Walk slowly and don't send off

  Song Lingyu sneered inwardly, having reached this point, did you think I would still give you room to turn things around?

  All that was seen was Song Lingyu kneeling on the ground, taking out a note from his sleeve pocket and handing it to Song Yuan: "Father, I didn't lie, this is the evidence!"

  The madam frowned, looking at the man being held by Song Yishan. The man shook his head timidly. The madam knew at a glance that the note in Song Lingyu's hand was the one she had written herself.

  Originally, it was designed that Song Yuan would take the Zhuang family to stroll in the garden when Mrs. Zhuang inadvertently discovered Song Lingyu and the man. Even if Song Lingyu was unwilling, she couldn't avoid being mistaken by Song Yuan as meeting again. The note was originally intended to be snatched away and hidden by the man as soon as he saw Song Lingyu, so that Song Lingyu would have no evidence to prove it was her doing.

  As a result, man's plan is inferior to heaven's plan. Or rather, I still underestimated Song Lingyu after all.

  Song Yuan took the note, looked at it again and again. Although he didn't want to admit it, this was indeed the handwriting of the madam. Song Yuan flicked his sleeve and said: "I will thoroughly investigate this matter. Yishan, take this person away and check his identity carefully."

  After Song Yuan left, Zhi Lan and Hui Zhen helped Song Ling Yu up and looked at the group of people following behind Song Yuan.

  At this time, Mrs. Zhuang turned her head and stared at Song Lingyu fiercely.

  Song Lingyu smiled slightly and bowed slightly towards Madame Zhuang.

  Madam Zhuang was taken aback and then stormed off in anger.

  An hour later, Song Lingyu heard the final result from Zhi Lan. It turned out that the man was a house servant beside Mrs. Zhuang, and this matter was planned by Mrs. Zhuang, while the elder lady only wrote that note. After knowing the truth, Song Yuan was furious and immediately issued an order to expel the guest.

  Tonight, the Zhuang family will take a horse-drawn carriage back to their mountain villa overnight.

  Song Lingyu smiled, a good family was actually made uneasy by Zhuang's wife, and almost couldn't let the big madam get off the stage. Such truth would naturally make Song Yuan angry. She just didn't expect that they would be sent away so quickly, originally thinking they would stay until tomorrow morning before letting them leave.

  Song Lingyu looked at Zhi Lan and Hui Zhen and said, "Since Mrs. Zhuang has given us such a big gift, if we don't go to see her off, it would be ungrateful of us."

  The gate of the Song Mansion. By now, the sky had completely darkened, and the horse carriage was already waiting at the gate of the Song Mansion. Zhuang Ze was still feeling weak, so he was carried out by others, while Madame Zhuang followed behind, directing them.

  At this corner, Song Lingyu was standing there, with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth. She knew that in this place, Mrs. Zhuang could see her.

  As expected, Mrs. Zhuang turned around and suddenly saw Song Lingyu. At this time, she was wearing the light yellow dress from daytime, and under the candlelight of the lanterns, it seemed as if she was wearing a white dress. Although there was a smile on her face, it looked like there was no warmth at all.

  She couldn't help but shudder, and didn't dare to linger, letting the servants load the things onto the carriage. After they finished, her feet seemed to be greased, and she slipped onto the carriage in a flash.

  Song Lingyu looked at Mrs. Zhuang's expression as if she had seen a ghost, and the smile on her face deepened even more. There are some people in this world that you can never afford to offend, so when you can escape, just escape as soon as possible!

  But some people can't escape!