In the world of Cloud City, it is very simple for Song Yutang to find someone.
Butler Wang came to report soon. After Jiang Siyu left Jiang Family, he immediately went to a high-end nightclub.
According to reliable sources, the appointments were made with a group of former friends of Jiang Sichen and Jiang Sinian.
The intention was to use these connections to help the father and son escape guilt.
Judging from the live video, the lights were bright and the music was deafening, almost overflowing from the screen.
Jiang Siyu was sitting in the middle of the booth. The long table in front of him was covered with wine bottles. Each bottle was worth several months' salary of an ordinary person.
He leaned on the sofa crookedly, holding three girls with glamorous makeup in his arms, and holding a bottle of wine in his other hand and drank directly into his mouth.
Several dandy boys nearby were cheering, and some were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures of his face, shouting at the top of their lungs, "Siyu brother is awesome."
There were several unsealed cigarette boxes scattered on the table, and the outlines of several small medicine bottles could be vaguely seen in the shadow under the coffee table.
The music vibrated so much that the glass was buzzing, and the colorful spotlights swept across his drunken face, and he was grinning.
Song Yutang put the phone on the table and stood up suddenly.
An hour later, her car parked in front of the nightclub.
The manager had already received the news and led her to the booth on the second floor with a bow and a nod.
The music made people's eardrums hurt, and the air was mixed with the smell of alcohol, perfume and an indescribable sweet smell.
Song Yutang walked straight through the crowd, stepping over the ribbons and wine stains scattered on the ground with his high heels, and stood in front of Jiang Siyu.
Jiang Siyu was in the mood for drinking when he saw her unexpectedly. His first reaction was to grin and drunkenly raise his hand to say, "Hey, sister-in-law is here? Come on, let's have a drink together..."
Song Yutang looked at him coldly and said only one sentence, "You pay for tonight's consumption yourself."
The smile on Jiang Siyu's face froze for a moment, and most of the drunkenness disappeared, and he sat up straight. "What do you mean?"
Song Yutang repeated, "You pay for the drink yourself. You are an adult and have graduated. Now that you have the ability to escape Jiang Family, don't spend your family's money from now on. Not to mention going to nightclubs, even if you go to heaven, I can't control you. Just one thing, don't spend your family's money anymore."
Jiang Siyu put the wine bottle down on the table, and the glass made a muffled sound when it hit the countertop. He stood up with his hands on the table, and glared at her fiercely with a red face. "Song Yutang, you are too lenient, aren't you? I'm spending my own money..."
"Where did you get your own money?" Song Yutang interrupted him, "Which of what you wear, what you wear on your hands, and what you use on your card are earned by yourself? They all belong to the Jiang Family and are the inheritance of your parents. Why do you use their money to exonerate their murderers?"
Jiang Siyu Her words stung the most painful part. Alcohol mixed with anger rushed to the top of his head. He suddenly clenched his fist and waved towards her.
The wind of the fist scraped the air and made a soft sound, and the people around him took a breath.
Song Yutang stepped aside, clasped his wrist with his backhand, and twisted it. The other hand pressed on his shoulder blade and bent his knee towards his knee.
The movements are clean and neat, and done in one go.
Jiang Siyu felt like the world was spinning. His whole body had been pressed to the ground, his face was pressed against the cold floor tiles, his arms were cut behind his back, and he gasped in pain.
"What the hell..." He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak anymore.
The dandies present were originally friends of brother Jiang Sichen, and they had always treated this idiot Jiang Siyu as a joke.
He also resented Song Yutang in his heart for killing Jiang Qingyu, father and son, and deliberately provoked dissension in a vicious manner. "Hey, Jiang Siyu, are you too cowardly? Isn't it embarrassing to be pushed to the ground and beaten by a woman?"
The other one followed suit, crossed his legs and swung his toes. "That's right, that's all you've got. If you can, stand up and teach this bitch a lesson. Don't just lie on the ground and embarrass your parents... Oh, by the way, your parents are gone, and no one will embarrass you."
"Tsk tsk, an orphan is an orphan, and he doesn't even have anyone to support him."
"I heard that his parents died to celebrate the birthday of his disaster-star sister? This family is really unlucky and their death is really not worth it."
"Please keep your voice down, don't make me cry, there's no one to complain to..."
Several people burst into laughter, and the words on their lips were meaner than the last.
Jiang Siyu was lying on the ground, clenching his fists, digging his nails into his palms, his face buried in the shadow of the floor tiles, his shoulders shaking slightly, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or something else.
Song Yutang let go of Jiang Siyu, stood up, and glanced coldly at the people who were talking.
She walked over and raised her hand to pick up the person who spoke first. Before the person could react, she threw him over her shoulder and knocked him over on the coffee table. The glass shattered on the ground, and the wine and fragments splashed on the trouser legs of the people next to him.
The remaining few immediately fell silent and shrank back, and no one dared to say a word.
Song Yutang patted the dust on his hands and looked at them condescendingly. "His parents are gone, but he has me as his sister-in-law. You have a father and a mother, but no one teaches you how to be a human being. You are so mean-mouthed. Is it because your family has not taught you what education is, or your parents have not taught you to be human beings at all?"
She took half a step forward, and the dandies shrank back subconsciously.
"You are laughing at him for not having parents to support him? What about you? You have a father and a mother, but you are just a bunch of trash talkers here. You lead other people's children to misbehave all day long, and push them into the fire pit. You are not afraid that one day you will go to jail, and there won't even be a visitor. When your parents come to get you, they will lose their own face."
She lowered her head and glanced at Jiang Siyu, who was silently clenching his fists on the ground, and added, "As for whether his parents are worth it or not, it's not your turn to judge."
The whole house was silent, no one dared to say a word.
She stretched out her hand to pull Jiang Siyu up from the ground, carried his back collar and walked out. Before leaving, she turned around and added, "You guys, you'd better pray that nothing ever happens to you. Otherwise, when my Siyu becomes successful and famous, during the holidays, I will bring him a message for you and ask him to send you more things."
Jiang Siyu was dragged out of the nightclub like a chicken and stuffed into the back seat without saying a word the whole time.
The neon lights of the nightclub flashed outside the car window, and unfamiliar or half-familiar faces passed by his eyes. Those who had just hugged each other and called him brothers, no one chased him out at the moment.
The car was quiet for a long time.
He leaned against the car window, his face buried in the shadow, and his expression could not be seen. He could only hear his breathing slowly calming down from heavy breathing. It was not until the car drove into the gate of the Jiang Family Manor that he spoke in a dull voice, "Why do you want to speak for me?"