The bodyguard was beaten to the ground without saying a word. After a while, he stood up and stretched out his hands to protect the woman: "Master, it's none of my business. I seduced my wife. Don't blame her."

Song Qingyou was dumbfounded. At this time, he was still protecting Mrs. Zhang. It was hard to tell that he was an infatuated person.

Zhang Song laughed angrily: "Why, are you still performing a show of deep love between husband and wife in front of me at this time?"

Mrs. Zhang only wanted to protect herself. She pushed away the bodyguard's arm, crawled to Zhang Song's feet, cried and hugged his leg: "Master, please forgive me this time. I will not go anywhere in the future. I will only stay at home."

At your service."

She turned around and glared at the bodyguard fiercely: "He was the one who seduced me! I was... I just made a mistake that every woman would make. I was forced to do it. Master, please believe me!"

The bodyguard frowned forbearingly, and he looked at Mrs. Zhang. She was still charming even though she was over forty years old, but the words she said were extremely vicious, but he could only endure: "You can punish me however you want."

There was a commotion downstairs, and Ruan Yutang, who came over, never expected that someone would be having an affair in his own courtyard. The protagonists 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. He didn't want to say much at first, but today was the Ruan family's home court, and there were a bunch of reporters outside. If the commotion continued, his charity dinner would probably be ruined.

.

Just as he was about to go over and try to persuade him, Zhang Song's confidant brought another anonymous letter. Zhang Song opened it with a cold face. After reading the contents of the letter, his body suddenly trembled, and his feet went numb and he almost couldn't stand.

His hands holding the letter were trembling, and he stared at Mrs. Zhang with eyes that wanted to tear her into pieces. Mrs. Zhang was startled, swallowed and let go of the hand holding Zhang Song's legs.

Zhang Song suddenly burst out laughing, bent down and pinched Mrs. Zhang's neck, with a horrifying look in his eyes.

Ruan Yutang was afraid that something might happen, so he frowned and stepped forward to hold Zhang Song: "Don't cause trouble."

Zhang Song suddenly let go of his hand, and Mrs. Zhang knelt on the ground, gasping for air, sobbing and speechless.

Zhang Song still has some sense after all. This is the Ruan family, not his Zhang family. If the trouble continues, it will only be him who will be embarrassed.

He clenched the letter into a ball and ordered: "Take them back to Zhang's house, and drag Zhang Yinan back to me from the hospital!"

The men were shocked: "Young Master's injury..."

"Drag it back!"

The bodyguard suddenly panicked. He knew in his heart that Zhang Song must have known the truth, and his body suddenly staggered.

What was even more frightening was Mrs. Zhang. She wanted to beg for mercy, but was dragged away by the Zhang family. The two protagonists disappeared, and silence returned to the courtyard.

Zhang Song suppressed his anger and turned around and said to Ruan Yutang: "Sorry, I have something to deal with at home. I'll go back first."

Ruan Yutang asked someone to send Zhang Song outside the back door, and this farce was finally over.

In the corridor of the courtyard, several people were hidden in the darkness.

Gu Bai was stunned and said: "This is too exciting, Zhang Song's hat is so green."

Xu Zezhan asked: "Why does this bodyguard look so familiar to me? Is he the one who followed Zhang Song in the hospital that day?"

Fu Jinhan's narrow eyes had a faint smile, and he seemed to be in a happy mood.

I specifically asked him to come here two days ago, and it turned out to be because of this.

Gu Bai on the side saw his bright smile and couldn't help but said: "Although Zhang Song has received retribution, you don't have to be so happy, right?"

Fu Jinhan turned to look at him, sneered, and walked away with the lychees.

Gu Bai looked at Xu Zezhan and said angrily: "What's that look in his eyes? Does he dislike me?"

Xu Zezhan slapped Gu Bai's hand on his shoulder and said, "I don't think what happened today is an accident. It's probably Zhang Song who was set up by someone to deliberately make him embarrassed in front of everyone. There is no airtight wall in the world. At most, the rumors will come out tomorrow.

Already."

Jiang Zhiyuan raised his eyes and looked at the east second floor, where the breeze was blowing and it was empty: "There are many people in Jingcheng who have enmity with Zhang Song, but there are very few who dare to challenge him. If it's not Fu Wenzhou, who could it be."

Gu Bai looked confused: "What are you talking about?"

In the backyard, Song Qingyou lowered her head and walked in the direction of the banquet hall. After Yan Shaoqin sent her the sentence "Hesheng Building has been approved" three hours ago, she replied: OK.

Yan Shaoqin came back immediately: I didn't come back until three hours later. Is the charity dinner so fun?

Song Qingyou glanced at it and put away her phone. The WeChat dings rang a few more times, but she had no intention of replying.

There were many dignitaries at this charity dinner, so leaving Zhang Song would not have any impact.

After all the fuss, people in the hall were still enjoying the dinner.

Song Qingyou sat back to her original seat. She was not popular in the Song family and had recently divorced her only big tree, Fu Tingshen. No one at the table except Yan Miao took the initiative to talk to her, but Song Qingyou felt at ease.

But there is always that ignorant person.

Song Qingyou lowered her eyes and looked at the mountain of peeled lychees that suddenly appeared in front of her, her eyelids twitching.

Fu Wenzhou was used to being a deviant and never cared about other people's opinions. Moreover, he was happy today and peeled off more than usual.

He didn't say much, put down the plate and left.

Facing the strange looks at the table, Song Qingyou tugged her lips: "He is more filial."

"Pfft" Yan Miao laughed out loud, tilted his head and leaned towards Song Qingyou and whispered: "Can you stop making such outrageous excuses in the future?"

Song Qingyou nodded: "Okay."

Someone ridiculed: "I am not close to my husband, but I am like a couple with my husband's nephew. I didn't expect Miss Song to be so playful even though she is so ill."

As soon as I started this, someone immediately echoed: "Well, all the lychee seeds are gone. You are very careful. Why don't I have such a careful nephew? How about Miss Song teach us how to seduce my nephew?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yan Miao said angrily: "Qingyou is divorced, she has nothing to do with the Fu family, okay? Li Qingqing, don't think that I don't know that you like Fu Wenzhou, and you're targeting us if you can't find someone.

Green pomelo, right? If you have the skills, ask Fu Wenzhou to peel a plate of lychees for you. You’ll laugh so hard! You really can’t eat grapes and say they are sour."

Li Qingqing said in a mean tone: "I didn't get along with my husband's nephew."

"You didn't get together with your husband's nephew, you just got together with your best friend's husband." Song Qingyou's cold voice sounded faintly, and her plain words caused ripples on the lake.

Li Qingqing's eyes averted, a little panicked, and she lowered her voice and said: "Song Qingyou, what are you talking about!"

Yang Jiao, who had been supportive just now, snorted: "Stop throwing dirt here, Li Qingqing has been with me all day long, whose husband can she sleep with?"

Song Qingyou picked up a lychee with her slender fingers and put it into her mouth. When she took a bite, the juice overflowed. It was very sweet: "Yours."
Chapter completed!