"Stop gathering here and let's eat." Mr. Qin stood up first and walked to the dining room.

The luxurious dining table in the Qin family's old house is a large round table that can accommodate more than ten people dining at the same time.

All the people from the eldest and second wives were present, and he unexpectedly recognized two little great-grandchildren. The old man was in a very good mood and took out all the fine wines he had collected in his wine cellar.

Qiao Zhixia looked at the rich delicacies on the table, and every dish was a masterpiece.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Steamed Grouper, Salt-Baked King Crab, Garlic Baby Green Dragon, Roasted Suckling Pig...

"I heard that your sister-in-law is still in college, studying financial management? I wonder what kind of business your family is in?" The speaker was Qin Jibo's wife Wang Shan.

She almost directly mocked Qiao Zhixia, saying that she had never seen such good things before, right?

"My family is a farming family in the countryside." Qiao Zhixia said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Puchi～～" Wang Shan and everyone else in the room couldn't help but sneer.

Shen Yiman, who was sitting next to Qin Jichen, looked really confused. "Sister-in-law's family is a farmer, shouldn't she go to an agricultural university? Why did she choose financial management? It's weird, isn't it?"

Qin Jibo took the food and wiped his mouth, his arrogant eyes always looking up, he pursed his lips and said contemptuously:

"This is the logic of some ignorant lower-class people. They think that they can become big bosses after studying financial management, so who cares if it's suitable for them? To put it bluntly, it's the vanity of the poor. If you are not from the same class but want to force yourself to fit in, it will only make things more embarrassing."

"Pah——" Qin Yunlang dropped the porcelain chopsticks in his hand, leaned lazily against the back of the chair, stretched out his arm to hold Qiao Zhixia's chair, looked at Qin Jibo coldly, and raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth:

"Qin Jibo, according to your logic, the most suitable profession for you now is the palace eunuch, right? Do you want to consider going to a museum to become a living corpse for people to see? Is it considered forced integration for a person who is missing a part to sit here?"

After hearing Qin Yunlang's blatant humiliation, Qin Ji Bo's facial muscles were shaking as he tried hard to suppress his anger.

His words to Qiao Zhixia were just like a few painless pokes with a toothpick, but Qin Yunlang directly launched a nuclear bomb at him, poking at his sore spot in front of the table full of people, trampling on his dignity as a man and crushing it.

If the old man hadn't been there, he would have overturned the table without hesitation.

But Qin Yunlang had no intention of stopping. He turned around and aimed his attack at Shen Yiman, and spoke mercilessly:

"You, didn't your parents teach you what manners are before you went to someone's house? Who do you think you are, criticizing the host at the dinner table?"

Qin Yunlang's eyes were cold, and his low voice revealed a suffocating pressure. Shen Yiman only took one look at his cold face and shrank to Qin Jichen's side in fear.

Qin Jichen was also frightened for a moment by Qin Yunlang's terrifying look.

In the years since Qin Yunlang entered the business world, he has been introverted most of the time, and rarely uses his aura to release intimidation like 꿷꽭.

He was even more gentlemanly towards women, and it was even more impossible for him to embarrass a woman like he was doing now.

But he just kept silent and asked for his life: "As a bassist, you can play the piano, but don't talk nonsense in front of others. Don't you know the principle of not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping? Don't come next time!"

"...I'm...I'm sorry." Shen Yiman was forced to tears by Qin Yunlang's series of lectures.

"Brother, have you ordered too much? Manman is just curious..."

"Shut up, everyone! Eat quietly, and get out of here!" The old man finally couldn't help but speak. He had thought that the whole family had finally gathered together to have a good meal, but he didn't expect it to be so noisy.

The atmosphere at the table instantly dropped to freezing point, and everyone was so frightened by Qin Yunlang and Lao Ye's sudden anger that they dared not speak.

Qiao Zhixia gently squeezed Qin Yunlang's hand that was on her chair to comfort her.

Qin Ji Bo's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to lose his temper again. He could only grit his teeth and keep this humiliation in his heart.

Shen Yiman was so frightened that her face turned pale. She snuggled up to Qin Jichen and didn't dare to raise her head.

Qin Jichen had a complicated expression. He was shocked that Qin Yunlang defended Qiao Zhixia, felt distressed that Shen Yiman was wronged, and was helpless about the control of this family dinner.

The old man sighed heavily. He knew Qin Yunlang's temper very well. Once he touched his bottom line, even Master Wang would not be able to persuade him. He glared at Qin Jibo, signaling him to be more restrained, and then turned to Qiao Zhixia, trying to speak in a gentle tone:

"Xiao Qiao, don't take it to heart. These kids are just ignorant. Don't mind it."

Qiao Zhixia smiled slightly, politely and gently: "Grandpa, I'm fine. I just hope that everyone can get along in harmony in the future. After all, we are all family."

Qin Yunlang smiled contentedly upon hearing this. He gently patted the back of Qiao Zhixia's hand, signaling her to rest assured. Then, he picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of fish belly and put it into Qiao Zhixia's bowl, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to drip water:

"Eat more, don't be hungry."

This move undoubtedly threw a stone into the hearts of the people, causing ripples.

Qin Jibo and the others looked at each other with mixed feelings. Qiao Zhixia felt warm in her heart and looked at Qin Yunlang gratefully. There was no need for them to say much, as they understood each other's minds.

After the meal, although the atmosphere was still awkward, at least nothing went wrong.

Qin Yunlang was busy peeling shrimps for Qiao Zhixia and picking crabs for his two sons, and he didn't pay any extra attention to others.

"You two little guys love eating crabs, huh?" The old man smiled kindly as he looked at his two great-grandsons who were busy eating without making any noise or being picky about food.

"Yes! They all like to eat seafood." Qiao Zhixia responded politely.

"Grandpa Zeng, let you have a taste, it's delicious." Yangzi said as he handed a whole crab leg from the bowl to the old man.

The old man seemed to be flattered and took the bowl quickly.

"Humph, my grandpa Zeng can't eat crabs." The one who said this was Leo who was sitting in the kitchen. As soon as he sat down at the table, he began to feel unhappy that Yibao and Yangzi had taken his original seat. In addition, he was pushed down by Yibao before, so he was full of hostility towards the two brothers.

Grandpa suffers from gout, so he cannot eat too much seafood, which is high in purine. He basically doesn't eat seafood at all. But this was brought to him by his great-grandson, so he ate it happily without any hesitation.

"Dad, your health..."

"It won't hurt to eat less." The old man didn't allow others to spoil the fun anymore.

Seeing that the grandfather made exceptions for the two children of the eldest wife many times, the younger wife could easily guess that the grandfather was fond of them. But who made the two children look more outstanding than his own children?

But being an heir to a wealthy family requires more than just good looks; IQ, EQ and financial intelligence are the most important.

Wang Shan, who had been holding back for a while, finally couldn't help it anymore. She glanced around the table and then looked at Qiao Zhixia with a smile.

She first praised the two little kids, and then quickly changed the subject and asked about their studies.

"Are these two children older than our Leo? Have they started receiving formal education? Which aristocratic school did they attend?"

Leo was secretly patted by his mother. He immediately stood up and challenged Yibao and Yangzi, "I can write and do arithmetic..."

The old man also attaches great importance to the cultivation of talents of the younger generation. Since his wife happened to mention this matter, he also wanted to know whether his two great-grandsons who were found halfway can compare with the carefully cultivated Leo?