As soon as Zhou Jianwei left the office, he saw a woman in her forties and fifties walking in. She saw her hair tall and her face as full moon. She was wrapped in a cheongsam and her eyes were fascinating. She was Zhou Jiyao's second wife, Jiang Biyun.

"Ye, what's wrong with the father and son? I heard it outside because the sound is loud." Jiang Biyun walked over and sat down on a sofa, took out the makeup box to make up, and said as if he was casually.

Zhou Jiyao looked at his wife, then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with hatred: "I'm so angry."

While wearing this lipstick, Jiang Biyun said casually: "What? Did he say anything rude?"

Zhou Jiyao came over and sat next to his wife, lit a cigarette, and snorted, "It's not because of the gossip outside that this beast was clamoring to go to the hospital for a father-son test with me."

Jiang Biyun glanced at her husband and said, "Then you go, if the matter is clear, no one will gossip." After a pause, he said, "If this matter is not clear, I think you will always feel a knot in your heart."

Zhou Jiyao scolded: "You woman knows nothing. First of all, I can't afford to lose this person. The father and son went to the hospital for paternity tests. This is explosive news. Besides, if it is found that he was the child born to that bitch with another man, can I still kill him?"

Jiang Biyun turned his head to look at her husband, reached out to touch his shoulder, and said slowly: "Even if he is not your biological son, you have raised him. At least he can be considered half a son. Why do you have to be so entangled? In fact, haven't you always regarded Xiaohu as your own grandson?"

After saying that, he sighed and said, "But I can understand your feelings. After all, facing reality is painful. This is called deep responsibility and deep love. I know that although you hate Tang Yang in your heart, you only hate her cheating.

In fact, you may not be able to forget her deep down in your heart until today. Otherwise, how could you be cold and warm to Jianwei? To put it bluntly, your heart is full of contradictions."

Zhou Jiyao sat there thinking for a while, waved his hand and said, "I'm wondering if you don't talk about these old grains. Why did you come today? Didn't you say that Yu Bing came back from abroad?"

Jiang Biyun said angrily: "Can't I come out to relax? Not only Yu Bing is back, but Er Yatou and San Yatou are also back. I'm here to ask you if Xiao Hu is kidnapped or not. I don't think it can be hidden from them. Yu Bing said that he asked Jianwei and Tang Wan to bring Xiao Hu to his house for dinner tonight. What should I say then?"

Zhou Jiyao waved his hand and said, "It's okay to tell them, just go out and don't talk nonsense. It needs to be kept confidential at the moment. However, Tang Wan may not be able to come. Jianwei is ready to divorce her."

Jiang Biyun said with a look of surprise: "Divorce, where does this start? Why is it going to divorce suddenly? This little tiger has not yet..."

Zhou Jiyao interrupted his wife and said in annoyance: "Let them go, it's not a child. You can do whatever you want. From now on, I'm too lazy to care."

Jiang Biyun was silent for a while and sighed, "Jianwei is really not worry-free."

Zhou Jiyao stared at his wife and said, "How many years older are you than Jianwei? Why can you call the word "child"?

Jiang Biyun said angrily: "No matter how old I am, I am his mother. It is his business to recognize him or not. However, this is too sudden. How can we just say divorce? Is marriage a joke? How can Xiaohu tell him when he comes back?"

Zhou Jiyao said angrily: "So I said he is a beast. Now he dares to challenge me. I don't know how much he has. If he really doesn't work, he will be disappointed for a while and let him wake up."

Jiang Biyun said with a worried look: "Jianwei is already in his thirties and has become a father. You can no longer treat him as a child. What do you think in your heart? Why don't you give him a clear explanation.

To be honest, your three daughters are now adults, and you are getting older and older. You can’t be so busy forever, why can’t you let the children have more…”

Before Jiang Biyun could finish his words, Zhou Jiyao stood up from the sofa and stared at her and asked, "What? Do you mean I am old? I just scolded Jianwei, would you also come to talk to me about the inheritance right?"

Jiang Biyun seemed not afraid of Zhou Jiyao and said angrily: "Why are you doing such a big temper? At least you have to let me finish your words. No matter how domineering you are, don't you even have to say anything?"

Zhou Jiyao had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "Okay, if you have anything to say when you go home tonight, I still have a lot of things here, I don't have time to listen to your longing."

Jiang Biyun packed up his bag, stood up and said, "Okay, we are all waiting for you at home tonight. If we can come back, we will see it ourselves." After that, he twisted his butt and went out.

Zhou Jiyao did not live in the wealthy district of Nanzhao City. He liked quietness. When he married his first wife, Tang Yang, he bought a thorny and reptile-infested island in the Nanjiang River at a very cheap price.

