Gong Xuezhen hurriedly replied: "Grandfather, don't worry. Zi Hao will definitely organize this feast for you. He won't screw it up."

"Great-grandfather, I will be very careful. I'll make sure it comes to a successful end." Wu Zihao said as he looked at the old man seriously.

"Alright, I hope that you won't just talk about it. It's for the sake of family harmony and not to take advantage of this opportunity to interfere." The old man tactfully reminded Gong Xuezhen and his mother.

Gong Xuezhen and Wu Zihao looked at each other without speaking.

The old man yawned and said, "Alright, it's getting late, you guys should head back quickly. I'm also tired, so I'm going to sleep." He stood up and prepared to return to his room.

Gong Xuezhen mixed with the old man, and prepared to help him into the room.

The old man stopped him, "There's no need to trouble you. It's already so late. You and Zi Hao should go home early. You must be careful driving."

Zi Hao went out to drive first. Gong Xuezhen told the old man, "Then, grandpa will rest early. Zi Hao and I will come to see you tomorrow."

Just as Gong Xuezhen was about to turn around and leave, she heard the Old Master exhorting him in a low voice, "Xue Zhen, I hope you and Zi Hao can correct your wrongs.

Gong Xuezhen's happiness from finally achieving her goal was extinguished by the old man's words just now. Gong Xuezhen grabbed onto a corner of her clothes tightly as her face became gloomy and gloomy.

However, the moment he turned around to face the old man, his expression returned to normal. He smiled and replied, "I understand grandpa, don't worry." Then he left.

Gong Xuezhen who was about to leave the house turned around angrily and glared at the old house, scolding quietly: "Pah, what mistake can be corrected, what matter don't you do to hurt Gong Yichen and Song Jiayin, do you really think that I will do it? Song Jiayin, wait for us to taste the fruit! " After she finished cursing, he left the old mansion.

As for the old man, he returned back to the living room and sat on the sofa after and Wu Zihao had left. Just then, he was annoyed by the way they kept nagging at him, so he pretended to be sleepy and quickly urged them to leave.

Now that they had left, the old tutor's ears had finally calmed down and he could think things over by himself.

The old man leaned back on the sofa and slowly drank a mouthful of water, sighing softly. The old tutor felt sad when he thought of the irreconcilable relationship between his grandson and granddaughter. Although they pretended to be friendly in front of him, he knew that both of them had their plans in mind.

Speaking of which, Gong Yichen and Song Jiayin were not wrong, although Song Jiayin and Wu Zihao did have a little misunderstanding before, but at least after she married Gong Yichen, she had peacefully lived with him, being very filial to him, and not being disrespectful to Gong Xuezhen in the slightest.

As for Gong Yichen, the old man knew his grandson's character and temper. If it wasn't for the fact that Gong Xuezhen and Wu Zihao kept scheming against him and hurt him, he wouldn't be so cold and heartless to his family.

Although Gong Xuezhen and Wu Zihao always did things that hurt them, and it was unforgivable that Gong Xuezhen had been so lenient towards Song Jiayin and almost insulted them last time, as their elders, they could not watch their grandson and granddaughter become enemies either, and could not even finish a meal quietly at the dining table.

The old man thought back to Song Jiayin's sad appearance tonight and knew that he had wronged her by doing this, but he still held onto a sliver of hope that Gong Xuezhen and her son would be able to change their minds. After all, she was his own granddaughter, and the old man couldn't bear to see Gong Yichen treat her like this.

The old man thought for a long time and said to himself in a low voice, "I hope Xue Zhen can listen to what I just warned her about and not cause any more trouble at the family banquet."

The old tutor sighed and got up to go to bed.

Song Jiayin and Gong Yichen who were upstairs in their room were silent and did not speak to each other.

Song Jiayin walked into the room and turned to close the door, but she was blocked by a hand that Gong Yichen reached out from behind him. Song Jiayin looked up at the palace and did not say a word. Seeing that he could not take it, Song Jiayin let go of him and walked into the room.

Song Jiayin walked to the side of the cupboard and quietly packed his clothes for a bath. Gong Yichen walked to Song Jiayin's side and leaned on the side of the cupboard, quietly watching Song Jiayin pack his clothes without saying a word.

Song Jiayin didn't look at him, but felt Gong Yichen's burning gaze on him, so she turned her back unnaturally so that Gong Yichen wouldn't see his face.

Gong Yichen walked in front of Song Jiayin, wanting to help her pack her clothes. However, the moment he grabbed the clothes, Song Jiayin snatched them back.

Gong Yichen saw Song Jiayin lower her head and silently tidy up her clothes, the corners of her mouth were tightly-knit together, her tears rolling in her eyes, finally falling down.

Gong Yichen knew that she was feeling wronged and upset. and Wu Zihao had clearly hurt her repeatedly, to the point where he almost became stronger. He had raped her, but not only did his grandfather forgive them, as the only person Song Jiayin could rely on, he himself also did not pursue the matter. If he was Song Jiayin, he would also feel disappointed.

Only, it was not that Gong Yichen did not care about Song Jiayin's feelings, but he believed that his grandfather had his own reasons for doing so. Even if Gong Xuezhen wanted to do something to hurt her during the family banquet in a few days, she would protect her well.

Gong Yichen thought this in his heart, but he did not say it aloud to Song Jiayin. He knew that Song Jiayin's entire mind was filled with resentment and disappointment at himself, and was still angry.

Gong Yichen reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on Song Jiayin's face, but Song Jiayin took a step back. He wiped it with his hand, not being gentle in the slightest, which made Gong Yichen's heart ache even more when he looked at him.

Just then, Song Jiayin's phone rang, she picked it up and saw that it was Wu Zihao calling. Song Jiayin felt disgusted whenever she thought about it, so she just stuffed the phone back into Gong Yichen's mouth and slept. Clothes went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Gong Yichen picked up the phone but did not say a word, quietly listening to what Wu Zihao had to say.

"Jiayin, you're willing to answer my call? Do you forgive me? Are you okay now, I have... "Worried about you."

Hearing Wu Zihao's words, Gong Yichen's eyes instantly turned dark and gloomy, the veins on his forehead popped out, but he still did not speak.

"Jia Yin, Jia Yin? Are you listening? [We just met tonight, so I …] "I missed you." Wu Zihao said softly.

"I am Gong Yichen." Gong Yichen spat out a few words, then hung up.

Gong Yichen held the phone tightly, looking at the night sky outside the window, his mood was as dark as the night sky.