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

Chapter 243 How embarrassing!

Xie Junchen turned his face away shyly, but then, thinking that the boy should take the initiative in such matters, he turned his gaze back.

Then he heard Song Shuyue say to him, "Put your pants on first, then sit up."

Xie Junchen was completely bewildered and asked curiously, "Will this even work?"

Song Shuyue nodded and turned around. "It won't affect anything. You can get dressed first."

Xie Junchen obediently put his pants back on, swallowed hard, and said, "I'm ready."

"It might be a little painful, just bear with it."

Xie Junchen's heart was pounding, his face was flushed, and he clenched his teeth.

"Ah."

Shouldn't she be the one in pain? That's backwards.

But it's not easy to refute her now.

Seeing his burning gaze, like a raging fire that seemed to engulf her as well, and the unfathomable desire hidden beneath that intense gaze, Song Shuyue blushed from her neck to the tips of her ears.

There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, which looked very tempting.

It has to be said that this face is quite challenging to look at, testing one's patience. An ordinary girl would probably pounce on such a handsome man, but she found him too much of an eyesore.

"You can close your eyes."

Xie Junchen could hardly contain his excitement. His Adam's apple bobbed, he clenched his fists, hummed in response, closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled.

Song Shuyue took a thin needle and inserted it into his body, shoulders, back of the neck and other parts.

"Ah!" The sweet and soft kiss that Xie Junchen had expected did not land on his lips; instead, he felt a sharp pain.

He cried out in pain, turned his body to the side, and stared wide-eyed as he saw Song Shuyue still inserting silver needles.

"You! You! What are you doing?"

Song Shuyue frowned and straightened his body with some displeasure.

"Don't move. Didn't I tell you it would hurt a little? You're a grown man, just bear with it. After these injections, take this pill, and you'll be fine."

Xie Junchen: "..." So she was thinking about giving herself acupuncture to detoxify the whole time?

Is this the kind of help she's referring to?

It wasn't what he thought...

Once he came to his senses, Xie Junchen was filled with a myriad of thoughts, especially his expectant expression and inner thoughts from just now, which now became reasons for his embarrassment and awkwardness, making him want to dig his toes into the ground.

Ah!

Oh, I see! What was he thinking about just now?

She said it would be better to administer acupuncture after he took off his clothes, so he stripped naked and lay in bed, waiting for her...

Xie Junchen had lived for twenty-seven years and this was the first time he had felt so ashamed. If it weren't for her presence, he would have wanted to slap himself a few times.

The more he thought about it, the redder his face became, like a boiled shrimp.

Song Shuyue frowned even more deeply. Something was wrong. After these few acupuncture treatments, the fever shouldn't have continued.

But why is his face getting redder and redder?

“These are pills I made myself, called Qingxin Pills. You only need to take one, but given your condition, I think you should take two.”

Xie Junchen didn't dare to lift his head to meet her gaze. Luckily, he had put on his pants and covered his lower body with the cup; otherwise, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would be finished.

Without hesitation, Xie Junchen grabbed the two pills from her hand, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them.

"Since you're alright, I'll be going now."

After saying that, Song Shuyue opened the door and went out.

After Song Shuyue left, Xie Junchen loosened his clenched fists and slapped himself several times, then viciously pounded the pillow.

"How embarrassing! How incredibly embarrassing!"

Xie Junchen wished he could disappear on the spot and pretend he had never appeared in front of her.

Song Shuyue returned to get her phone, and coincidentally stumbled upon this scene.

Song Shuyue paused, taking a deep breath.

He promised, "Don't worry, I'll keep quiet."

The door closed, and Xie Junchen lay on the bed, utterly despondent, his eyes vacant, completely unconscious.

Let him die.

One hundred.

Clean and tidy.

Pretend it never happened.

Huo Linyu kept looking for Xie Junchen, fearing that something might have happened to him. He would feel guilty for the rest of his life if something happened to him in his home.

I asked around among many people, but I couldn't find him anywhere.

Huo Linyu happened to run into Song Shuyue and asked her a question.

Song Shuyue pointed to the room over there, "I think I saw him go in just now, but I didn't see clearly. I don't know if it was Mr. Xie."

"Okay, okay, I'll go take a look."

Huo Linyu rushed into the house in a panic, praying that nothing bad would happen.

If it gets destroyed, how will he explain it to the Xie family?

If it were a wealthy family's daughter, it would be fine, but if it were a man, the resulting misunderstanding would be far more serious than drugging someone.

Huo Linyu walked in and saw his well-dressed friend sleeping on the bed. Seeing that no one was around, he let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"You scared me to death! Why are you running around like that? Didn't I tell you I was going to take you to the hospital?"

Xie Junchen looked out the window expressionlessly.

"no need."

Huo Linyu pulled him up, looking at him with an incredulous expression, and said, "What do you mean you don't need it anymore? You weren't taken advantage of, were you? No way, it's only been less than ten minutes, so fast? You're so useless!"

