Su Lijuan still looked at her with a smile, "There are no rules, do you know what it means to respect the elderly?"

"Does Mrs. Zhou only read half of the book?" Not to be outdone, Lu Qianning looked back, "Do you only know how to respect the elderly?"

Gradually, Su Lijuan stopped smiling, it is rumored that Lu Qianning used to be a special assistant, and now she is a tutor.

Before she saw Lu Qianning, what she thought was that she was used to doing the kind of work that lowered her head and waist, and it was estimated that she couldn't lift her head when she saw her.

Si Swenwen, in the face of other people's difficulties, she should be ashamed to suffer, and she couldn't stand it, so she hid in Zhou Beijing's arms and cried.

But I didn't expect to be sharp and sharp, and I didn't give an inch to speak.

"This is the woman you got back on your own?" Zhou Qishan put the chopsticks on the table and stared at Zhou Beijingdao, "There are no rules!"

"What are the rules of the Zhou family?" Lu Qianning asked rhetorically, "Is it okay to insult the juniors at will, cats and dogs, or to bully the juniors wantonly?"

Anyway, Su Lijuan also communicated with Lu Qianning back and forth, but Zhou Qishan didn't even give her a chance to speak, "There's no place for you to talk here."

But Old Madam Zhou snorted and said, "Who has the right to speak? I know that I am your mother, and those who don't know still think that you are the father of our big guy, who are you showing your face here?"

"Mom!" Zhou Qishan frowned disapprovingly, and his attitude was somewhat restrained.

"You have severed relations with Bei Jing, what does it have to do with you what kind of wife he marries?" Old Madam Zhou spoke to Lu Qianning and Zhou Beijing.

Zhou Beijing's face was frosty, but he didn't say anything, patiently handling the crayfish that Lu Qianning loved to eat, and with a few words of effort, he peeled a bowl of shrimp and put it in her bowl.

Su Lijuan smiled and circled between the mother and son, "Mom, that's not what I said, the Zhou family tree is pinched in Qishan's hands, and if he doesn't like it, he won't be able to enter the family tree, and if he can't enter the family tree, he won't be able to enter the ancestral tomb of the Zhou family in the future."

This is probably the confidence that Zhou Qishan dared to take the initiative to sever relations with Zhou Beijing.

Speaking of the ancestral tomb and family tree of the Zhou family, Lu Qianning suddenly felt a little cold, which emanated from the men around him.

He took off his disposable gloves and moved his body with his hands propped up on the chair, the veins on the back of his hands more clear.

The traces of the side face clenching the jaw are very obvious, as if they are holding back something.

"The atmosphere is too solemn." Su Lijuan put down her chopsticks, "Qishan, you're not here to find fault, you're here to ease the relationship between your father and son!"

Ease, the two words made Mrs. Zhou look at Zhou Qishan, waiting for Zhou Qishan to speak.

Since they came, Zhou Beijing treated each other with a cold face, and his father never shouted.

If Zhou Qishan admits that he is here to ease the relationship between father and son, wouldn't it be tantamount to bowing his head and admitting his mistake to Zhou Beijing?

He snorted coldly, and didn't start talking.

"Sure enough, it's father and son, and no one will bow their heads when they are angry and awkward." Su Lijuan turned around and patted Sheng Yangyang and said, "We came here today to show our attitude, we don't force Beijing to marry Yangyang, he can find any kind of person he wants."

Lu Qianning's eyes fell on Sheng Yangyang's face, and Sheng Yangyang nodded to her like a chicken pecking rice.

"Family and prosperity are the most important thing, and it won't be long before Nan'an will come back, the relationship between the child and Qishan is the best, I just persuade Qishan, I must set a good example for the child."

The eloquent narrative seems to show off how good the relationship between Zhou Qishan and Zhou Nan'an is between father and son.

And Zhou Beijing, his own son, was stained with Zhou Nanan's light, because Zhou Qishan wanted to be an example to ease relations with him.

Lu Qianning was distressed when she heard this, and she looked sideways at the man who had already lit a cigarette and smoked.

Outsiders say that Zhou Beijing is not close to people, especially in the business field, and is known as the title of Lord Yama.

But she knew that he was very kind and principled.

His cold exterior was wrapped in a hot, fiery heart.

She couldn't help but place her hand on the back of his, her fingers gently sliding over his bulging veins.

Zhou Beijing changed his hand and let her cover the back of his hand.

"Beijing, your father and son haven't seen each other for so many years, it's time to reminisce about the past, you have to take the initiative as a junior, what do you say? How long has it been since you called Dad?" Su Lijuan threw the topic to Zhou Beijing.

This is the meaning of letting Zhou Beijing bow his head to Zhou Qishan first.

Old Madam Zhou was silent, looking at Zhou Beijing with a little taste and a little expectation.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Beijing finished the last puff of cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt on the table, and the sparks splashed and extinguished instantly.

It was as if the stars in his ink pupils suddenly disappeared, and his dark and deep eyes lifted up and stared at Zhou Qishan.

"He doesn't deserve it."

When the words landed, Zhou Qishan suddenly got up, and the dishes in front of him were touched and made a crisp sound.

"How dare you talk nonsense!? Uneducated, how can I have such a rebel as you!"

His anger and evaluation had no effect on Zhou Beijing, who was still sitting lazily in his chair.

The father and son made such a comparison, and they had an immediate opinion.

