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

Chapter 215 This flower is highly poisonous

Duan Muqing was overjoyed to hear that her mother could temporarily regain consciousness.

Song Shuyue pulled out the last needle from the top of her head, and the woman on the bed opened her eyes and looked around.

Song Shuyue stepped back.

"Muqing, Muli, my child."

Zhong Qinru looked at her two sons in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes. She felt as if she had slept for a long time, her mind still foggy.

"Mom!" A smile appeared on Duan Muqing's face.

Duan Muli couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears.

Duan Muqing looked at Song Shuyue with gratitude in her eyes. In recent days, her mother had been less and less lucid, and most of the time she was just as they said, acting crazy.

"I'm okay now, Muli, don't cry. Mommy will get up and make you something delicious."

She only realized then that her hands and feet were cuffed, and a look of dejection flashed in her eyes. She must have had another episode.

"Mom, this is Song Shuyue, Miss Song. She's the one who brought you back to your senses this time."

Zhong Qinru smiled, her gaze falling on Song Shuyue. When she saw Song Shuyue's face clearly, a look of shock appeared on her face.

Judging from her son's tone, Ms. Song must be a doctor who treated her; I didn't expect her to be such a young girl.

"Hello, Ms. Song, thank you very much. Please tell my son if you need anything. I'm a little inconvenient to move around, so I apologize."

Song Shuyue: "It's alright, Madam. I have a question for you. A few days ago, did Jiang Qianyun call you and have someone pick up Duan Muli?"

Zhong Qinru thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, she called me that day and said she wanted to take Muli out to play. I was very worried, after all, his brain... well, you all saw it. My niece assured me repeatedly that there would be no problem, so I agreed to let the family driver take him there. What's wrong?"

Song Shuyue shook her head. "It's nothing."

Duan Muqing, who was standing to the side, instantly understood everything. He had originally intended to pretend to be confused.

I didn't want to think so badly of my cousin, but because she's a girl, I always tried to save face for her.

I never imagined it was really her deliberate scheming and manipulation.

Duan Muqing felt a surge of anger rise throughout her body. She looked at her foolish brother's younger brother, a flash of disappointment crossing her eyes.

Knowing Jiang Qianyun's character, he would no longer let her get close to Duan Muli.

Ms. Song's actions were not about seeking justice, because if she wanted justice, she could have simply told everyone what happened that day.

She wanted them to be wary of Jiang Qianyun.

"I'm a little hungry, why don't we go eat together?"

How can you not invite guests to a meal when they come over?

Duan Muqing: "Mom, I've already made the arrangements. We can go eat now."

He glanced at Song Shuyue as he spoke, and Song Shuyue said calmly, "Mm."

Duan Muli danced with joy, shouting, "Time to eat! Time to eat! I want a big chicken leg! A big chicken leg!"

Zhong Qinru smiled gently and stroked her head, "Okay, okay, big chicken leg, Muli, how about three big chicken legs?"

"it is good."

As Zhong Qinru spoke, her head began to throb violently, and Song Shuyue took out a pill.

"If you believe it"

Before Song Shuyue could finish speaking, Zhong Qinru picked it up and ate it, then smiled and said to her, "Miss Song, I believe you. You're not a bad person."

Song Shuyue silently looked away.

Duan Ru kept cursing and swearing, but when he saw Zhong Qinru sitting at the table eating, he was shocked and exclaimed in surprise.

"You, why are you here?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Muqing's face immediately darkened.

"Dad, why can't Mom be here? You should eat too. Miss Song is my honored guest. If you continue to speak rudely, don't blame me for making you eat out alone."

Duan Ru was a little annoyed, snorted coldly, and plopped down on the floor.

“You unfilial son, I am your father. If you say such things again, don’t blame me for getting angry.”

Duan Ru felt embarrassed, but he didn't want to go out to eat, so he turned his attention to Zhong Qinru.

He leaned closer and said to her, "Madam, you are feeling much better, that's wonderful! You have no idea how haggard I've become these past few days. It's so good to see you feeling better."

Zhong Qinru and Duan Ru didn't have much affection for each other; their marriage was a business arrangement, and Duan Ru was a playboy.

She knew this before she got married, and she didn't care about a man's love. She had her own company and business, and the marriage was just to help her career reach new heights.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to die."

Duan Ru chuckled awkwardly, "Madam, let's eat fish, let's eat fish."

"Young Master, Song Yanzhou, Mr. Song has arrived. He says he's here to take my sister home."

Duan Muqing suddenly stood up and followed the steward out, saying as they went, "Quickly, invite them in."

When Duan Ru heard Song Yanzhou's name, he looked at Song Shuyue in astonishment and asked incredulously, "Song Yanzhou is your brother? You are a daughter of the Song family?"

I thought she was some kind of con artist who had just appeared out of nowhere, but it turns out she's the daughter of the Song family.

Duan Ru had completely lost his temper.

"Mr. Duan, you're too kind. My sister only knows a little bit about the basics."

Seeing his younger sister eating, Song Yanzhou shook his head helplessly. This little girl was definitely a foodie.

I can't resist eating delicious food.

Zhong Qinru kept piling food onto her plate, all of them common dishes that Song Shuyue loved.

