Zhou Zhiyuan's face was ugly, his son told him that he died many years ago, no one would be able to accept it.

As soon as he was about to speak, the old man shouted angrily: "Shut up! If you didn't fulfill your responsibility as a father, would Beishen have such deep complaints against you?"

Zhou Zhiyuan's face was sullen, and he restrained himself a little in front of the old man, "Dad, things were very complicated back then, and there was nothing I could do about it."

"No way?" Zhou Beishen seemed to have heard some joke, "What is it that can make you abandon your wife?"

"I..." Zhou Zhiyuan opened his mouth, but didn't say anything for a while.

"You come back now, where is that woman? Don't care?" Zhou Beishen felt ridiculous.

"She passed away." Zhou Zhiyuan sighed, with reluctance in his eyes.

Zhou Beishen's eyes were really hateful for him like this, "She passed away, so you came back? You really have an unusually thick skin!"

"Zhou Beishen!" Zhou Zhiyuan roared, "I am your father!"

Zhou Bei was cold, he didn't pay attention at all, "My father died a long time ago."

He would not recognize the person in front of him, he just felt disgusted.

Seeing that the father and son were about to quarrel, the old man coughed twice and interrupted them, "Okay, Beishen, I know you have resentment against your father, but now he is willing to come back and make up for it, you should give him a chance."

"Chance? Yes." Zhou Bei smiled deeply, with hatred hidden in his eyes: "Unless he can bring my mother back to life, I will give him a chance."

"Zhou Beishen, don't go too far!" Zhou Zhiyuan looked at the son in front of him, and was shocked to realize that he hadn't seen him for many years, and that little kid back then had grown up and was no longer under his control.

"Whether you recognize it or not, I'm still your father and the chairman of the Zhou Group!" He said coldly.

That's right, even though Zhou Zhiyuan is not around these years, the position of chairman of the Zhou Group has always been reserved for him.

Of course, this was not what Zhou Beishen meant, but what the old man meant.

Don't look at him scolding Zhou Zhiyuan, but in his heart, he also cares about this son. After all, he is the only son, so he doesn't want to.

Zhou Beishen didn't care before because he thought Zhou Zhiyuan would never come back.

But now that he came back suddenly and continued to serve as the chairman, Zhou Beishen's face was naturally very ugly.

He looked at the old man with a sullen face: "Grandpa, do you really want to do this?"

"Beishen, give your father a chance to reform himself," the old man said.

Zhou Beishen sneered, glanced at Zhou Zhiyuan, turned and prepared to leave: "Since you chose him, so be it."

"Beishen..." The old man called him, but Zhou Beishen left without looking back.

Zhou Zhiyuan didn't care, he said to the old man: "You don't need to worry, he will figure it out after a long time."

"Hmph!" The old man snorted coldly, very dissatisfied, "I have no objection if you want to come back, but if you dare to do anything to Beishen, don't blame me for not loving father and son!"

In his opinion, although his son was important, he had watched Zhou Beishen grow up and had been by his side all these years, so the relationship was naturally extremely close. He would never allow Zhou Zhiyuan to be unfavorable to Zhou Beishen.

Zhou Zhiyuan smiled, "Don't worry, he is my son, what can I do to him?"

"Also, you don't need to interfere with Beishen and Jiang Wan's affairs," the old man said.

This made Zhou Zhiyuan dissatisfied, but he didn't say it: "Don't worry, I know what to do."

I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup that woman named Jiang Wan gave these two grandchildren, but she was able to agree to let her, an ordinary woman, marry into the Zhou family.

Fortunately, he came back in time, otherwise he would have to make this mistake a second time.