Who bullied you?" After looking at each other for two seconds, Song Zhiyuan still asked.

Zhou Qichuan looked at her, and his heart suddenly became a soft mess.

He knew that no matter when, who bullied him, Song Zhiyuan would stand up for him.

This was the first time they met eighteen years ago.

Eighteen years later, at the Zhou celebration, it was the same.

Thinking of the slap that Song Zhiyuan threw on Xu Nianhe's face at that time, Zhou Qichuan's heart was now crispy.

In the next second, he hugged Song Zhiyuan tightly, buried his face in Song Zhiyuan's neck socket, and muttered in a low voice like a helpless child, "Wife, I only have one relative."

Song Zhiyuan listened, and his body stiffened.

Obviously, his parents are sound, how can he only have her as a relative.

But after thinking about it, isn't Zhou Qichuan's operation today that in addition to Xunke, he has completely ignored the life and death of Zhou's other industries?

Zhou Jiangyuan must be mad, even if he even has the heart to kill Zhou Qichuan's son, Song Zhiyuan also believes it.

Zhou Qichuan is such a smart person, how could he not know that he is undoubtedly betraying his relatives by the public.

But why did he do it?

For what? And for whom?

"Did Dad come to the company to find you?" Song Zhiyuan hugged him, and asked with his hand gently falling on the back of his head.

"Hmm." Zhou Qichuan replied sullenly.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't help frowning and asked him, "Why do you do this when you know the consequences?"

Zhou Qichuan listened, lifted his lips and smiled, raised his head to look at Song Zhiyuan and asked, "Wife, don't you really know who I'm for?"

Song Zhiyuan met his deep and vast burning black eyes, listening to his words, his heartstrings couldn't be suppressed, and he trembled desperately.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Song Zhiyuan lowered his head and closed his eyes, and took the initiative to kiss Zhou Qichuan......

In the evening, Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan had just gone downstairs to prepare for dinner, when they saw several luxury cars driving over through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant.

It's the car of the Zhou family.

Zhou Qichuan turned a blind eye, pulled Song Zhiyuan to sit down at the dining table, and then sat opposite him.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him and didn't say anything.

Immediately, Uncle Zhang came to report and said, "Second master, wife, chairman and wife are here."

Before his words fell, there was the sound of footsteps at the door, followed by Su Mujun's gentle and loving voice.

"Pray for the river, the kite."

Song Zhiyuan was taking a spoon to drink soup, and when she heard the sound, she had to put down the spoon, pushed away the dining chair and stood up, looked at Zhou Jiangyuan and Su Mujun who walked in, and said with a smile, "Dad, Mom."

Zhou Qichuan, who was opposite her, was still indifferent, and took chopsticks to Song Zhiyuan to pick up vegetables.

"Hey, Iris, you're going to have dinner with Qichuan." Su Mujun approached, and his face full of smiles was full of flattery, "It's just right, I didn't eat with your father."

"Chairman's wife, wait a minute, I'll go get two sets of cutlery right away."

Uncle Zhang didn't know how tense the relationship between Zhou Jiangyuan and Zhou Qichuan's father and son was, and he didn't know what Zhou Qichuan was thinking, so he made his own opinion.

"Uncle Zhang, no need."

However, before Uncle Zhang turned around and took a step, Zhou Qichuan's cold voice rang out.

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, and his footsteps stopped.

"Why, I came to you with your mother and didn't even give you a meal?" Zhou Jiangyuan immediately asked with a sinking face.

For the sake of the Zhou family and the Zhou family, he tried his best to put down his body and took Su Mujun to "curry" Zhou Qichuan, but he didn't expect to meet a cold face as soon as he entered the door.

Song Zhiyuan stood there, glanced at Zhou Qichuan, and then at Zhou Jiangyuan and Su Mujun, with a calm face and didn't say anything.

"It is said that father and son have no overnight feud." Su Mujun saw that the situation was not good, and immediately smiled and acted as a peacemaker in the middle.

She walked a few steps closer and came to Zhou Qichuan's side, "Son, what do you have to do with your father, what do you have to say, you can't say it well."

Zhou Qichuan didn't raise his head, stuffed a shrimp into his mouth, and said while eating, "Just say anything, please leave, don't affect me and my daughter-in-law to eat."

He unilaterally severed the mother-son relationship with Su Mujun, and he didn't want Song Zhiyuan to know.

Because, if Song Zhiyuan asked about it, he couldn't find a suitable reason to deceive her.

Su Mujun listened to Zhou Qichuan's words and immediately choked.

She also knows what her son's attitude is towards her, and now that she has come to please him, he must not be able to eat oil and salt, so she turned her mind and turned her target to Song Zhiyuan.

"Iris, I see how thin you are." She walked up to Song Zhiyuan and took Song Zhiyuan's hand, not to mention how kind and loving she was, "Isn't it that you've been too tired from work recently, if you're too tired from work, let Qi Chuan and your dad give you a holiday, have a good rest at home for a while, and when you get well, you can lick a big fat grandson for me and your dad." Hahaha-"

When the words fell, Su Mujun smiled heartily, and his eyes glanced at Zhou Jiangyuan's convenience.

Song Zhiyuan also smiled, unceremoniously withdrew his hand from Su Mujun's hand, and said, "I was very busy at work in the head office before, but from tomorrow, I will work in Xunke, and it is estimated that I will not be so busy."

Song Zhiyuan didn't mention this stubble, but when she mentioned it, not only Zhou Jiangyuan, but Su Mujun's face sank uncontrollably.

"Qi Chuan, let me ask you one thing, are you my son, are you the Zhou family?" Zhou Jiangyuan tried his best to control the fire qi and asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Qichuan, who had never glanced at Zhou Jiangyuan and Su Mujun, finally put down the chopsticks in his hand, leaned back in the chair very lazily, and then swept his eyes towards Zhou Jiangyuan, hooking his lips with a smile, "If Dad has anything to say, just say it!"

Zhou Jiangyuan's face sank again, suppressed his anger and said, "You promised me before, as long as you give Xunke to you, you will be the president of the group, stabilize the situation of the group, and will not let the group make any more trouble, now it's only been a few days, you got what you wanted, and you turned around and forgot what you said and promised?"

"Well, I promised."

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows and looked calm, "However, isn't that the eldest brother arrested, I thought he couldn't get out." Now that the eldest brother is back, how can I, who is the younger brother, not return the position of the president of the group to him, this position should have been the eldest brother, Dad said yes?"

"Who will sit in the position of the president of the group, I have the final say, your eldest brother will give me if he wants to, he dreams." Zhou Jiangyuan shouted.

Zhou Qichuan listened and couldn't help but sneer faintly.

Song Zhiyuan also felt that Zhou Jiangyuan's words were quite funny.

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