After Song Jiayin finished dinner, she did not want to stay at the table with Gong Xuezhen and her mother to discuss about the Family Dinner. She thought that it would be better to find a reason to leave the living room.

Song Jiayin didn't understand. It was obvious that Wu Zihao had been trying to hurt him all along, and almost became stronger the last time. But as his mother, Gong Xuezhen didn't blame him for his irreparable mistake and instead joined hands to hurt herself. Why did Grandpa still have to forgive them for continuing to indulge them? What made her even more confused was that even Gong Yichen did not say anything.

Song Jiayin was very disappointed. Maybe she was just an outsider. Gong Xuezhen was grandfather's biological granddaughter, and Wu Zihao was grandfather's great-grandson. As for him, although grandfather rather liked him, but he couldn't compare to his own family, right?

But Gong Yichen? This person, who was the only one he could rely on in the Gong Family, had actually also tacitly approved of their actions. Did he not care that he was almost insulted and hurt his all the time?

The more Song Jiayin thought about it, the more upset she felt. Her eyes were filled with tears, which then blurred her vision. Song Jiayin hurriedly lowered her head and used her hands to wipe her tears. Then, she pretended to say, "Grandfather, I'm a bit tired. I want to go back to my room to rest."

Gong Yichen lowered his head and looked at Song Jiayin, and said gently: "What's wrong?"

Song Jiayin lowered her hand and looked up at him, saying, "It's fine, it's just that my eyes are sore and I want to sleep."

Gong Yichen looked at Song Jiayin's slightly red eyes and felt her heart ache.

"I've also been tired for the entire day, hurry up and wash up." Grandfather slightly nodded in agreement.

On the other hand, Gong Xuezhen rolled her eyes at Song Jiayin and said sourly: "Oh, so tired. Jia Yin, you didn't do much today right? "Why are you sleepy so early? Grandfather isn't tired yet …"

Wu Zihao secretly pushed at Gong Xuezhen with his hands. His heart ached when he saw the listless Song Jiayin, wishing that he could hug her in his arms and comfort her. Hearing his mother say this, Wu Zihao felt a little unhappy.

Gong Xuezhen secretly twisted Wu Zihao under the table. She really didn't know why her son liked Song Jiayin so much and wanted to obtain her.

"Good night everyone." Song Jiayin did not pay attention to Gong Xuezhen. Seeing his grandfather trying his best to force out a smile, he slowly walked up the stairs from the table.

Gong Yichen knew that Song Jiayin felt aggrieved in her heart, which was why she wanted to hide in her room by herself. Gong Yichen felt that since Song Jiayin had left, there was nothing left for him to do. With Gong Xuezhen and her son to manage the family banquet, there was no need for him to do anything.

"Grandfather, you and elder sister can continue discussing. I'll head back to my room as well. You should rest early." After greeting his grandfather, Gong Yichen also left the table and followed Song Jiayin at a leisurely pace.

Song Jiayin turned her head to look at Gong Yichen who was silently following behind him. She was a little surprised and wanted to say something, but she hesitated. Gong Yichen smiled gently towards Song Jiayin, but did not say anything.

Song Jiayin did not have any expression on her face, and continued to walk up the stairs.

Wu Zihao, who was sitting at the table, turned his head and watched Song Jiayin and Gong Yichen walk up the stairs one after the other. He couldn't help but clench his fists, secretly clenching his teeth, veins popping out from his forehead as he glared at them.

Wu Zihao secretly cursed himself for nearly getting it last time, just a little more. If the last time he was here, Song Jiayin was still one of his own. He wanted to see if Gong Yichen would still ignore her past grudges and hold her in his hands like this.

Wu Zihao thought about how Gong Yichen had been helping Song Jiayin with the dishes at the table and how he talked to her softly. He was so jealous that he went crazy.

Why was he the one accompanying Song Jiayin? On what basis was the one picking up food for Song Jiayin? Why would he be the one to kiss and hug Song Jiayin every night? All of these were obviously done by Wu Zihao, since Song Jiayin was his!

Thinking of this, Wu Zihao secretly swore in his heart that one day, he would snatch Song Jiayin away from Gong Yichen's side. He would make love to Song Jiayin gently in front of him and let Gong Yichen have a taste of his current pain.

"Zi Hao, Zi Hao!" Gong Xuezhen strongly pushed Wu Zihao.

"En..." "Hmm?" Wu Zihao suddenly came back to reality and realised that he had been staring at the empty stairs blankly for a long time. He quickly turned to look at the old man.

The old man knew that Wu Zihao still hadn't given up his thoughts about Song Jiayin, and sighed in his heart, "Alright, let them rest. "No matter how much you stare, it's not yours."

Wu Zihao knew that the old man was talking about him and felt a little embarrassed. Gong Xuezhen shot a glance at Wu Zihao, and smiled to curry the favor of the old man: "Grandfather, it's your grandson's wife who is so beautiful that you love everyone. This young man, it's hard to avoid losing control of his feelings. After what happened last time, Zi Hao has already realized his mistake. I promise on his behalf that there won't be a next time, please forgive him. "

After saying that, Gong Xuezhen gave a meaningful glance at Wu Zihao, and Wu Zihao hurriedly agreed, "That's right, great-grandfather. It's almost a grave mistake to make a move now, but I've also reflected on it. Please give me another chance, I won't dare to have any more evil thoughts in the future. "

Even though Wu Zihao secretly hated Song Jiayin and Gong Yichen for their love, Wu Zihao knew that the most important thing was to regain the Old Master's trust, so that he could rest assured and hand over the family banquet to him and his mother. Only then would he have the chance to make a move against Song Jiayin.

"As the old man listened to the mother and son duo sing, he couldn't bear to blame them for anything." "It's good that you know what's wrong. It's all because of us, don't get in the way of each other. Isn't it better to live in harmony with each other?"

"That's right, that's what Grandpa thought. You see, we've been having a bad time these days because of us, and the atmosphere in the house is very bad, so you must be in a bad mood as well." Don't know what our relatives and those outside say about us? So we want to have a family dinner to make the house lively and make you happy. " Gong Xuezhen tried to curry favor with the old man.

Wu Zihao saw that Gong Xuezhen was trying to curry favor with the old man, and was secretly happy in his heart. However, the old man was no longer worried about the family banquet, which made it easier for him to carry out his plan.

The old man smiled and said, "Alright, alright, let's wait until the feast is over before we take credit. Tell me, what are your plans and thoughts for this feast? " The old man was annoyed listening to Gong Xuezhen and his mother trying to please him, so he quickly changed the topic.