Everyone knew this was coming...

"Originally, I was planning to hand some matters over to the government, but after thinking about it, I realized that things within our circle should be handled behind closed doors. If we're going to embarrass ourselves, we're going to do it in front of our own family. Do you think I'm right?"

Although no one knew what was going on, who could object to this? Even if they didn't get along normally, who would be so foolish as to offend someone at this moment?

Zhang Guoqing looked at everyone's approving expressions with secret satisfaction and said, "Next, let my wife say a few words."

Everyone was stunned by this unexpected turn of events, and then burst into laughter. Everyone knew how much Zhang Guoqing loved his wife, but they didn't expect him to bring her out for a stroll in such an occasion.

Of course, apart from most people, a few people have woken up from these thoughts amidst laughter. This matter should be related to the Zhou family. After all, Zhang Guoqing is the son-in-law, and some things are not easy to interfere with.

Fang Fei, standing by, suddenly perked up and stared quietly at Zhou Jiao as she stood up and walked out. He knew too well how powerful this woman was, and he wondered which idiot had offended her.

You have to know that since that year, he has never seen Zhou Jiao lose her temper again. She is always the gentle and kind little white rabbit hiding behind the crowd.

Master Wu looked down at the corner of his clothes that was grabbed by Fang Fei, frowned, then looked up at Zhou Jiao walking in the yard, with surprise in his eyes.

He looked at Fang Fei thoughtfully, seeing him staring at Zhou Jiao nervously. He then glanced at Zhang Guoqing, who looked composed, and smiled. Interesting, really interesting...

Zhou Jiao was holding a cup and slowly walked towards Liang Jiajun's table.

In full view of the crowd, she raised her wine glass to the four people, and her clear voice spread out: "Everyone, Zhou Jiao is being rude today. I will use water instead of tea. Please drink it first as a sign of respect."

"Sister, tell me quickly, what happened?"

"I'm scared to death. Which bastard did this bad thing? Come out now."

"Shh, don't make any noise."

Zhou Jiao ignored these words.

She continued walking towards Liang Jiajun's table, looked at him, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Liang, in front of so many brothers and sisters today, I want to ask you a question."

Liang Jiajun's heart had been pounding since she approached. When she spoke, his mind went blank. It was over. The Zhou family actually knew everything.

"How did my younger sister offend you?" Zhou Jiao, with a stern face, looked as imposing as a father, staring at the other person straight in the eye. "Is there anything that can't be dealt with in person?"

Liang Jiajun thought about it quickly and shook his hands repeatedly: "Sister, did you misunderstand? I dare not offend you even if I offend anyone else."

"You still haven't admitted it yet? Brother Liang, I'm very disappointed. When I saw the confession yesterday, I thought it was impossible. Who in our circle isn't straightforward?"

"You've had people digging up the Gu family compound for over a month. Is there any treasure? Are you going to dig up the Gu family's ancestral tomb next? You've even kidnapped and blackmailed my family, insisting on fabricating the claim of treasure?"

"Your Liang family calls yourselves a prestigious family, how dare you commit such petty theft? You openly maintain good relations with our Zhou family, yet secretly resort to all sorts of tricks. Is this what a prestigious family is? Is this the family tradition of your Liang family?"

Liang Jiajun was forced to stand up by her string of words and pointed his finger at Zhou Jiao: "Stop slandering me! What treasure? Would my Liang family be interested in that little bit of money from a dead person?"

Zhou Jiao had a cold expression and clapped twice. "Good, good, very good. Today I'll let everyone see if I, Zhou Jiao, am talking nonsense."

Liang Jiajun kicked the stool away and cursed as he turned around: "Madman! She is really crazy! I can't afford to offend her, but I can always avoid her!"

Zhou Jiao looked at his back coldly, "Those five people are in my hands, just take one step and see!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Jiajun immediately turned around and glared at her.

Zhou Jiao glanced at him, then looked at the five people being escorted over. She turned her head and gave him a sarcastic smile, "Do you want to confirm it again?"

Liang Jiajun had already seen these five people being pressed down by those in white and blue uniforms, and his face turned pale.

Zhou Jiao looked around at the silent crowd, sighed, and said with a sad expression: "These five people are biting each other, and you spent a lot of money to hire them to dig up the Gu family treasure.

Honestly, I didn't really care. There wasn't any Gu family treasure. My grandmother personally donated such a large sum, so anyone with a brain could guess what was going on.

If you, the Liang family, want to dig, go ahead. Actually, if you just say something, I'll even help. How big of a deal is this? Why do you have to do it in the middle of the night?

Is your Liang family short of money?

No family in this city needs money, not your Liang family. No one knows how much wealth you've accumulated over generations. Not counting your ancestors, but starting from your great-grandfather's generation, have you really donated it all?

No matter how greedy you are, I can't control you, but you shouldn't do such evil things. On the surface, you're smiling and interacting with our family, but secretly you're not only hiring people to poach the Gu family, you're also sending people to contact Jiang Jiangyu, the daughter-in-law of the Lin family, in an attempt to fabricate false charges and frame our Zhou family.

I want to ask you, if my Zhou family falls, will the next step be to imprison my entire family and torture them to reveal the so-called Gu family treasure?

Isn't the wealth accumulated during the Ming Dynasty enough for your Liang family to enjoy prosperity and wealth?"

Having said these words, how could Liang Jiajun not know how to refute it?

He shouted incoherently, excitedly, "False accusations! False accusations against our Liang family! How can you be so cruel? You, the Zhou family, are guilty as thieves, crying thief. Don't think that just because your father is in such high position, you can frame us at will."

Zhou Jiao frowned and shook her head: "My dad has a high status? Are you kidding me? Even a big shot like your aunt doesn't dare to say that she has a high status."

After saying that, she looked at his almost crazy expression, and then glanced at the people who were enjoying the show. She suddenly felt bored. Why bother?

He waved his hand and took the bag from the waiter beside him. He held up the letter and five confessions inside and shook them towards Liang Jiajun.

"Considering the friendship between the Zhou and Liang families, I chose to handle this matter within the circle this time. If it happens again, don't blame me for playing with the net to the death."

Liang Jiajun was furious. With so many people gathered today, what was the difference between those in the circle and those outside it?

"That's all for now. I'll leave these five men to you to take back and deal with. Of course, just in case, I'll have to keep their statements.

Today's meal will serve as your apology. Brother Liang, for the sake of our past friendship, I want to give you a piece of advice. Cherish the good days ahead!

Fang Fei looked at Zhou Jiao in surprise. This seemed a bit anticlimactic, not in line with her personality. He subconsciously looked at Zhang Guoqing.

By this time, Zhang Guoqing had stood up, saying something polite like "disrespectful" and saying goodbye to everyone while walking towards his wife.

Mr. Wu and his companions looked at each other, smiled meaningfully, and quickly followed the couple out of the private hotel.

Fang Fei followed their footsteps for a while, then turned to look at Liang Jiajun, who was kicking a stool in the yard, and shook his head secretly. This idiot still had the mood to lose his temper!

Today's depth charges were thrown, and as their children returned home to report, the sea suddenly became calm, while the turbulent currents and undercurrents underneath gathered together, waiting for the day when the wind and clouds would rise.

Some learn from this, others make fresh plans. Men die for money, birds for food. There are always those who, driven by fame and gain, take the course of history.