments ultimately shattered her beautiful expectations.
She had long since given up on feeling any affection from him, yet he repeatedly made her realize how ridiculous she had been to have such high hopes.
She said calmly, "Since when did you start interfering in the Ruan family's territory?"
Song Yuan angrily retorted, "What kind of attitude is this?!"
Song Qingyou smiled gently: "Dad, today is a special day for the Ruan family. Are you sure you want to lecture me here?"
Song Yuan choked.
He then lowered his voice and said with disgust, "You still know that today is someone else's happy day, so why did you come here to embarrass yourself? Did you see Fu Tingshen just now? You, the dignified daughter of the Song family, were actually pushed off the stage by a lowly slut who can't even stand on the stage. You're useless!"
“I didn’t believe Fu Tingshen when he told me that you and his nephew Fu Wenzhou were having an affair, but just now I saw you and Fu Wenzhou exchanging glances in front of Madam Ruan.”
"You shameless bastard, aren't you ashamed of yourself?!"
Song Qingyou coughed twice, her face pale, but her eyes were tinged with a hint of anger.
Just as she was about to speak, her shoulder suddenly felt heavy.
A faint scent of tobacco instantly enveloped her, and at the same time, Fu Wenzhou's cold voice came from above: "Oh? I wonder what I did to embarrass President Song?"
Song Qingyou didn't expect him to come over. She subconsciously pushed him and frowned, "What are you doing here? Go away."
Song Yuan's words were always harsh, so she just listened and let it go, it didn't bother her at all. She would naturally make him pay for it in the future.
But she didn't want Fu Wenzhou to hear anything unpleasant.
Fu Wenzhou was pushed by her, but he didn't move. He took off his cigarette, flicked off the ash, and then slowly took a drag, a sinister smile curving his lips.
"Everyone outside says I'm your pet dog. Since that's the case, and you're being bullied, I'll do what a loyal dog should do. I'm sure... Mr. Song can understand, right?"
He looked at Song Yuan, his dark eyes flashing with a cold light. The latter's expression changed slightly. Seeing Song Qingyou practically nestled in Fu Wenzhou's arms, he gritted his teeth and stared intently at Song Qingyou: "Song Qingyou, have you no shame? You've disgraced the Song family by fooling around with your husband's nephew!"
Song Qingyou's breath hitched, and the next second, Fu Wenzhou kicked Song Yuan away!
With a loud bang, everyone around looked over.
Not only were the people around them stunned, but Song Qingyou was also dumbfounded.
Li Ruo screamed and rushed over to help Song Yuan up, crying her eyes out: "Husband, how are you? Husband, how could you... how could you hit someone!"
"Sorry, my foot slipped." Fu Wenzhou apologized insincerely, casually stubbed out his cigarette on a nearby vase, then abruptly changed the subject: "However,"
"I have a bad temper and can't stand hearing anyone say anything bad about her. I hope you'll be more careful next time."
Song Yuan clutched his abdomen in pain, unable to even stand up. Upon hearing this, he fainted from anger!
Amidst the commotion, Song Qingyou was led into the car by Fu Wenzhou.
Once the car door is closed, all sounds are shut out.
Song Qingyou looked at Fu Wenzhou expressionlessly. The latter leaned over and considerately helped her fasten her seatbelt. His face was even more unpleasant than Song Yuan's, who had just been kicked.
Even though he was the one who hit someone, he seemed even more upset.
It wasn't until the car had driven quite a distance that Song Qingyou came to her senses from the sudden turn of events.
Recalling Song Yuan's disheveled state just now, a hint of a smile flashed in her eyes.
Although she didn't approve of Fu Wenzhou's public outburst, she felt a sense of satisfaction that Song Yuan was unlucky and embarrassed.
His face remained impassive as he looked at the handsome man beside him with a gloomy expression: "Where is Uncle Chang?"
"I'm leaving," Fu Wenzhou said coldly.
I don't know what he's angry about.
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