Song Yunzheng sneered, "I answered this question to you twenty years ago. Kneeling in the snow all night was enough to show my attitude. I have no interest in your company whatsoever."
“We share the same blood. The Zhou family is the culmination of my life’s work, and it stands shoulder to shoulder with the Shen family in Sunan City. Only you are qualified to inherit it!”
“Zhou Shengnan shares the same blood as you.”
“She’s not good enough!” Zhou Shirong answered decisively.
"Just because she's a girl?"
“Yes!” Zhou Shirong still felt he was right.
"Have you forgotten that thirty years ago, it was you who took the initiative to sever your father-daughter relationship with my mother? In all these decades, have you ever greeted her once? What right do you have to order her son around to do things for you now?"
Song Yunzheng's eyes were cold and his tone was chilling.
"Song Yunzheng!" Zhou Shirong was furious, his cloudy eyes staring straight at him, his facial muscles trembling with excitement.
"You truly deserve to be the successor I've chosen. You have courage and determination. You are exceptionally talented in both politics and business. Song Xinian's ability to maintain his current position is largely due to your efforts. Your father's methods are not even one ten-thousandth as ruthless as yours."
"However, I do know some of your methods. You use your powerful connections to manipulate people, abuse your power, and skirt the edges of the law. You have a large network of lawyers behind you who can get you the results you want without facing legal consequences..."
Zhou Shirong picked up the cup of chrysanthemum tea he was dissatisfied with on the table, blew on it, and then put it down. "Yunzheng, why can't we cooperate and achieve a win-win situation?"
Despite Zhou Shirong's constantly changing expression, Song Yunzheng remained calm and composed, showing no emotional fluctuations, as if listening to something insignificant.
"After all these years, aren't you tired? When you try to negotiate with me, what are your bargaining chips? Those little-known rumors that nobody cares about?"
The businessman's attempt to fight against the man who had once brought down a group of officials was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree—it seemed utterly ridiculous to him.
Song Yunzheng's nonchalant and indifferent demeanor made Zhou Shirong uneasy, but he still pretended to be calm and shifted his gaze to Lin Yue.
"Everyone says that Young Master Song's darling is a young girl who hasn't even graduated from university yet. Looking at it today, it's really true. You can't even bear to ask her to make you a cup of tea. It's fine to love your wife, but exposing your weakness like this is like a sharp knife that can be used to stab you by those who are wary of you..."
Tang Shiting had said something similar to him.
Song Yunzheng's eyes flickered for half a second, then he said coldly, "My affairs are none of your business. Besides, my surname is Song, not Zhou. Your family's affairs have nothing to do with me. Please stop bothering my life. You think you can use me to help the Zhou family rise to the top? Dream on!"
Zhou Shirong was furious. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up, yelling, "You bastard! Say that again!"
"From the moment you severed ties, the Zhou family's affairs have nothing to do with the Song family. I have no obligation to manage a company for someone else! I can say it a hundred times and it still doesn't make sense!"
Enraged, Zhou Shirong grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it on the ground with a loud bang. The teacup shattered into pieces, and boiling water spilled all over the floor.
Lin Yue was accidentally splashed with boiling water, cried out in pain, and stepped back while clutching her arm.
Song Yunzheng hurriedly pulled her to the bathroom, turned on the tap and kept rinsing the scalded area for three minutes.
Heaving heavy breathing came from above, and Lin Yue could sense that he was trying his best to suppress his anger.
She comforted him softly, "Honey, I'm fine, don't worry, some ointment will do the trick."
"You stay in the shower a little longer, don't come out."
Upon arriving in the living room, Song Yunzheng's arm veins were bulging. He already felt a deep aversion to his sudden visit, and now that he had burned Lin Yue's hand, he had no patience to say another word to him.
"I was going to let you go, but now I take back that decision!"
“You…” Zhou Shirong’s raised hand trembled uncontrollably. John, the assistant at the door, saw this and quickly came over to comfort him, “Sir, don’t be angry, take care of yourself.”
Zhou Shirong gasped for breath, his finger trembling as he pointed at him, trying to speak but unable to utter a single word.
Song Yunzheng walked to the entrance hall, opened the door, and said, "Please come in."
Before leaving, Assistant John looked at Song Yunzheng with a respectful yet assertive attitude and said, "Mr. Song, as the butler, it may not be appropriate for me to say these things, but I still have to say that the master's health has deteriorated a lot. Please bear with him, Mr. Song. After all, he is your maternal grandfather, a blood relative."
Lin Yue came out of the restroom and said politely to John, "We understand, thank you."
"No, it was John who was too talkative." After saying that, he helped Zhou Shirong, who was still panting heavily, away.
Lin Yue turned around and looked at Song Yunzheng. She saw that his lips were pursed tightly and his knuckles were white from clenching his fist. She had just grasped his hand when he pulled her into his arms.
Suddenly remembering her burn, he quickly took her to the bedroom and applied medicine to her wound.
His eyes were full of tenderness as he gently applied the medicine, blowing on it occasionally to ask, "Does it hurt?"
Lin Yue shook her head. "It doesn't hurt."
"How could it not hurt? It's so red and swollen."
The cool touch on her arm did relieve a lot of the pain. She looked at him closely, at his furrowed brows, which held a deep and unyielding sorrow.
She has been troubled by the changes brought about by her family, both in the past and now. Since marrying Song Yunzheng, he has always protected her very well, as have his family members, who are all very, very good people.
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