The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Chapter 221 Jiang Yun Reaps What He Sows

Jiang Qianyun stared at everyone with a smug smile, certain that Song Shuyue wouldn't be showing up today.

The men she sent out had already succeeded.

They still dare to put on airs here; it's laughable.

Jiang Fusheng didn't think much of it. He was willing to accept defeat, and he was pleased that his sister had such a sense of responsibility.

"Apologizing isn't right. You should be kneeling down in front of me, kowtowing as you go, and apologizing to me."

A voice rang out, and Jiang Qianyun's pupils dilated abruptly. She turned around abruptly and saw Song Shuyue slowly walking in. She was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

His trembling finger pointed at her, "Impossible! Impossible! How could you be here?"

Song Shuyue smiled and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's a month-long period. If I don't come here, am I supposed to go to your Jiang family's place?"

Just as Jiang Qianyun was about to speak her mind, Jiang Yu quickly pulled her up.

He warned in a low voice, "Don't say anything out of line."

He had sensed something was wrong earlier; the Huo family seemed too calm. Sure enough, Song Shuyue was unharmed.

This confirmed his conjecture.

The best outcome now is to accept the consequences of the gamble in order to salvage the Jiang family's situation.

Song Shuyue turned her gaze to Jiang Qianyun. "Mr. Huo has stood up. I have won. Jiang Qianyun, you can kneel down now. Also, you won't go back on what I asked for, right? So many people witnessed it and heard it with their own ears, didn't they?"

If Jiang Qianyun hadn't known beforehand that Song Shuyue had been arrested, how could she have willingly given the things to that bitch?

Now she's in a bind, caught in the middle of a public spectacle.

There was no other way for her to go.

Seeing Huo Xiaoyu smiling happily, Jiang Qianyun gritted her teeth, knowing she had been tricked.

It turns out it was all part of their plan.

The key is to strike when she's at her most triumphant.

Okay, very good.

Song Shuyue!

Why can't you die?

Jiang Yu stepped forward and explained, "Regarding the equity issue of the Beijing Heritage College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, we still need to discuss it further with you parents. After all, you are all children, and it's normal for children to have little arguments."

Jiang Yu tried to brush it off by saying, "You're all just kids, it's just a little squabble."

Song Shuyue wasn't going to let him get away with it and retorted directly, "You're wrong. Everyone here has already been weaned. Where did this little kid come from? Are you the one who hasn't been weaned yet and is trying to play these flip-flopping tricks?"

Song Shuyue's words instantly turned Jiang Yu's face ashen, making him look extremely ugly.

This young upstart is so arrogant and ignorant, daring to speak to him like that.

act recklessly.

Song Shuyue's eyes swept over them with a mocking look.

"What, does your Jiang family really intend to go back on their word?"

Song Shuyue knew that if she had rashly appeared from the beginning, it would have been difficult to obtain the bet, since Jiang Qianyun was just a junior in the Jiang family, with a low status and little influence.

So if you want to get what you want, you have to make her make that solemn promise again.

If these reporters and bigwigs really want to go back on their word and disregard what they said, then they should wait and see the impact of public opinion on the Jiang family.

Jiang Yu was absolutely unwilling to accept this outcome.

He had built the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine College from scratch, and now that he was handing it over to someone else, how could he possibly be without any resentment?

It's all Jiang Qianyun's fault, that good-for-nothing who's more likely to ruin things than accomplish anything.

Jiang Fusheng smiled and bowed politely to Song Shuyue.

“Miss Song, you have misunderstood. My sister just said that a bet is a bet, and the Jiang family will give you whatever you need. Your medical skills are superb, and I admire you very much. I hope to have the opportunity to learn from you in the future.”

Jiang Fusheng behaved politely, and his words were very pleasing.

Song Yanzhou gave them a cold look and said bluntly, "A month ago, Jiang Qianyun made a promise. Even if she has forgotten it today, I will make her remember it."

Jiang Yu and Jiang Qianyun were heartbroken; the outcome was already decided.

Jiang Qianyun, who was just moments ago beaming with pride and smugness, now looked like a storm raging, her expression twisted and terrifying.

After signing the agreement, Song Shuyue looked at the document with her name on it and felt quite pleased.

Now it's time to start lecturing them.

A resounding slap!

Jiang Qianyun was slapped hard by Song Shuyue and sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Everyone gasped in surprise, staring in horror and shock at the sudden scene unfolding before them.

Jiang Yu's face darkened as he snapped, "Song Shuyue! What are you doing? Why are you hitting me? Didn't I already give you what you wanted?"

Song Shuyue pushed him away and walked up to Jiang Qianyun.

"Are you surprised to see me here today? Jiang Qianyun, you really are vicious. Do you really think what you've done is foolproof? You've been pulling these dirty tricks in front of me time and time again. You know that comes at a price."

After going through a lot, Jiang Fusheng had given up hope for his younger sister.

Today, seeing that she was willing to accept the outcome of the bet and readily accepted the facts, we can see that she was willing to admit defeat.

I felt a surge of pride for her, secretly thinking that she had finally grown up.

Judging from Song Shuyue's tone now, it's clear that she's the one causing trouble behind the scenes again.

"Miss Song, what exactly happened?"

Jiang Fusheng stepped forward and asked.

Jiang Fusheng's face turned ashen, and he shouted, "What else could it be? The Song family is bullying us, and they're acting innocent after getting the benefits. This matter is not over for the Jiang family."