Xie Junchen flew into a rage and roared, "You're the useless one! Your whole family is useless! I'm saying I'm fine now! That's why you got taken advantage of. Don't you want anything better for me?"

Huo Linyu plugged his ears and squinted his eyes. This voice was really loud.

It seems like everything is really alright now.

After finishing his business, Song Yanzhou smelled terrible, so he took a shower before driving over. He was only wearing a black vest. He glanced at the time and realized the banquet shouldn't be over yet, so he decided to wait here.

With a ding-dong, Song Shuyue sent a message asking if he was free to pick her up.

Song Yanzhou immediately replied, "I'm at the door, the car is a Maybach."

Song Shuyue replied with a single word: "Okay."

I saw the palace sitting quietly in the corner and walked over.

"Let's go back together, it's on our way."

Jin Gongque immediately stood up, her eyes flashing with unexpected joy. She hadn't expected that she would actually send her back.

She was foolish just now; her first instinct was to ask Xie Junchen for help, probably because she considered him like family.

You could have troubled someone else.

She thought Song Shuyue had forgotten her.

She could also ask the Huo family to send her back.

Song Shuyue still remembered her, and Jin Gongque was very happy.

A genuine smile appeared on her fair, rosy face.

"Okay, thank you. I'll give you the money when we get home."

She won't have taken the ride for nothing.

"Need not."

Jin Gongque followed beside her, carefully observing this aloof and exquisite beauty.

"Get in the car quickly."

Song Yanzhou stood tall beside the carriage. When the palace heard the sound, they looked in the direction of the sound and couldn't take their eyes off him.

The person in front of me was turned to the side, half of his face hidden in the darkness. The dim light accentuated his demeanor. He wore a black vest, stood with a steady posture, like a towering mountain, with thick eyebrows, sharp brow bones, and a sinister look in his eyes that revealed a ruthless edge.

He has the image of a mafia boss, rugged yet exuding a strong sense of security.

With perfect body proportions, the black vest clings to her body, revealing her muscular physique.

His bulging arm muscles exude a powerful presence, making him look handsome, ruthless, and like a boss.

The palace has never experienced the thrill of a heart fluttering with excitement.

I often hear people around me say that when you meet someone you like, your heart races uncontrollably, and you feel that no other man in the world can catch your eye.

When she was eighteen, Xie Junchen saved her.

She said she was hopelessly in love with him because he was handsome, and that she wanted a boyfriend as handsome as Xie Junchen.

But why does she have a stronger feeling for the person in front of her than for Xie Junchen?

"Who is this?"

Song Yanzhou disliked being stared at; it made him feel very uncomfortable.

It felt like I was being watched, very unsafe.

Song Shuyue introduced, "This is Miss Jin. Her phone and bag were stolen. Since we're going the same way, I thought I'd give her a ride home."

Song Yanzhou nodded. "I see. Miss Jin, please get in the car."

Jin Gongque lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, hummed in agreement, and got into the carriage.

After driving for a while, Jin Gongque couldn't help but ask, "Miss Song, who is this?"

Song Yanzhou spoke first, explaining, "I am Yueyue's second brother, and my name is Song Yanzhou."

Upon hearing this name, Jin Gongque gasped, covering her mouth and staring at the other person in shock. "You! You're Song Yanzhou, the rising star of the capital?"

Song Yanzhou: "Not really."

Jin Gongque felt that the impact she had given was too great. She had also heard of Song Yanzhou's great reputation. You should know that he was the only one who could compete with the Zhou family, a family with a history of hundreds of years, and still gain a foothold and even take the lead. Now he is a force that cannot be underestimated.

She always thought that bodyguard bosses were all rather... but she never expected him to be so young and look like this.

There isn't a single person in the Song family who isn't good-looking.

so envious.

They were almost at their doorstep when Jin Gongque did something very bold.

"Ms. Song, could you add me on WeChat first? I'll send you the fare when I get back."

Just as Song Shuyue was about to refuse, she saw Jin Gongque's expectant eyes. She hesitated for a moment, then handed over the phone, saying, "You lose."

The palace was filled with joy and excitement. "Okay, thank you."

After adding them as friends, Jin Gongque got out of the car, stood at the door watching their car drive away, clutched her chest, and then ran back.

Upon returning, he immediately logged into his own account and accepted Song Shuyue's friend request.

I transferred five thousand yuan over.

Song Shuyue didn't accept it; she knew too much about it.

"My brother said that all of the Duan family's collaborations here will be suspended, and they're targeting Yueyue. Do you know why?"

Song Yanzhou asked, puzzled.

Song Shuyue answered truthfully, "The Duan family is the mastermind. They saw that the Song family was ranked tenth among the top ten families in Beijing, at the bottom and teetering on the brink of collapse. So they wanted to use such underhanded means to drag them down so that they could rise up."

After hearing this, Song Yanzhou's eyes hardened. "So it's the Duan family. I understand now. Yueyue, there's one more thing."