As Song Qiao and Xia Xueqing prepared for the banquet.
At a pier in Yangcheng, Jiang Chuan was gazing expectantly at the distant river.
"The ship is finally here."
A faint remark, and on the distant river, a white yacht approached from afar.
A person stood on it, dressed in a white suit, handsome, and around twenty years old.
"Young Master, you've finally arrived."
Jiang Chuan wore a fawning smile.
"Mm."
The young man nodded slightly, his face filled with arrogance.
"Why did you seek help from the Tongmen?"
His words carried a hint of questioning.
However, Jiang Chuan, who was usually self-assured, now could only offer a humble smile.
"I was truly forced into it. That fellow named Song Qiao has repeatedly insulted our Tongmen, and also the branch leader Du Qin..."
After elaborating with exaggeration, he looked at the young man before him with anticipation.
This was the young master of the Tongmen, named Tao Yingcai, known for his exceptional talent and formidable strength at a young age.
In his eyes, he was more than capable of dealing with Song Qiao.
"Hmph, so even any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to challenge our Tongmen now."
Tao Yingcai frowned slightly.
"Don't worry, I will deal with these people one by one. No one who dares to provoke our Tongmen will walk away unscathed."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Jiang Chuan was overjoyed.
"By the way, Du Qin is hosting a banquet in Yangcheng tomorrow, and that hotel happens to be my property. Why don't we..."
"Good, you make the arrangements. Tomorrow, we will properly put this Du Qin in her place."
...
Noon the next day.
Bright banners were hung in the banquet hall of a city center hotel.
Socialites from all walks of life in Yangcheng had gathered. Soft Western music played in the banquet hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, Song Qiao saw Du Qin standing in the middle of the room from afar.
Beside her, Xia Xueqing stood dutifully.
"Teacher, Song Qiao is here."
"What is he doing here?"
Du Qin immediately frowned and looked at Song Qiao, who had just arrived.
"Teacher, actually Song Qiao..."
"You don't need to say anything. You've been fooled by him."
Xia Xueqing tried to speak up and put in a good word for Song Qiao, but was directly interrupted.
Saying this, Du Qin walked directly up to Song Qiao.
"I recall I didn't invite you, did I?"
"Everyone attending this event are prominent figures of Yangcheng. What are you?"
Song Qiao smiled, completely unfazed by her disdain.
"I've come to prove that I am worthy of Xueqing."
"Hmph, you? Based on what?"
Du Qin sized him up with a look of even greater disdain, but she didn't chase him away on the spot.
She preferred to find an opportunity at the banquet to expose Song Qiao and make Xia Xueqing give up on him completely.
"I'd like to see how you prove yourself."
Song Qiao shrugged, saying nothing more.
A moment later, the banquet hall lights dimmed, and the dance officially began. This was the time for the young people.
Many young men and women paired up and started dancing the popular ballroom dance of the era.
"My sister is here."
Just as Xia Xueqing was about to ask Song Qiao to dance, Xia Yuqing walked in through the entrance.
"Hello... hello."
Xia Yuqing instinctively opened her mouth to call him husband but suddenly stopped, a look of embarrassment appearing on her face.
She had fully remembered everything now.
"Sister, you're here. I actually have something to discuss with Teacher."
Xia Xueqing endured the discomfort and made an excuse to leave.
Although she desperately wanted her sister to regain her memory immediately, leave Song Qiao, and stop bothering him, that was still her sister after all.
"You've regained your memory?"
Amidst the dance, Song Qiao keenly noticed that Xia Yuqing's expression was unusual. She no longer called him husband.
"Yes."
Xia Yuqing lowered her head and nodded silently.
She remembered everything from the past and couldn't help but feel regret.
She realized she could no longer call the man in front of her husband.
"I'm sorry. My past self... caused you a lot of trouble."
"It's alright."
Song Qiao's heart was complex, and in the end, he said nothing.
"Can... can you dance a dance with me?"
Xia Yuqing finally gathered her courage, looked up at the man in front of her.
"Okay."
"Hus... husband, is this our last dance?"
She called him that one last time, a title that brought her comfort.
But Song Qiao did not answer. They simply swayed gently to the melodious tune.
"What is brother-in-law thinking?"
Not far away, Xia Xueqing bit her lip, looking somewhat annoyed.
"Who is she?"
Du Qin, standing nearby, couldn't help but frown upon seeing this.
Song Qiao was already acting ambiguously with her student, and now he was at her banquet, so intimately with another woman.
"She, she is Song Qiao's ex-wife."
Xia Xueqing had no choice but to explain helplessly.
"Ex-wife?"
"Hmph, if she's an ex-wife, why are they still hugging and embracing like this? This Song Qiao is truly utterly shameless."
Du Qin averted her gaze, a look of disgust appearing on her face.
In her eyes, a scoundrel like Song Qiao was nowhere near good enough for her student.
Just then, the banquet hall doors were suddenly pushed open again, and a group of people entered.
Leading them was a young man in white, his expression calm, but his eyes held a sharp glint that made people hesitant to meet his gaze.
The newcomer was the young master of the Tongmen, Tao Yingcai.
"This banquet is quite well-organized."
With just a casual remark, Du Qin's expression immediately stiffened.
"Why is he here!"
She murmured, but quickly put on a respectful expression and went to greet him.
"Young Master, you..."
"Hmph, you still have me, your Young Master, in your eyes."
Tao Yingcai snorted coldly. Everyone around was stunned. Who was this young man who dared to treat the renowned Du Qin with such an attitude?
"Young Master, you jest. I, Du Qin, have always been loyal to the Tongmen."
"Hmph."
A cold snort was enough to make Du Qin feel uneasy.
Watching this scene, Jiang Chuan behind them showed a look of smugness.
"Where is Song Qiao? Did he attend the banquet?"
After subtly reprimanding Du Qin, Tao Yingcai's gaze swept around.
Du Qin was taken aback, clearly not expecting him to ask about Song Qiao, but she quickly regained her composure and pointed in a direction.
"That's Song Qiao over there."
A moment later, a group of people appeared before Song Qiao. Xia Yuqing had to step aside for a moment.
"You are Song Qiao?"
"Heh, you're quite famous. I've heard of you even in Modu."
Tao Yingcai sneered, his tone full of mockery.
"However, with just this little bit of fame, you dare to overestimate yourself and provoke people from our Tongmen. You're seeking death."
"Who are you?"
Song Qiao's eyes were cold. He was quite annoyed by the interruption of his dance.
However, seeing Jiang Chuan behind them, he roughly understood that this person was here to seek retribution.
And likely a high-ranking member of the Tongmen.
"Hmph, I am the Young Master of the Tongmen, Tao Yingcai."
"You've insulted the people of our Tongmen. Shouldn't you kneel down and apologize to me?"
The condescending words made Xia Xueqing extremely nervous.
She feared that if Song Qiao acted impulsively and offended this Tongmen Young Master, it would be a huge trouble.
Xia Yuqing, holding her hands tightly, was also afraid of Song Qiao acting impulsively, but she didn't know how to speak, or with what authority.
Facing Tao Yingcai's words, Song Qiao retorted with disdain.
"Apologize?"
"Jiang Chuan dared to offend me was overestimating himself, and you dare to come here is even more so. What right do you have to lecture me?"