Just for assaulting someone in public, they'll be in deep trouble.

They still want what belongs to the Jiang family? Dream on.

Song Yanzhou: "You're not done with us yet, and we're not done with the Jiang family either. Jiang Qianyun bribed someone to attack me and tried to kidnap my sister to sell her. I will never let her go."

"what!"

Jiang Fusheng looked at his sister on the ground in shock, who was silently covering her face.

He, who was usually not prone to losing his temper, shouted angrily, "Jiang Qianyun! Tell me! Did you do it? Do you have no conscience? Are you crazy?"

Hiring someone to kill her is enough to ruin her.

Jiang Qianyun wanted to deny it, but Song Yanbai arrived with the police.

Jiang Qianyun's father also came along.

The mother had already fainted from crying at the door.

“You unfilial daughter! I truly regret giving birth to such a vicious woman like you. Mr. Song, this matter is the fault of the Jiang family. We are willing to accept punishment and hand everything over to the police.”

Jiang Qianyun thought her father had come to rescue her, but the little hope she had just established was completely extinguished by his words.

It wasn't until her hands were handcuffed with cold, hard handcuffs that she realized she was afraid and panicked.

"No, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, Dad, it wasn't me, please save me, I don't want to go to jail, I don't want to go to jail."

"Uncle, uncle, please save me! Please save me! I'm your niece! Big brother, big brother, big brother, save me!"

Jiang Qianyun was pulled out, seemingly feeling that she couldn't change the outcome.

She started cursing, "Song Shuyue, Song Shuyue, you bitch, you bitch, you'll die a horrible death, you'll die a horrible death, I won't let you go, I hate you, you bitch."

At the doorway, Jiang's mother, watching her daughter being pulled out, wept uncontrollably.

"Daughter, my precious daughter, don't take my daughter away."

The moment Jiang Qianyun saw her mother, she completely broke down and burst into tears.

"Mom, Mom, it's me, help me, Mom."

"Mom, I don't want to go to jail, I don't want to go to jail, I didn't do it, I didn't do it, you have to save me, save me out."

Jiang Yu clenched his fists as he watched his beloved niece being taken away.

Those were people he had painstakingly trained.

They're all destroyed now.

"Brother, you're confused. How could you... She's your own daughter. How could you let her be arrested by the police like this?"

Jiang's father had a dark, sullen face; he was utterly disappointed in his younger brother.

He was fully aware of Jiang Qianyun's actions, yet instead of guiding her back to the right path, he aided and abetted her wrongdoing. He truly lacked even the responsibility of an elder.

"Shut up! Jiang Yu, I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, you really... you're really outrageous, look at the things you've done."

After repeatedly apologizing, Jiang's father had no face to stay any longer and left with Jiang Yu and Jiang Fusheng.

Huo Xiaoyu clapped her hands, feeling relieved. Jiang Qianyun, that ruthless woman, had finally paid the price.

"Serves her right! Jiang Qianyun brought this on herself. Song Shuyue, you absolutely cannot let someone like her get away with this."

Sitting in the car, Jiang Fusheng regretted it. If he hadn't sent Jiang Qianyun abroad in time after Song Shuyue's reminder, none of this would have happened.

As if he had just thought of something, Jiang Fusheng said to the driver, "Quick! Go to my third uncle's house!"

Jiang's father looked puzzled and was about to ask when he saw fine beads of sweat on his son's forehead, and he had a bad feeling.

Jiang Fusheng grabbed his father's hand, "Dad, in a moment, put aside your pride and beg Uncle San not to sue Qianyun."

Jiang's father was completely bewildered. "What do you mean? Why are they suing Qianyun?"

Did that brat do something he doesn't know about?

Jiang Fusheng clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth as he exhaled, "My cousin's car accident was orchestrated by her."

"What!" Jiang's father was furious upon hearing this. He no longer cared about pleading for mercy. How could she do such a thing!

Treason!

Jiang's father shoved his son's hand away, his anger raging and trembling. "I will never! Jiang Fusheng, you will leave the country tomorrow. I thought you were always the best child in the family, but I never expected you to be an accomplice to evil. Do you know that it was because of your selfishness that your sister went down this path? If you had confessed everything in time and stopped her from doing this, would she have ended up in this situation today?"

Jiang Fusheng was speechless, "I..."

He regretted it! He regretted not listening to Song Shuyue that day.

She had clearly given him the best option that day. If he had known the truth and revealed everything, she would have only been punished by her family, not like what happened now...

late!

It's too late!

He also bears some responsibility.

The two arrived at their third uncle's house, but the door was tightly closed, and the butler only gave them a cold, curt reply.

"Reconciliation is absolutely impossible."

Upon returning, Song Yanzhou was already very curious about why Yueyue had gone to the Jiang family first on her way there that morning, what she had said to them, and why the Jiang family members had bowed to her in gratitude when she came out.

"Yueyue, what business did you go to the Jiang family for?"

Song Shuyue: "You'll know tomorrow."

**

2:30 a.m.

Nestled within an elegant Chinese-style villa, backed by tranquil, rolling mountains, the villa opens up before a breathtaking panorama of the boundless sea. The view of the shimmering ocean is absolutely stunning and soothing.

The waves gently yet firmly lapped against the soft sand, producing a series of pleasant sounds.

Standing by the window was a tall and slender man, wearing a finely textured bathrobe that swayed gently in the breeze.

His deep eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness of the night.

Tranquil, yet tinged with a touch of melancholy.