"Hello, Grandpa." Qu Zibin bowed his head slightly, his attitude respectful. He was eighteen years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, and a height of 1.77 meters. In an era when malnutrition was common, he was considered a handsome man.

Through Qu Hui's relationship, Qu Zibin entered the Peking University School of Classical Literature. He wore a white shirt and black pants as a student, looking quite like a scholar.

Mr. Wen sat there as steady as a mountain and did not respond.

"Dad, Hongxia and her husband loved each other and respected each other. Ningning was also very well behaved and sensible. It is so painful that they are gone so suddenly."

Qu Hui looked sad, tears flashing in his eyes, "Dad, your parents died young, and now you're left with no wife and daughter overnight. You're all alone, and your brother passed away due to illness, and your sister-in-law went back to her parents' home. You and Zibin are all alone, so you adopted him to Ming's house. I think Hongxia and Ningning's spirits in heaven wouldn't mind, they also want to see you have someone to take care of you and see you off to the end of your life."

"Dad, you won't disagree, right?"

When the names of Wen Hongxia and Qu Ningning were mentioned, Mr. Wen's face darkened, and he tried hard to suppress his anger, as well as a hint of embarrassment.

Among those who came over the next day, several were military officers who participated in the investigation of Ling Feng's family.

Zheng Jie's confession was that she killed Wen Hongxia and Qu Ningning because Wen Hongxia had an affair with Ling Feng and gave birth to Qu Ningning. She couldn't swallow this grievance, so she killed them impulsively and passionately.

This is a family scandal. Old Wen thinks that he has not educated his daughter well. But now Qu Hui openly says that he and Wen Hongxia treat each other with respect and have a good relationship. People who know the situation will only find it ironic.

"Comrade Qu Hui, you don't need 놖's consent to recognize anyone as your son. 놖 won't care."

Elder Wen said coldly: "Today is a good day for you to adopt Xinyue as your granddaughter. If you have nothing to do, please do as you please."

"Dad, Hongxia never divorced me until she passed away. I am still married to her, and I will never get married again. So you will always be my father-in-law. I lost my father when I was in my teens, and after you married Hongxia, you treated me like your own son. After so many years, I have always treated you as my own father. Dad."

Qu Hui's eyes were filled with tears. "Now that Hongxia and Ningning are gone, I will take care of you and Mingxuan. When you are older, there is Zibin. He is well-educated and is now a representative of outstanding students of Peking University. Xuanbao will definitely be taken care of by him in the future, which is better than a foreigner."

After Qu Hui finished speaking, he glanced at Zhan Xinyue and Sheng Tunan without leaving a trace, and his meaning was very obvious, that the two of them were outsiders.

"Haha." Mr. Wen laughed.

"Qu Hui, if you weren't called yesterday, you shouldn't have come." Wen Lao said coldly, "I'll save your face. Family matters are not to be discussed here. Take your son to the conference room."

"Dad, is there anything we can't talk about here?" Qu Hui didn't leave.

He thought that Wen Lao was leaving now because he was afraid that he would tell the story of Wen Hongxia and Ling Feng's affair. Although many people in the compound already knew about it, it was not made public. If it was, Wen Lao's reputation would be ruined.

Qu Hui wanted to use this to control his father-in-law and force him to recognize Qu Zibin as his grandson. Mr. Wen was very powerful, and he didn't want Zhan Xinyue to take advantage of him alone!

"Captain Qu, you always say that you treat grandpa as your own father, but why don't you listen to what he says? Is this what a son should do?" Zhan Xinyue asked politely.

"놖 is talking to 놖's dad, is it your turn to interrupt?" Qu Hui glared at him.

"Qu Hui, Xinyue is your granddaughter. Please be respectful." Mr. Wen knocked heavily on the table.

"Captain Qu, I'm sorry." Sheng Tunan didn't bother to say anything else. He just stood up and winked at Shen Zhiyan.

Shen Zhiyan was stunned. Zhan Xin said to him, "Go and take Qu Zibin to the conference room."

"Okay." The old man stood up.

Sheng Tunan escorted Qu Hui, and Shen Zhiyan escorted Qu Zibin to the conference room. The two wanted to resist at first, but Sheng Tunan and Shen Zhiyan were both top-level soldiers, and they were no match at all.

Sheng Tunan and Shen Zhiyan escorted Qu Hui and Qu Zibin to the conference room next door in a humiliating manner, like escorting prisoners.

In the banquet hall, Mr. Wen stood up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all. Comrades, please take a look at the menu first. Let the waiter serve the food first. You can eat directly when you come back."

"Mr. Wen, please go ahead and do your work. We'll be waiting for you." Several people who had a good relationship with Mr. Wen said immediately.

"Xinyue, you go with me." said Mr. Wen.

Zhan Xinyue nodded, followed Mr. Wen obediently, and went to the conference hall together.

As soon as the two of them left, some people who were visiting for the first time started to look through the menu at the Minda Hall.

The menu has a red cover with gold-plated fonts, which looks very high-end.

After opening it, the names of dishes from Japan were written inside.

"Welcome cold dishes, six kinds of vegetables, sweet bamboo shoot and shrimp dumpling soup. Buddha jumps over the wall, dry steamed beef, black bean oil suckling pigeon, scallion oil bamboo shoots, Shunde fish soup, pickled cabbage rice noodles, clear soup chicken tofu soup, abalone, curry shrimp balls, chestnut yellow cabbage, steamed sea bass, whole lamb soup, Cantonese beef, soft eel, squirrel mandarin fish, boiled cabbage, Gongbao chicken, tofu, roast duck, Longjing shrimp, Yangzhou lion head, Dongbo meat, lotus chicken slices."

An older man unconsciously read out the menu. He was the great-nephew of Old Man Wen and worked in a printing factory. It was his first time to come to the Great Hall that day. Seeing so many delicious dishes, he whispered to his parents beside him, "Dad, Mom, these dishes are delicious just by looking at the names. They are all light."

"But these last few dishes look really spicy."

"Where?" His mother was presbyopic and forgot to wear her glasses when she went out one day.

"Braised shark's fin, steamed cured meat, blood duck, chopped pepper fish head, flavored snake meat, spicy chicken." The guy read out the names of the dishes.