Then the first villa was built on it as his and Tang Yang's love nest. Later, seven villas were developed and sold to the rich people in the city.

Every night, I see the lights in the middle of the river flashing like a boat. When the fog is filled, it is like a little ghost fire floating around. Over time, these eight villas have become a scene in Nanzhao City, and are called "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" by the people, and it seems to be teasing.

However, although Zhou Jiyao later developed many villa groups in other places in Nanzhao City, and his architectural style, construction materials and luxury were far superior to his residence on the island, he had never planned to move.

After Jiang Biyun married him, she had a quarrel about moving for a while. After all, this was the place where Tang Yang lived, and even if she wanted to make a good fortune, she could not live here. But Zhou Jiyao said one thing that made her give up.

"I will die in this house even if I die. You want to move, and I will talk about it later when I die."

At 7:30 pm, Zhou Jiyao returned home. As soon as he got out of the car, his three daughters ran out of the house like a group of magpies, shouting happily and pounced on him to hug his father. Only Zhou Jianwei and a 22 or 23-year-old beauty stood at the door and looked at him.

Although Zhou Jianwei was scolded by his father in the afternoon, he should have temporarily avoided the limelight tonight. At least he had to wait until his father's anger faded before meeting him. However, after receiving a call from his eldest sister Zhou Yubing, he still came.

In his opinion, a real man can bend and stretch. If he can't stand this grievance, how can he accomplish great things in the future? Besides, he understands his father's temperament. The more he avoids him, the less he looks down on himself. At least he has to let him see his courage. Of course, this kind of courage may also be interpreted as shameless by his father.

"Look, who is this little beauty?" Zhou Jiyao had long noticed his son and the little beauty standing at the door, but he deliberately ignored his son and smiled at the girl.

Zhou Jiyao's youngest daughter Zhou Lin said coquettishly: "Dad, you are too fond of your sex, right? This is my classmate Ouyang Juan. I have been at home several times, why can't I remember every time I meet?"

Jiang Biyun happened to come over and smiled and said, "Strictly speaking, Xiaojuan and us are still relatives."

Zhou Jiyao said in surprise: "Relative? Are you a relative of your family?"

Jiang Biyun gave her husband a blank look and said angrily: "All the people in my family are dead, where do you get relatives?" After pausing, he said: "Ouyang Yunsu is an older brother, but unfortunately he died a little earlier. Xiaojuan is the daughter of Ouyang Yunsu's brother and second wife, and Ouyang Yunsu's niece. Do you understand now? Whose relative do you think Xiaojuan is?"

Zhou Lin shouted, "Oh, are you upset? What relatives are not relatives? Xiaojuan is my best classmate anyway. By the way, Dad, we both have to intern in the headquarters."

Zhou Jiyao sighed after hearing this: "Logically speaking, Yunsu's niece is a very close relative to us. It may be that the threshold for our Zhou family is too high. I didn't expect that we had never met. If Xiaolin and her were classmates, we wouldn't even know that there was such a relative."

Zhou Lin smiled and said, "Dad, this is what the people who meet will meet again."

Zhou Jiyao's second daughter Zhou Yuting was hard to speak, so she couldn't help but say loudly: "Oh, don't make a noise, mom said, dad has a major news to be released tonight."

The food was already set up. After the family was seated, Zhou Jiyao coughed and said, "You have also seen that there were two missing people on the dining table today, one was Xiaohu and the other was Wan'er. This means that two things happened in our family, and they were all major events."

Seeing his father's serious look, the three daughters never dared to tease him anymore. Including Ouyang Juan, they also put away their smiles. Only Jiang Biyun and Zhou Jianwei looked expressionless and calm.

Zhou Jiyao continued: "Just five days ago, Xiaohu was kidnapped. There is no news about the kidnappers yet. However, I have sent someone to search for it day and night. I believe that sooner or later, Xiao Xu will be found back."

The table was quiet for a while, and the three girls looked at me, and I looked at you, and then it was like a sensation. The eldest daughter Zhou Yubing complained to her parents: "What happened to such a big thing at home? You have been filling us until now?"

The second daughter Zhou Yuting covered her mouth and said in a silence: "God, it's so terrible. Even the five-year-old child was kidnapped. Dad, who did it?"

The youngest daughter Zhou Lin jumped up and said loudly: "No wonder, no wonder, actually I had a premonition, it seems that just a few days ago, I dreamed of Xiaohu.

My voice was hoarse, but this little guy just ignored me and kept running forward. Later, he could no longer see it. Unexpectedly, this was a sign."

Zhou Jiyao frowned, reached out to slapped the table, and shouted, "What's the noise? Don't yell."
Chapter completed!