It has now been confirmed that Zhong Qinru and Jiang Qianyun are not the same kind of people.

Then save them; you'll accumulate merit and be a good person at the same time.

After finishing their meal, Song Shuyue suggested that she wanted to go and see the garden next door.

Duan Ru's sharp voice rang out, "No!"

Realizing that his voice was the loudest and everyone's eyes were on him, he immediately suppressed the panic in his eyes, coughed twice, and explained, "I was just thinking about something, you can continue."

Duan Muqing frowned, looking at Duan Ru with a suspicious gaze.

Duan Ru felt guilty and stood up, quickly changing the subject, saying, "I'm too tired today, I'm going upstairs to rest."

After saying that, he left quickly.

The group arrived at the garden filled with three-flowered irises. Zhong Qinru smiled and said, "I didn't like these flowers at first, but after smelling them for a while, I found them very fragrant and addictive. I heard that they were newly cultivated by Duan Ru's friend, and the colors are beautiful too."

Song Shuyue observed carefully, then picked a flower and rubbed it between her fingertips.

Her guess was correct; this was not a newly cultivated variegated plant, but rather a rotten orchid.

They have cultivated a new variety of rotten orchid that is indistinguishable from other orchids by its flowers, but is still essentially a rotten orchid.

It has a strong genetic toxicity.

"Miss Song, if you like, I'll have someone pick one for you."

Song Shuyue glanced at Duan Muqing and Zhong Qinru, and Zhong Qinru could tell that she had something to say.

Tell the servants to leave.

"Miss Song, you can speak freely, it's alright."

Song Shuyue nodded, threw the flowers on the ground, and stomped on them hard.

"Then I'll be honest. This flower isn't a 'three-flowered' variety; it's a 'fu orchid,' but its blue appearance was altered during cultivation."

Song Yanzhou asked, "Yueyue, what is a rotten orchid?"

He knew absolutely nothing about flowers and plants.

Song Shuyue: "The rotten orchid is a highly poisonous flower. Long-term exposure to this flower can make people increasingly addicted. If it is combined with a medicine and its effects are combined, it can make people lose their minds and go crazy."

Upon hearing this, Duan Muqing slapped away Duan Muli's hand that was picking flowers.

Zhong Qinru was horrified, as if struck by lightning. She trembled all over and retreated in disbelief.

impossible!

impossible!

How could he dare?

Since she married into the Duan family, Duan Ru has been unable to resist her and dares not act recklessly. He is timid and afraid of trouble. Was it unintentional or premeditated?

Duan Muqing noticed Duan Ru, who was hiding suspiciously behind them.

She strode over, grabbed him by the collar, and forcibly pulled him over, making him kneel before his mother.

Duan Ru's knee was in excruciating pain, and just as he was about to curse, a "slap!" landed on his face.

Zhong Qinru's eyes blazed as she stared intently at him, roaring, "Speak! Was it you, Duan Ru, you bastard? Do you know what kind of flower this is? Speak!"

Duan Ru looked guilty and flustered, but still stubbornly refused to admit it.

"What flower? How would I know what kind of flower this is? I got it from a friend. Didn't you say you liked it and that's why you planted it? Madam, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Duan Muqing: "Didn't the person tell you this thing was poisonous when you brought it here?"

Upon hearing the word "poison," Duan Ru knew his scheme had been exposed and was filled with fear, daring not to admit it.

"I don't know what's poisonous. Nobody told me what's poisonous."

Song Shuyue gave Song Yanzhou a look, and Song Yanzhou immediately understood. "Mr. Duan, it's getting late, and Yueyue and I should head back now."

Just as Duan Muqing asked her to treat his mother, Song Shuyue said, "Madam Zhong should go to the hospital. After resting for a while, her symptoms will lessen."

The reason why no illness could be found was due to the flower and the medicine she was taking.

On the way back

Song Yanzhou asked her curiously, "Do you think Duan Ru knew if that flower was poisonous? To plot against one's wife is truly hateful."

Song Shuyue: "If he didn't know, he wouldn't have taken it back."

As they were talking, a motorcycle drove past them without them noticing. Song Yanzhou frowned and sped up.

The motorcycle seemed to be defiant against his overtaking maneuver, deliberately getting closer to him.

An unnamed fire burned in Song Yanzhou's heart.

Which bastard is it that's asking for death?

Song Shuyue glanced at the familiar helmet, and smiled faintly, "Forcing him to make way is his responsibility anyway."

Song Yanzhou had wanted to do this for a long time, but he was afraid of scaring Song Shuyue, so she actually took the initiative to say it.

Then he wouldn't need to have any concerns.

Song Yanzhou turned towards the motorcycle, while Song Yuxi, still gloating, saw the motorcycle suddenly turn around.

Startled, I quickly swerved to the side and stopped the car, nearly falling over.

He took off his helmet, about to unleash a torrent of curses, when he was met with a face full of exhaust fumes as the black car sped away.

Song Yuxi couldn't even see the license plate number clearly and kept coughing.

Covered in dust and dirt, he pointed at the vanished vehicle and cursed, "Damn it, you dare target me? You're asking for it, aren't you? Don't let me run into you again."

Just as Song Shuyue was about to lie down and rest, a call came in from an unknown number.

She answered the call; it was Huo Xiaoyu's mother.