The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

There is a small meeting room next to the hotel lobby.

Xing Yanzhao pushed the door open and came in, glancing around but not seeing the old lady or Kuangye.

He cut to the chase and asked, "Where are they?"

Only Xing's parents and Xing Zhengyu and his sister were in the reception room, while Pei Youyou was talking to her parents and brother in the bridal chamber.

There were no other members of the Xing family there either; the old man and woman were too old and had returned to their old house early.

They are the only family here.

Xing Yanzhao's appearance made him seem like an outsider.

He didn't care about any of that, he just kept asking, "Where are they?"

"Speak properly," Mr. Xing said sternly. "They're gone, they just left. I told you before about the banquet, that Old Madam Kuang and your bunch of cronies shouldn't come. Why did you still come today?"

"Yes, if the guests see this, they'll definitely laugh at us behind our backs," Mrs. Xing said tactfully. "Even if they're dressed neatly and properly, their true nature won't change."

When discussing guests, Xing Yanzhao originally didn't plan to invite them, fearing that people would say the old lady was stingy and that inviting her would make her feel ashamed.

Call Kuangye over, and with the scene of the marriage alliance between the Xing and Pei families, someone will surely recognize his younger brother's identity.

I've been to the wilderness once before.

Then the old lady followed.

Kuang Ye must have been able to keep the fact that the Xing and Pei families had conspired to deceive him from his own hands.

I felt that he had been bullied.

Back in school, if anyone dared to bully them or insult them by saying they had no parents, the old lady would fly all the way to the school with a broom and beat a bunch of kids until they were screaming and running all over the place.

When the parents came, they spoke rudely and swung brooms.

They're gone, that's all.

Xing Yanzhao couldn't stand the look of disgust in their eyes whenever they mentioned the old lady.

He pulled his chair back with a screech, and said coldly, "Whether I said it or not, no one can say a bad word about them."

Xing Yuru immediately fell silent.

Her older brother is really terrifying!

She's not as gentle and considerate as her second brother at all, so why did we have to acknowledge her back?

Why not just give them some money to get rid of them?

It made her live in constant fear.

"Big brother, how can you talk to Mom and Dad like that, pulling out chairs and giving warnings?" Xing Yuru was also afraid of him, and said with her eyes darting away, "Second brother would never treat us like that."

Xing Yanzhao glanced at her and said, "He is him, and I am me. If you're not happy, then keep it to yourself."

Xing Yuru was also pampered and spoiled at home growing up, and had never been treated so harshly before.

Especially with her gentle and considerate older brother Xing Zhengyu in front of her, she couldn't stand her own brother suddenly coming back and being fierce to her.

"Why should I keep quiet? You disrespect Mom and Dad, yell at your own sister, you're rude and have no manners, and I can't even say anything? You're not my brother at all, I don't want to acknowledge you as my brother!"

Xing Yanzhao looked up at his younger sister, who had to stand up to speak to him with authority.

She could scold him all she wanted, but she ended up making herself feel wronged, her eyes red as if he had bullied her.

Xing Zhengyu is pretty much the same.

Whenever there is a conflict between them, they immediately give in, their faces showing no sign of fighting or competing, and their eyes displaying the same aggrieved expression.

Xing Yanzhao scoffed.

"Did you respect me? Did you respect my mother and my brother? Didn't you yell at me? Didn't you use your softer tactics enough?" He put one hand on the chair and his fierce gaze swept over everyone.

Mr. Xing frowned and looked at her coldly, while Mrs. Xing's gaze was timid, yet she couldn't hide a hint of disgust in her heart.

Xing Yuru felt extremely wronged.

Xing Zhengyu looked remorseful again, but didn't say a word.

“When you first called my old lady a garbage collector who smelled sour, and my brother a scoundrel who was destined for jail, I warned you that once was enough, and there would be no next time.”

“You are all high and mighty, so live your high and mighty lives. The old lady is a lowly person to you, but to me, she is a nurturing grace greater than heaven and earth. My brother has been to the detention center, and he went to steal fever-reducing medicine for his father.”

