I'm dressed up as a fake young master, and the real young master is frantically begging me to s

Seeing that his younger brother was about to say something, Zhou Shi'an quickly coughed lightly.

Hearing his elder brother's reminder, Zhou Shijin also came to his senses.

He chuckled and said nothing more.

Zhou Shi'an's expression turned extremely serious:

"Uncle, Aunt, Uncle Li, running away is never the way to solve problems."

If your heart is trapped, no matter where you are, it is a cage.

That's the end of this matter. My grandparents are old and can't handle any more stress.

Uncle Li, your daughter isn't married yet, is she? You don't want her to be bullied by other boys in the future, and there won't even be anyone to stand up for her, right?

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three people sitting opposite them changed once again.

For some reason, they suddenly didn't want to go to jail anymore.

But the guilt in my heart felt like it had nowhere to be expressed.

Zhou Shi'an could naturally see what the others were thinking, and he shook his head helplessly.

True atonement is not about locking yourself in high walls, but about letting go of your obsessions and cherishing the people around you.

My cousin mentioned to me yesterday that he and my cousin wanted to work at the grassroots level, and I agreed.

If you feel you can't face it, you can temporarily change your environment.

Our Zhou family may not have much else, but our businesses are spread all over the country, and our charitable work covers the entire nation.

If you want to atone, then transform your inner guilt into love and pass it on to society.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shi'an stood up and walked straight towards the door.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

"If you still can't see things clearly, then go out and do something illegal."

"When the time comes, someone will lock you up; the choice is yours."

Then, Zhou Shi'an strode away.

Seeing this, Zhou Shijin hurriedly followed.

The office remained silent for a full two minutes before Zhou Tingxiao couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh... I've lived to a ripe old age, but I'm not as insightful as my nephew. I'm getting old, really old."

"Honey, let's go home."

As he spoke, he took Wang Guilan's hand and walked towards the door.

Butler Li stood there stunned for a moment, a bitter smile creeping onto his face.

"Miss, the young master is truly outstanding. Changqing learned a lesson from him today."

Only now do I understand that as long as one is alive, there is always hope.

......

inside the car.

"Brother, have you thought it over yet? When are we going to Hong Kong?"

Zhou Shi'an glanced at his younger brother: "What's wrong? Are you in a hurry?"

Zhou Shijin nodded excitedly: "It's been so long since I've fought anyone, my greatsword is itching for a fight!"

"Where's your knife? I haven't seen it before."

"I have reached the point where I have a knife in my heart, and everything can be a knife."

This blade kills without a trace; it's incredibly ruthless!

As he spoke, Zhou Shijin continued to make random hand gestures in the air.

Zhou Shi'an: "..."

After a few seconds of contemplation, he said with a serious expression:

"I need to talk to my parents tomorrow or the day after, and also arrange some matters for the group."

Your sister-in-law needs to have hers too...

Before he could finish speaking, his cell phone rang.

When Zhou Shi'an saw that the caller's contact name was Mengyue, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

He quickly answered the phone: "Mengyue, um, not busy."

"I have something to tell you. Okay, I'll come find you right now."

After hanging up the phone, he instantly reverted to his expressionless demeanor.

"get off!"

"Huh?" Zhou Shijin was clearly taken aback. "What?"

"You want to be a third wheel on your date with your sister-in-law?"

Oh, right, I'm leaving Kyoto soon. You have one day; go wherever you want and show off.

Hearing his older brother's words, Zhou Shijin had no choice but to obediently open the passenger door and reluctantly get out.

Watching the cars gradually disappear into the distance, he squatted on the curb and sighed deeply.

"Since ancient times, we have only seen newlyweds embracing and laughing, while the old couple can only squat on the street eating watermelons."

I, your humble servant, don't even have a single child; I'm truly miserable.

Forget it, forget it, let's go play with my godfather!

After saying that, he hurriedly hailed a taxi.

When Zhou Shijin stepped into the Ji family's living room, he found his godfather still sitting alone on the sofa.

He was like a strategist in charge, his eyes fixed on the chessboard in front of him.

Although Zhou Shijin was impulsive, he did not say anything to disturb him.

After all, the two of them had stood for quite a while when they came with Ji Yutang that day.

However, he wasn't one to enjoy being masochistic, so he sat down on the opposite side of the sofa and watched his godfather play chess.

Two minutes later, the game ended.

Ji Wuchang slowly raised his head, and his originally serious face immediately showed a friendly smile.

"Shi Jin's here. Want to play a game with your godfather?"

Zhou Shijin hesitated for a few seconds, then unconsciously reached out and scratched his head: "Well, I know a little bit about it."

I've played it a few times on my phone, so I guess I know what I'm talking about?

Ji Wuchang waved his hand: "It's fine as long as you understand. If you don't understand, your godfather will teach you."

Let me tell you, you young people are just too restless and impatient. You should play more chess when you have free time.

This thing not only increases wisdom, but also tempers one's character.

Hearing his godfather say this, Zhou Shijin could only step forward and start playing chess with him.

The game ended three minutes later.

Zhou Shijin looked at his godfather with a puzzled expression: "Well, I do know a little bit, you don't need to be so accommodating to me."

Ji Wuchang nodded expressionlessly: "Yes, continue."

The game ended again in less than five minutes.

"continue......"

Time passed second by second, and Zhou Shijin lost count of how many times the old man in front of him shouted "Continue!"

But each time, the opponent was defeated in no more than five minutes.

As the game ended, silence fell over the room.

"How does it feel?"

Hearing his godfather's question, Zhou Shijin blinked: "It seems like this thing is pretty easy, not difficult at all?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuchang suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, not bad, as expected of my godson, he has good understanding."

I want to use today's game to tell you a lesson: there are some things you may not be able to do, or don't want to do.

If someone is willing to lend you a hand, you might be able to complete it easily.

Remember this: what you learn, you should teach others; what you earn, you should give away. This is the true wisdom of life.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shijin's eyes lit up immediately.

Aside from his own elder brother, this was the first time he had heard such profound words from someone else.

As expected of the head of the family, his vision and perspective are reminiscent of his elder brother's.

Suddenly, a voice came from afar.

"Brother, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have come to pick you up."

A look of joy appeared on Ji Jiahao's face as he quickly walked towards the living room.

Upon seeing that it was that good-for-nothing rebellious son, Ji Wuchang snorted coldly and stood up.

"Shi Jin, I'm tired. I'm going back to my room to rest for a while."

You're not allowed to leave today. You have to have a good drink with me later, understand?

Although Zhou Shijin was puzzled as to why their father-son relationship was so tense, he still nodded.

"Okay, Godfather, don't worry, I won't leave."

Upon hearing his words, Ji Wuchang left with his hands behind his back.

Ji Jiahao sat down on the sofa and looked at the chessboard in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Brother, were you playing chess with the old man?"

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Ji Jiahao was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, "My old man is notoriously bad at chess."

Among the older generation in Kyoto, no one was willing to play chess with him.

He was angry back then, so he went to the park to find a strange old man to play with.

As a result, he couldn't last more than a minute each time before giving up, and eventually no one wanted to play with him anymore.

Zhou Shijin: "..."