The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

Si Moyuan stroked the jade pendant excitedly, reluctant to let go for a long time, as if the jade pendant were a part of his life. After a long while, he slowly raised his head, his sharp eyes fixed on Zhou Yanhuan like a hawk, his expression unusually serious.

"Do you know what this jade pendant represents?" Si Moyuan's voice was deep and powerful, carrying a hint of accusation. "Where did you get it? What is your purpose in bringing this jade pendant before me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanhuan was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh out loud. However, she showed no fear, instead meeting Old Master Si's gaze directly and explaining sincerely, "Mr. Si, you seem to have misunderstood me. You asked if I knew the meaning of this jade pendant, and of course I do; it symbolizes the status of the second mistress of the Si family. However, I received this jade pendant from an elder, who was unaware of its specific meaning. After all, when you gave the jade pendant to my elder, you didn't express your feelings to her, which is why she was forced to separate from you without knowing it."

Just then, Xu Linfeng noticed the slightly tense atmosphere between the two and quickly stepped in to smooth things over. He smiled and said casually, "Haha, it seems our Miss Zhou's makeup is a real success today; even you, Grandpa, didn't recognize her!"

Just then, Xu Linchuan, standing in the crowd, saw his younger brother suddenly speak, as if igniting a long-suppressed anger within Lian Yulai. Lian Yulai's face instantly turned extremely gloomy. He glared at Xu Linfeng and said sharply, "Xu Linfeng, shouldn't you be in Shanghai? How come you suddenly appeared here, and causing such a scene at Elder Si's birthday banquet! Who exactly is this woman you brought? Have you completely disregarded the rules of the Xu family?"

Lian Yulai's question was like a sharp sword, piercing straight at Xu Linfeng. However, before Xu Linfeng could respond, Zhou Jiaze suddenly interjected, "Sir, it seems your upbringing hasn't taught you that interrupting others while they're speaking is extremely impolite."

Although Zhou Jiaze's words were calm, the sarcasm in them was obvious. His rebuttal made Lian Yulai's face even uglier, while Xu Linchuan, after hearing this, also came to his senses slightly and turned his gaze to Zhou Jiaze.

However, Xu Linchuan wasn't entirely unfamiliar with Zhou Jiaze's face. After all, Zhou Jiaze's face was quite famous in the capital. Just recently, he had handed over all the stock and assets of the Zhou and Xie families' companies to the national government, a move that caused a huge uproar in the business world and made Zhou Jiaze the focus of everyone's attention.

Xu Linchuan looked at the man in front of him and thought to himself, "This guy is indeed not easy to deal with." He quickly adjusted his emotions, put on a smile, and said, "Mr. Maxwell, you and my brother appeared together today, and I was only doing this because I was afraid that he would do something inappropriate in front of the old gentleman. I was just giving him some pointers. I hope you will calm down."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiaze immediately put on a polite smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, sending a chill down one's spine. Seeing this, Zhou Jiayu inwardly cursed. He knew his cunning cousin all too well; whenever he showed that kind of smile, it meant someone was about to suffer. So, Zhou Jiayu quickly took two steps back, distancing himself from Zhou Jiaze, fearing he would be implicated and suffer collateral damage.

However, Zhou Jiaze didn't seem to have any intention of letting Xu Linchuan off the hook. He stood up slightly and said seriously, "As far as I know, Mr. Xu Linfeng's mother only has one son, so where does he get his brothers?"

Zhou Jiaze's words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Xu Linchuan's heart. His words were like a raging storm, relentlessly stabbing into his chest.

However, at this tense moment, Xu Linfeng suddenly blurted out: "Oh, right, um, my mother asked me to tell Young Master Xu something. She said she'll consider you as if you never gave birth to a son. From now on, I'm an only child."

These words struck like a bolt from the blue, leaving everyone present stunned. Those who had initially felt a sliver of sympathy for Xu Linchuan now looked at him with pity. The scions of powerful families, however, wore expressions of schadenfreude and schadenfreude, though they tried to conceal their true feelings, secretly muttering to themselves, "See? They say one shouldn't be ungrateful or spread rumors. Well, Xu Linfeng has truly received the golden gift of being an only child!"

Because of Xu Linchuan's interruption, the topic of Zhou Yanhuan's identity came to an abrupt end. It seemed that no one present had heard Xu Linfeng's words, and no one pursued the matter further. Therefore, no one was able to discern or recognize Zhou Yanhuan's true identity.

At this moment, the next part of the banquet was about to begin, and the old man didn't pay much attention to the girl's true identity. He thought to himself that he would find a time to ask her about it carefully after the birthday banquet.

In the banquet hall, everyone's attention gradually shifted to the area centered around Old Master Si. The old man slowly sat back down in his seat, and everyone rose to prepare for the presentation of birthday gifts.

Si Moyuan, the head of the second branch of the Si family, sat upright in a carved armchair, his eyes shining brightly beneath his silvery eyebrows, watching the guests file forward carrying red silk boxes.

The first to bow was Elder Huo, a veteran of the military, whose bronze pipe tapped the ground with a muffled sound: "Brother Si, for your birthday, I should present you with a talisman to ward off evil spirits." Inside a vermilion lacquered box lay a Warring States period bronze sword, its cold gleam causing all the guests to hold their breath. Si Moyuan stroked the taotie pattern on the scabbard, a smile appearing in his cloudy eyes: "Brother Huo, this gift is well-deserved!"

The renowned traditional Chinese medicine master followed closely behind, his eyes flashing with a cold light, his bodyguards carrying a sandalwood box half a person's height. The moment the box lid was opened, a whole century-old wild ginseng, wrapped in red silk, stood proudly, its tendrils twisted like coral, eliciting gasps of amazement from the guests. "This ginseng was harvested from the summit of Changbai Mountain, perfectly suited for Elder Si's birthday banquet." Before Boss Lu could finish speaking, the tech elites pushed in a holographic projection vehicle, a virtual sandbox displaying a model of the latest quantum computer, the blue light illuminating the slight upturn of Si Moyuan's lips.

The younger generation of the Si family were not to be outdone. The eldest grandson, Si Yan, presented a meticulously framed painting of "Pine and Crane for Longevity," signed by a renowned calligrapher and painter who had lived in seclusion for many years. The daughter of a collateral branch, Si Qingwan, presented a South Sea pearl tower, its ninety-nine perfectly round pearls shimmering under the lamplight. The younger generation went even further, with the great-grandson, Si Mingyuan, a returnee from overseas, directly embedding his brain-computer interface patent in a glass frame, attracting several VIPs to leave their seats and gather around.