The more Xing Yanzhao spoke, the angrier he became, and his voice rose several octaves.

"On such a joyous day, what's with all the yelling?" Father Xing slammed his hand on the table, adopting the air of the head of the family: "Speak properly! You can be so kind to the old lady and your friends, but can't you be a little gentler to your own family?"

"They saved my life! And you? You wanted to take my life." As Xing Yanzhao said the last sentence, his gaze swept over Xing Zhengyu, who remained silent.

If I catch you red-handed, you're finished!

Father Xing: "Your mother faced death almost every time she gave birth to you!"

Father and son were at loggerheads.

Suddenly, Xing's mother's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face, startling Xing Yurou and Xing Zhengyu.

The brother and sister quickly got up to comfort their mother.

Xing Zhengyu said, "Big brother, I know you're angry that I took over your original life, but it's not Mom and Dad's fault. It was the nurse who switched the babies back then. You can take your anger out on me. I've received kindness from the Xing family, and Mom and Dad raised my sister. I can take all your anger."

"But Mom and Dad are getting old. Yu-rou is someone we've raised with our own hands. Please don't blame them, don't hold a grudge against them, blame me instead."

"Brother, what does this have to do with you?" In her anxiety, Xing Yuru would subconsciously call out her old name. "You're innocent too. If anyone's to blame, it's that nurse."

Xing Zhengyu did not speak.

Knowing he was wronged, Xing's mother reached out and patted the back of his hand.

Xing Zhengyu responded with a smile, indicating that it was alright.

Xing Yanzhao had no interest in watching the show, so he stood up and spoke in a cool tone.

"I have no problem with your family being kind and loving, and your siblings being harmonious. Just don't bully anyone around me. If you don't bully anyone, you can't say anything insulting or give me any looks of disgust. Whether it's in front of me or not, you have to keep it to yourself."

"After spending this time together and investigating you, you know I'm not a good person. You know I'd rather die than live in dishonor. If you really push me too far, I'll risk my life to bite you until you're bleeding."

He turned and left.

As he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and turned back to remind her, "From today onwards, Luo Huai is also one of my people. Don't mess with her."

Mr. Xing's face turned ashen, and he shouted, "Stop!"

Xing Yanzhao didn't even pause; he walked away decisively.

Xing Zhengyu stood there for a while without saying a word. He noticed that his father's breathing was a little rapid, so he quickly went over to hand him water and raised his hand to pat his back to help him catch his breath.

"Old Xing, are you alright?"

Mr. Xing shook his head and frowned, saying, "This child..."

Xing's mother sighed, "He's been corrupted. If he had been brought back at fifteen or sixteen, he could have been re-educated. But at twenty-nine, he's already set in his ways."

“Brother?” Xing Yuru noticed that her brother was in low spirits, so she went over and tugged at his sleeve. “You will always be my brother, the best brother.”

Xing Zhengyu smiled gently and reached out to pinch her cheek. "Thank you, Yu Rou."

"Dad, Mom." He looked at Xing's parents and said, "My older brother has a lot of opinions about me. Perhaps I should leave the Xing family and the company. My older brother is the real Xing family member. I can't let my existence ruin the harmony of your family."

"What do you mean 'yours' and 'ours'? Are you trying to hurt your mother's feelings like him?" Xing's mother's eyes were red, and she covered her chest with one hand, feeling extremely sad.

"Mom, I was wrong, but..." Xing Zhengyu looked troubled.

"You're just leaving, is that it?" Xing's mother said, heartbroken. "Then what about the twenty-nine years we raised you? Are twenty-nine years of affection nothing?"

"And where are you going? Back to the impoverished Lin family, where your alcoholic father beats and scolds you, and your gambling mother takes your money. Yanzhao ran away from home at the age of seven because he couldn't stand them, and was taken home by an old woman who collects garbage."

Lin Yuru was taken aback.

Was this the kind of life her brother used to live?

she does not know.

Luo Huai, who was led by a hotel staff member to the back door of the meeting room to eavesdrop, was also taken aback.

Was Brother Zhao really living such a miserable life?