"Brother, are you serious?"

Zhou Fan didn't dare to move. She was already scared by the slaps Zhou Wen had just given her. She didn't know if Zhou Wen was sincere or pretending.

"Silly girl, I'm your brother. Why are you so afraid of me? I hit you just now because I had no choice."

Zhou Wen said with a helpless expression, "I've already explained the reason to you. Today is Grandpa's birthday. If you cause trouble, regardless of whether it's right or wrong, Grandpa will be angry with you."

Zhou Fan pouted and murmured, "I know, Brother..."

Zhou Wen continued, "Tonight's banquet is of great importance. Grandpa will choose the family successor between Dad and Second Uncle, so our performance is key. Even if we can't add points for Dad, we must never deduct points."

Seeing Zhou Wen's extremely serious expression, Zhou Fan couldn't help but ask, "Brother, is this really that important?"

"Of course!"

Zhou Wen's eyes suddenly became a little dim, "We must help Dad win the inheritance right, otherwise, the entire Zhou family may collapse, and your brother, I, can only apologize with death..."

"What? Is it that serious? Brother, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

Zhou Wen's words scared Zhou Fan. Isn't it just a matter of inheritance? How could it involve life and death?

"Don't ask about this."

Zhou Wen obviously didn't want to explain too much to his sister, "In short, you must be well-behaved tonight and not cause trouble."

"As for Li Ziqing, hum, we'll have plenty of opportunities to deal with this little character in the future!"

...

At the same time, inside the extremely luxurious banquet hall, the lights were bright.

When Chen Xiao and the others walked in, many people had already arrived. Each of them was dressed in expensive clothes, looking radiant and exuding an extraordinary aura. They were gathered in small groups, chatting and laughing.

This is exactly what they say: a rich man's friends are all rich people.

As soon as Zhou Yuanyuan appeared, many people came over to greet her. Among them were many graceful and elegant gentlemen, and their eyes were filled with admiration when they looked at Zhou Yuanyuan.

Zhou Yuanyuan was poised and generous, greeting and talking to everyone with familiarity, just like a social butterfly.

Chen Xiao had almost forgotten that Zhou Yuanyuan, his aunt, was actually a very beautiful woman, and a very beautiful single woman at that.

Chen Xiao whispered to Li Ziqing, "Aunt is quite popular..."

Li Ziqing said proudly, "Of course, twenty years ago, Aunt was the famous Rose of Weicheng. She was not only beautiful, but also full of thorns!"

As soon as Li Ziqing finished speaking, Chen Xiao said quietly, "You're not bad either. You've surpassed your predecessor."

The men around them kept glancing at Li Ziqing. If Chen Xiao wasn't there, they would have already come over to flirt with her.

Li Ziqing giggled and deliberately put her mouth close to Chen Xiao's ear, whispering, "What's wrong, are you jealous?"

"Jealous?"

Chen Xiao naturally wouldn't admit it, scoffing and saying, "Those guys? They're not worthy of making me jealous."

Li Ziqing smiled and deliberately put her mouth close to Chen Xiao's ear, whispering, "Hubby, don't be jealous, I'm all yours..."

This scene made the surrounding men extremely jealous, and they all cast angry glances at Chen Xiao.

Li Ziqing's hot breath hit Chen Xiao's ear, and Chen Xiao instantly didn't want to stay at this banquet any longer.

He just wanted to take Li Ziqing home now and throw her onto that soft bed...

But now was obviously not the time to do such things. Chen Xiao could feel that Li Ziqing was hiding something from him.

And something was bound to happen at this banquet.

Li Ziqing didn't say anything, and Chen Xiao didn't ask. This was a kind of respect, and also a kind of tacit understanding.

However, Li Ziqing didn't seem to want to attract attention either. While her aunt was exchanging pleasantries with others, she pulled Chen Xiao to a quiet corner and sat down.

"Hubby, what if someone bullies me later?"

After sitting down, Li Ziqing suddenly asked.

Chen Xiao said proudly, "No one can bully my woman, Chen Xiao's woman, except for myself!"

"Tch~ you're not allowed to bully me either!"

Li Ziqing's face showed dissatisfaction, but she was secretly delighted. She asked again, "So no matter what happens today, you will stand by my side, right?"

"Of course, you're my wife. If I don't stand by your side, where else can I stand?"

Chen Xiao's answer was without the slightest hesitation, because there was no need to think about this kind of question at all.

But Li Ziqing still pressed on, "What if I do something too much?"

Chen Xiao smiled and said nonchalantly, "Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I will help you hold it up!"

Li Ziqing was stunned. She felt as if she was wrapped in a huge warm current, and she was so moved that she couldn't control herself.

Since she was a child, she had long been accustomed to facing everything alone. It wasn't until she met Chen Xiao that she felt that she was no longer fighting alone.

Just then, there was a commotion at the door, followed by a burst of enthusiastic applause in the banquet hall.

Accompanied by this burst of applause, an old man wearing a red Chinese suit slowly walked in.

The old man was smiling and amiable, with a rosy complexion. His white hair was neatly combed back, and he was smiling and waving to everyone.

Without Li Ziqing's introduction, Chen Xiao could guess that this old man was the helmsman of the Zhou family, Zhou Zhishan.

Zhou Zhishan had the appearance of a hero. Even when he was smiling, he gave people a feeling of not approaching strangers.

And Chen Xiao also noticed that when Li Ziqing saw the old man, there was no joy of a junior seeing an elder in her eyes.

All that was there was hatred!

Zhou Zhishan entered the banquet hall surrounded by the crowd, and two people were closest to him.

One of them looked about sixty years old, was very well maintained, with a fair face and no beard, and had many similarities with Zhou Zhishan in his eyebrows and eyes.

Needless to say, this must be Zhou Zhishan's eldest son, Zhou Weiguo, who was the father of Zhou Wen and Zhou Fan.

On the other side of Zhou Zhishan was an old man with a red nose. His age was similar to Zhou Zhishan, but his spirit was several times better than Zhou Zhishan.

Especially his eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle's, did not conceal his sharpness at all.

Being able to be so sharp at this age, one can imagine that this must be a ruthless character!

Chen Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel a dangerous aura from this old man. He must be the one Li Ziqing mentioned, the one called 'Uncle Luo'.

Supported by Zhou Weiguo and Uncle Luo on the left and right, Zhou Zhishan came to the grand chair in the center of the banquet hall and sat down.

Zhou Weiguo pressed his hand down, signaling everyone to be quiet, and the whole place was silent.

This meant that Zhou Zhishan's eightieth birthday banquet had officially begun...