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

Mr. Zhou was truly disappointed in his son, but now, the matter was a done deal.

What can he do?

But they couldn't just stand by and watch their son go to jail. Now, there was only one way: to seek a reconciliation.

Hopefully, there's still room for redemption, since everyone is still safe and sound. Otherwise, if more than a dozen lives were lost, not only him, but the entire Zhou family wouldn't be able to stay in Beijing.

“Zhou Yangjun, you only have one way to survive, and that is to beg Song Yanzhou! Beg him! Ask him to let you go. There is no other way. Hurry up and go beg him.”

A hint of resentment flashed in Zhou Yangjun's eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, he will definitely not let me go. I'd better run!"

With a "slap!", Zhou's father slapped him across the face, his anger burning, his face contorted with rage, and he was furious.

"You bastard! A real man should be responsible for his actions. You ran away and left this mess to the Zhou family. Have you no conscience?"

Zhou Yangjun clenched his fists, his body tense, and turned his face away. "But... you want me to hand over the Zhou family's things to someone else? I can't do it. He has taken so much of our Zhou family's business. Now the entire northern part of Beijing is his sphere of influence. What right does Song Yanzhou have?"

Mr. Zhou clutched his heart, gasped for breath, and glared fiercely at his unfilial son.

"What right does someone who isn't human have? You ask what right he has? It's because he's better than you. Society is about survival of the fittest. It's undeniable that Song Yanzhou is very capable. His knowledge and methods far surpass those of the younger generation in our Zhou family. That's an indisputable fact!"

"But……"

Father Zhou shouted, "No buts! It's a fact that my Zhou family can't compare to them. The fact that Song Yanzhou can gain a foothold in Beijing shows that he has ability. What you need to do is figure out how to surpass him, not get rid of him. Even if you get rid of him today, there will be thousands upon thousands of Song Yanzhous tomorrow!"

Zhou Yangjun's pupils suddenly dilated, and his clenched fist slowly loosened. He and Song Yanzhou were old rivals, and they had been dealing with each other for many years.

His strength and his own opinions!

He... had nothing to say.

Zhou's father sighed deeply, turned to look at Zhou Yangjun, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Times are always changing, and many people will always be eliminated. Going with the flow will also push many people to higher places. Water flows downhill, and people strive to go higher. Ah Jun, if we don't want to be eliminated, we can only keep going against the current. If possible, I hope you can cooperate with him."

"Dad!" Zhou Yangjun's eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions, including pain and struggle.

"Your second grandfather has some connections with the Song family; they're all in the same circle, so they'll run into each other all the time. We'll go with your second grandfather to the Song family to apologize. Remember, control your temper! Zhou Yangjun, you are my only son and the future hope of the Zhou family. You can't let anything happen to you, do you understand?"

Zhou Yangjun lowered his head and whispered, "I understand."

**

Song Shuyue discovered that Song Yanzhou was actually a master chef. Every dish he made amazed her, as they were just the way she wanted them.

She's not obsessed with romance and focuses solely on her career; Song Yanzhou is currently the person she's most satisfied with.

"Yueyue, you eat first. There's one more dish coming out of the pot soon."

Song Shuyue nodded, her clear eyes sparkling with joy and excitement.

Song Yanzhou patted her head. A few years ago, he was struggling in Beijing on his own. When he ran out of money, he would wash dishes in a restaurant. The kitchen staff saw that he was young and asked him to help.

He learned a skill as a result, and over the years he has cooked whenever he has free time, but receiving Yueyue's affirmation is the best affirmation for him.

“Yueyue, the Zhou family is coming to apologize tomorrow. My uncle told me that the decision is mine and they will not interfere or force me.”

The thought of the Zhou family's despicable methods made Song Yanzhou furious, and his expression turned cold.

It doesn't matter if he gets hurt, but! If his family is harmed, then that is unforgivable.

"Ah."

Song Yanzhou looked at the girl who was gnawing on a chicken leg and asked softly, "Yueyue, what do you think I should do about this?"

Song Shuyue: "Why don't you tell me your thoughts first?"

Song Yanzhou nodded. "The Zhou family has stood strong in Beijing for many years. Although our two families were not in the same industry before, we did have some cooperation. It is undeniable that the Zhou family's connections and strength far surpass our Song family's now. Of course, I believe this is only temporary, because I will definitely break the Zhou family's fifth-place ranking among the top ten families in the future. The only thing that is making things difficult for me now is that my uncle has a deep friendship with an old gentleman in the Zhou family. If he intervenes, it will definitely put my uncle in a difficult position. I don't want to break the seemingly peaceful situation between our two families so soon."

Song Shuyue put down her chopsticks and wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth. "Your analysis makes a lot of sense. Although your power is rising rapidly, it will still be difficult to surpass them in a short period of time. Let's follow your idea for now, but we can't let them off easily."

Song Yanzhou felt as if he had met a kindred spirit. Yueyue was young and pampered, naive and ignorant of the ways of the world. She knew nothing about business and had never been exposed to it. Yet she could analyze every matter in a very logical way, and many of her ideas were exactly what he was looking for.

Song Shuyue took a sip of water and said slowly, "Since the Zhou family doesn't want to send the person to the police station, they will talk about compensation. That's where you can take advantage of the situation to balance things out."

Song Yanzhou: "What do you mean?"

“That’s right, just ask for a huge sum of money, ten percent of the Zhou family’s assets. That’s the only thing that can quickly put you on the same level as them.”

Song Yanzhou hesitated, but Song Shuyue interrupted him, "You need to understand that there's no room for sentiment in business. If my Song family were to fall into trouble today, who would be there to help us out?"

Song Yanzhou: "Okay, I understand."

**

Bai Lingling took care of Song Zixuan throughout this period. During this time, Song Zixuan mentioned breaking off the engagement several times, but Bai Lingling never agreed.

Song Zixu said he wanted to find Song Shuyue, so Bai Lingling brought him here. "Zixuan, I'm here to help you."

Seeing how hard she took care of him every day, Song Zixuan was naturally moved. Besides, Bai Lingling was very beautiful, pure and lovely, kind and innocent, and she did not hide her love for him.

This directly reveals her secret of having harbored a crush on him for many years.

"I can manage by myself. Could you please help me carry my things? Thank you."

Bai Lingling gripped the wheelchair. "I've already had the bodyguards take the things. I'll push you myself; this gravel road is a bit difficult to walk on."

Song Zixuan was a little annoyed. He wasn't really a useless person. The doctor said that he was just temporarily unable to recover and that there was a possibility of recovery.

Bai Lingling noticed the irritation in his eyes and immediately said, "Don't be angry. If you don't want me to get close to you, then I'll carry the things!"