Early the next morning.

Song Zhiyi got up, and when she walked downstairs, she saw Mrs. Jin sitting on the sofa, looking at TV seriously.

He rarely watches TV on weekdays, but now he is always paying attention to the situation in the disaster area.

Song Zhiyi knew that Old Lady Jin was worried about the situation on Jin Wenchen's side, and hurriedly reassured.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

When Mrs. Jin saw Song Zhiyi and the two children coming downstairs, she said in a low voice with a smile on her face.

"There's something I'm worried about."

"In the past, when your uncle was a bastard, he often went out for ten days and half a month without going home, and I didn't have anything to worry about."

"It's just that now he's suddenly gone away because of business, and he's a little unaccustomed to it."

After saying that, Mrs. Jin slowly got up from the seat and did a few exercise postures.

"You and the kids have breakfast."

"I'm going to the yard to exercise."

Song Zhiyi looked at his appearance at this time, the corners of her lips couldn't help but hook up a smile, and then glanced at the TV, there was an aftershock over there last night.

Gu Junting and Gu Yuanyuan's eyes also fell on the TV, and when they saw that the conditions over there were so severe, they couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Heroes, not so easy to be.

After sending her two children to school, Song Zhiyi drove to the hospital.

Gu Jinyan's people have always been by Song Zhiyi's side, secretly protecting Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi walked to her office, and as soon as she opened the office door, she saw Mrs. Gu walking towards her.

When she saw Old Lady Gu, the expression on her face was very flat, with a polite smile on the corner of her lips.

"Old Madam Gu, why did you come to the capital?"

Old Lady Gu took a deep breath, set her eyes on Song Zhiyi's body, and said in a low voice.

"It's been a while since I've been in the capital."

Song Zhiyi raised her eyebrows slightly, and the expression on her face was a little puzzled.

"It's just that Jin Yan has been stopping me before and won't allow me to come to see you."

The expression on Old Lady Gu's face was very serious.

Song Zhiyi's face was calm, and after opening the office door, she glanced at Mrs. Gu.

"Let's talk in my office."

Old Lady Gu's mood was quite calm, and Song Zhiyi walked into the office.

"Zhiyi, I came here today to talk to you about Junting's custody."

"Jun Ting is the next generation of heirs cultivated by our Gu family, and your Jin family can't just snatch him away."

"It's not fair to us to take care of our family."

Song Zhiyi couldn't help frowning slightly when she heard Mrs. Gu use the word "robbery" to describe it.

She raised her head and glanced at Steward Cheng, who was standing beside Old Lady Gu, then retracted her gaze and replied calmly.

"Old lady, Junting is my son."

"You knew the truth from the beginning, but you chose to hide Junting's identity because of your own selfish desires."

"Even when Junting almost died at the hands of Song Xuewei, you even agreed to let Song Xuewei enter Junting's treatment team to sabotage Junting's operation."...

Song Zhiyi took a deep breath, thinking of the situation at that time, the expression on her face was uncontrollable.

"Junting was lucky enough to get a second chance at surgery in a short period of time."

"If you're unlucky and don't have a second chance to operate, Junting may be lying in a hospital now."

"This is what you call cultivation?"

"Is this what you call fairness?"

Song Zhiyi's mood fluctuated rarely, she looked at Mrs. Gu with heavy eyes, and said unhappily.

"Do you think it's fair to hide Junting from me all these years?"