Jiang Yicheng tugged at Zhao Rong's arm and called out "Mom" in a trembling voice filled with fear.

Zhao Rong glanced at Jiang Yuan timidly, obviously not daring to refute. She said to Jiang Yicheng, "Yicheng, listen to your father. Stand up and apologize to your sister-in-law and Brother Song Ming, and this matter will be over."

Song Shengsheng and Song Ming exchanged a tacit glance, and Song Ming smiled knowingly, "Oh, Uncle Jiang, you're really serious! Who doesn't have a rebellious period during adolescence? When I was Yicheng's age, I was even more rebellious than him and got into more trouble. Every time my parents were angry and wanted to beat me, it was only because of the tolerance and care of my uncles that they were able to avoid the beating. I've been there myself, and I understand. Yicheng doesn't need to apologize."

Song Shengsheng touched Wang Jing's arm, and Wang Jing said, "That's right, a child this age has strong self-esteem. If he knows he's wrong, he just needs to not do it again next time. As adults, we shouldn't embarrass him in front of so many people."

Song Qing also spoke at the right time: "Old Jiang, it's almost done. Children have to stumble and fall on their own to grow up." He stood up and took Jiang Yuan's arm: "Come on, I'll ask the kitchen to make a few new dishes and ask the housekeeper to go to the wine cellar and get some good wine from my collection. Let's have a nice drink today."

Song Ming also hurried forward and greeted him warmly: "That's right! Uncle Jiang, it's been a while since you and my dad have seen each other. If you're here, you're a guest. Don't leave until you're drunk!"

Jiang Yuan turned around and glared at Zhao Rong and Jiang Yicheng again, then stood up, put on a smiling face, and followed Song Qing and Song Ming to the restaurant.

As soon as they left, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became much more relaxed. Wang Jing poured herself a cup of tea and glanced at Zhao Rong's cup. Seeing that the tea in her cup had not been touched, she stopped paying attention.

After sitting there awkwardly for a while, Zhao Rong looked at the jade bracelet on Wang Jing's wrist, which was very watery. She smiled ingratiatingly and praised, "Mother-in-law, your bracelet is in really good condition. I saw a similar one at an auction before, but it wasn't as transparent as yours."

Wang Jing touched the bracelet on her wrist and looked at Song Shengsheng with kindness and pride. "This was given to me by Yi Yu not long ago. He knows I like these things, so over the years, whenever he comes across something nice, he buys it back to honor me. I always say that it's not easy for children to earn money. It hurts to see them spend these five, six, seven, or eight-digit sums. But do you know what our Yi Yu said?"

Zhao Rong's expression froze completely, but she couldn't help but keep smiling: "Say...what?"

Wang Jing took Song Shengsheng's hand and patted it: "Yi Yu said that he and Shengsheng are husband and wife, and their biological mother died young, so he treated me as his biological mother and was filial to me. This is also considered filial piety, making up for the regret of a child wanting to support his parents but not being able to do so. I understand the child's heart very well, so I accepted it and treated him better than I treat my own son. I really love Yi Yu as a son-in-law. A son-in-law is also half a son, so everything is good."

Zhao Rong glanced at Song Shengsheng and said, "Shengsheng and Yiyu are indeed a good match. They are quite good."

After sitting there awkwardly for a while, Song Shengsheng made an excuse that she had something to do and left the living room. She returned to the bedroom and stood on the balcony to call Jiang Yiyu.

On the other end of the line, Jiang Yiyu seemed unbusy. After a few rings, he answered: "Hello, dear, what's wrong? You're calling me at this hour. What's going on?"

Song Shengsheng: "Jiang Yuan brought Zhao Rong and Jiang Yicheng to my house. Isn't that interesting? He just asked Jiang Yicheng to apologize to me and my brother, saying that Jiang Yicheng got into the police station because of his gang activities and caused us trouble, so he had to apologize. According to his reasoning, after Jiang Yicheng apologizes to us, do I have to apologize to Zhao Rong as well?"

Jiang Yiyu was silent for a moment and said, "Ignore them."

Song Shengsheng: "I ignored it. My brother is smart, he figured it out, so he worked with my parents to get over it. How ridiculous! I thought Uncle Jiang was so smart, but he came to my house to pick on me when he was in trouble."

Jiang Yiyu sighed, "I told you a long time ago, don't overestimate him." As he was speaking, Song Shengsheng heard Xiao Chen's voice: "Brother, the director is calling you."

Jiang Yiyu hummed and continued to say to Song Shengsheng, "Since I'm not around, try to have as little contact with them as possible. If anything happens, wait until I get back. If they make trouble again, let Song Ming take the lead. In any case, don't rush forward and don't get yourself angry. Remember?"

"Um."

"That's fine, just remember it. I can't delay any longer, so I'll hang up first."

"Um."

After a while, Song Shengsheng asked, "Aren't you going to hang up?"

Jiang Yiyu sighed helplessly: "But you haven't said you miss me yet."

Song Shengsheng smiled and lowered his head, tapping the paint on the handrail and whispered, "I miss you."

"Me too."

Jiang Yiyu hung up the phone only after she hung up.

The Jiang Yuan family didn't leave until after dinner. After they left, Song Ming immediately stopped smiling.

He walked back to the restaurant and picked up the bottle of wine they had just drunk from the table. He felt very distressed: "Dad, I said I would open this bottle of wine during the Chinese New Year, but you just couldn't bear to give it to me. Now it's all gone to waste. Tell me, why did you give such good wine to Uncle Jiang?"

Song Qing patted his shoulder and sat down at the table: "Look at you being so stingy. Your Uncle Jiang has also seen the world. If we treat him with ordinary wine, who knows what kind of rumors will be made about us later. Go, call Shengsheng over to me. I have something to ask her."

Song Ming responded, ran to the living room and called Song Shengsheng.

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