Zhou Beijing is more calm than Zhou Qishan.

"Alright." Su Lijuan stroked Zhou Qishan's chest and pulled him to sit down, "He's your only son, why are you angry with him?" Hurry up, don't forget to wait for a press conference, our Zhou family has let others watch the joke for so long, you should do something."

The only son?

Lu Qianning's eyebrows were frowning when she said a few words, she didn't think that Su Lijuan was a slip of the tongue.

If Zhou Beijing is Zhou Qishan's only son, what about Zhou Nanan, who has a very good relationship with Zhou Qishan's father and son?

No one spoke anymore, Zhou Qishan didn't eat at all, but Su Lijuan ate a lot and gave Sheng Yangyang a lot of dishes.

"Oops-" Sheng Yangyang accidentally splashed the vegetable juice on his clothes.

Su Lijuan twisted her eyebrows, her face turned a little colder, "How did you do it?" If you're so careless, go upstairs and get a new one."

"Got it, aunt." Sheng Yangyang got up and took the lead upstairs.

Sheng Yangyang's room is on the corner of the third floor, where she has been living before she came to Zhou's house and went abroad.

After returning to China this time, Mrs. Zhou didn't keep her, so she could only live outside.

But she still has her stuff in stock, and there are countless new outfits in the cloakroom.

She took a dress and put it on, and a figure quickly got in, standing at the entrance of the cloakroom and whispering, "Miss Sheng."

"Hmm." Sheng Yang Yang didn't reply, "Something?"

"Today, I heard the old lady chatting with Lu Qianning." The next person was a woman in her thirties, with a submissive face.

Sheng Yangyang changed his clothes, turned around and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror to fix his hair, "What did you say?" Z.br>

"Like...... What kind of agreement, what marriage and divorce, their voices are very quiet, and I don't dare to stand too close, so I didn't hear too clearly, as if there was a conflict because of whether to confess to the young master."

Sheng Yangyang straightened his hair for a moment, twisting his eyebrows and thinking about what these key words meant.

She knew that Zhou Beijing and his first wife were married by agreement, which was facilitated by Mrs. Zhou.

Could it be that the woman was unwilling and came to ask for money again? The old lady discussed with Lu Qianning what to do?

She couldn't figure it out, but she always felt that this matter was not so simple, if the woman really came to ask for money, it wouldn't let Lu Qianning and the old lady use their brains.

There is no need to hide it from Zhou Beijing!

"Cui Ling, you continue to stare at the old lady for a while, and tell me immediately if there is any trouble."

Cui Ling nodded quickly, "Okay, then I'll go out first."

To avoid being discovered, Cui Ling opened the crack in the door and looked out for a while before leaving quietly.

Although Sheng Yangyang didn't know what Mrs. Zhou and Lu Qianning were talking about, she knew that these two people had secrets to hide from Mrs. Zhou.

After the meal, Zhou Qishan and his wife left with Sheng Yangyang.

The food on the table barely moved, but it was a pity that there was a table of delicacies.

And since they came, Zhou Beijing has been surrounded by a cold breath, and there are even fewer words.

Old Madam Zhou let out a long sigh and said, "Why don't you call him Dad? Your mother hasn't entered the ancestral grave of the Zhou family yet!"

"She doesn't enter." Zhou Beijing decisively spit out three words, "He doesn't deserve to be buried with my mother."

Old Madam Zhou moved her lips, but she gave up with a deep sigh for a while, "I want to take a nap for a while, you can also go back to your room to rest for a while, I have prepared a surprise in the bedside cabinet."

After speaking, she winked at Lu Qianning, "I have renovated the previous room of Beijing, and I planned to let you come back and live directly with me, but he said that you want to take care of your mother, so come and live occasionally."

"Thank you, old lady." Lu Qianning nodded quickly in response.

Old Madam Zhou waved at her and whispered, "Accompany him."

Lu Qianning bowed his head, got up and followed Zhou Beijing upstairs.

The spiral stairwell is a large crystal lamp, which repeatedly reflects the sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The stinging Lu Qianning squinted her eyes, and the man's cold back was reflected in her clear eyes.

She pursed her lips, she hadn't eaten much of the meal.

Just eating the "secret" of the Zhou family is full.

Listening to their conversation, it is not difficult to surmise that Zhou Beijing's mother has not entered the ancestral grave of the Zhou family so far.

I don't know if Zhou Qishan didn't let it, or Zhou Beijing didn't allow it.

The relationship between father and son is by no means a contradiction accumulated by Zhou Qishan's disagreement with her marrying Zhou Beijing.

and Su Lijuan's sentence "the only son", which Lu Qianning couldn't fathom.

At the corner of the second floor, Zhou Beijing opened the door and went in first, Lu Qianning just took a step, and saw Zhou Beijing hurriedly withdraw and close the door.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qianning almost didn't hit him on the back, looking at his indescribable face, he couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Beijing squeezed the doorknob tightly, and said in a low voice, "Grandma just said that my room has been renovated, so any of the soft furnishings in this have nothing to do with me."

"Huh?" Lu Qianning was puzzled, "What's inside?"

His expression even made Lu Qianning suspect that Old Madam Zhou had placed a row of inflatable dolls inside.

What could be so indescribable and revealing for him?

"You'll find out if you go in and see." He opened the door and made a gesture of please.