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

When Song Zixuan snatched the last chicken leg from Song Shuyue again, Song Yanzhou could no longer tolerate it.

With a "smack!", the chopsticks were slammed onto the table.

Song Zixuan was startled and looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Song Yanzhou's fists cracked, Song Shuyue patted his arm, smiled faintly, and gestured for him to let it go. Song Yanzhou glared at him resentfully.

Bai Lingling nudged Song Zixuan's arm, and Song Zixuan turned to look at her, his eyes filled with confusion.

“We should be going now, the Zhou family should be here soon.” Song Shuyue stood up, and Bai Lingling immediately began to clear the dishes. “I’ll do it, I’ll do it.”

Song Zixuan also helped Bai Lingling tidy up. Song Shuyue put down the chopsticks she had picked up. Song Yanzhou looked at Song Zixuan's back and was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He said to Song Shuyue, "Has this kid not eaten for eight hundred years?"

Song Shuyue: "Maybe it's because your cooking is too delicious."

Hearing his sister's praise, Song Yanzhou felt pleased and stopped worrying about it.

Zhou Yangjun and his second grandfather arrived at the Song family home. Song Gao had not yet arrived. They were greeted by Song Haojin, who said, "Uncle Zhou, you've arrived. Please sit down. My father will be here soon. Please wait a moment."

Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "It's alright, let's wait a moment. Ah Jun, why don't you greet your Uncle Song?"

Zhou Yangjun greeted Song Haojin, who nodded in return. He thought to himself that this young man was quite handsome, but he never expected him to be so cruel, almost killing his cousin.

Song Gao walked in slowly. "Old Zhou, it's been a long time. My old bones are getting slow, so please don't be angry."

Mr. Zhou immediately stood up. “Not at all, Old Song, you’re in good health. I’m sorry for bothering you. This is all my son A-Jun’s fault. I’ve come here specifically to apologize to your Zhou family.”

Song Gao looked troubled, sat down, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Old Zhou, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but I only found out recently that my nephew has been working in Beijing. You know, my sister and I have been separated for so many years, and now that we've finally reunited, his son has gotten into trouble here. As an elder, I feel bad... Sigh, Old Zhou, I hope you can understand me."

Mr. Zhou sighed, “Old Song, I know your predicament, but my elder brother only has this one grandson. I know that no matter how wrong we are, it is all A-Jun’s fault. No matter how we try to make amends, we can’t erase this mistake. But I beg you, for the sake of our many years of friendship, please have a good talk with your nephew. We are willing to make any kind of compensation, as long as we can settle this matter.”

His old friend of many years was begging him so earnestly that Song Gao found himself in a difficult position. He couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only say tactfully, "Old Zhou, I'll try my best, but this is ultimately a matter for the younger generation. We also need to consider their attitude, don't you think?"

Mr. Zhou nodded repeatedly, "Yes, you're right. I'll have Ah Jun apologize properly later. My older brother is getting on in years and his health isn't very good. He's worried about his only grandson."

Zhou Yangjun clenched his fists, lowered his head, and remained silent, suppressing his resentment and dissatisfaction, all for his sake!

That's why my second grandfather was so humble, and so was his father.

"You brat, why aren't you kneeling down?"

Zhou's father said to Zhou Yangjun.

Zhou Yangjun felt extremely humiliated, but he knew that if he continued to act willfully, he would truly break their hearts.

Just as he was about to kneel down, Song Haojin quickly helped him up, saying, "What are you doing? Let's talk this out. We're all friends and in the same circle, we see each other all the time, there's no need for this."

Zhou's father cast a grateful glance at him. He knew that his son valued his dignity very much, and making him kneel would be a great humiliation for him, but there was no other way to deal with it at the moment.

"A-Zhou is here." Song Gao looked at the young man who strode in. He had an extraordinary demeanor. He was indeed worthy of being a member of the Song family. He was capable, unlike Song Zixuan, that little bastard, who was a good-for-nothing.

They're probably still in the hospital contemplating suicide right now.

Song Zixuan stormed in, saw Song Haojin, and shouted, "Dad, you've really fooled your son! My leg is perfectly fine!"

Song Haojin was so embarrassed that she couldn't even look at him, and turned her head away in disgust.

Song Zixuan was unconvinced, thinking that he was afraid to face him because he felt guilty and guilty, so he forcibly pulled him back, "Dad, tell me, why did you lie to me? Do you know how I've been these past few days? I thought I almost died. Dad, am I still your biological son? Yes, I am. Why would you do this to me?"

Song Haojin pulled his hand away and scolded, "Shut your mouth! There are guests here, can't you see?"

Song Zixuan then noticed Zhou Yangjun, said "Oh," and stepped aside.

“A-Zhou, this is your Grandpa Zhou.”

Song Yanzhou greeted him politely, "Grandpa Zhou."

"it is good."

Zhou Yangjun stepped forward, looked at Song Yanzhou, and said directly, "Song Yanzhou, I really have wronged you about this matter. You can name any conditions you want, as long as you... promise not to pursue the matter to the end."

Song Yanzhou sneered, looking him straight in the eye and seeing his unwillingness. "Zhou Yangjun, I never thought you were so despicable and shameless, actually coming up with such a vile way to deal with me. Do you know how many lives are involved? Now you can just cover it up with a single sentence. Do you think that's possible?"

Zhou Yangjun turned his head away, looked away, and said in a deep voice, "I admit I was outmatched and that I dared to take responsibility. I admit I wanted to kill you. You can take your revenge however you want."

Upon hearing this, Zhou's father kicked him in the leg, "You brat, who told you to talk like that? Apologize to them now."

Zhou Yangjun gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and lowered his head, his body tense. "I'm sorry."

Song Yanzhou was quite surprised. Zhou Yangjun seemed like a different person today. In the past, he would never have uttered the words "sorry". In addition, the two had been mortal enemies for many years, so why would he willingly apologize to him?

"Kneel down!" Zhou's father said to him.

Zhou Yangjun couldn't do it, and he suppressed his resentment. Just as his father was about to speak again, a clear, cold voice rang out.

"Young people are bound to make mistakes. It's good to admit your mistakes and correct them. Why make things so tense? Let's sit down, have a cup of tea, and talk things over."

Song Shuyue rushed over after seeing Bai Lingling off, and was just about to encounter this scene. Kneel down and apologize? What was she thinking? This guy was obviously unwilling and resentful. If she forced him in such a humiliating way, he might do something extreme afterward.

"Yueyue."

"Yueyue."

"Yueyue."

Song Gao, Song Haojin, and Song Yanzhou said in unison.