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The following day, luxury cars gathered in front of Yunding Villa.

Important figures, rarely seen on ordinary days, flocked to the Zhou family's family reunion banquet.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou Xubai stood at the entrance of the banquet hall, welcoming the distinguished guests.

However, he still couldn't shake off his unreliable nature.

Whenever a distinguished guest arrives, he would smile and say, "My youngest son has been found, and he's so handsome!"

He only stopped grinning when Zhou Tingxiao appeared.

"Big brother's here, where's my niece Siyu?"

Zhou Tingxiao nodded: "That girl is sick, don't worry about her."

Wang Guilan chimed in sarcastically, "What illness? He was clearly beaten by his two good cousins, and he's already in the hospital."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xubai and his wife were visibly taken aback.

Zhou Shi'an had already told them about what happened yesterday, and they naturally trusted their eldest son, who was always reliable in handling matters.

I never expected it to be so serious, to the point of requiring hospitalization.

Zhou Xubai asked with concern, "Brother, how is my niece now?"

Before Zhou Tingxiao could speak, Wang Guilan continued her sarcastic remarks.

"What else is going on? How could you not know about something this big happening?"

Shi Jin was just found, so why is he so hostile towards his cousin whom he has never met?

Could it be that someone led him astray, or deliberately stirred things up...?

"Enough!" Wen Shuran usually never argued with anyone, but she was shocked to hear the other person indirectly saying bad things about her two sons.

She naturally couldn't tolerate it.

"Sister-in-law, I have always respected you. I hope you will stop speaking ill of my child."

Wang Guilan was about to say something when she felt someone tug at the hem of her clothes.

The next moment, her son's voice came from beside her: "Mom, don't forget that Grandpa and Grandma are still here. Be mindful of the occasion."

Upon hearing this, Wang Guilan's expression immediately changed.

Although she usually shows a sharp and sarcastic side in front of others, she becomes as docile as a quail when facing the two elderly people.

"Hmph!" She snorted coldly, walked past the couple, and headed straight for the banquet hall.

Zhou Tingxiao didn't say a word and chased after his wife.

In fact, he was also angry inside.

She usually had nothing to say to her younger brother, but her daughter was beaten so badly by his son, and the other party didn't even offer an explanation.

This shows a complete disregard for his older brother!

Seeing this, Zhou Sizhe hurriedly explained, "Uncle and Aunt, please don't take my mother's words to heart."

She spoke without thinking because she was so worried about her younger sister.

Zhou Xubai waved his hand casually: "Don't worry, they're my own brother and sister-in-law. You go in now."

Zhou Sizhe nodded and walked towards the banquet hall.

Finding that there were no other guests outside the door, Zhou Xubai quickly reached out and gently patted his wife's back.

"Okay, Shuran, don't be angry. Getting angry will only make you sick, and no one can take your place. Don't be angry, a happy life is beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Shuran burst out laughing.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at her husband: "You're so unreliable!"

Just then, an old yet majestic voice rang out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is our Zhou family's family reunion banquet."

"I am deeply grateful to all of you for gracing this old man with your presence!"

In an instant, the entire banquet hall fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Old Master Zhou in front of them.

The old man was dressed in a red Tang suit today. Although he was leaning on a cane, his imposing presence still made people afraid to look him in the eye.

"I know you young people don't like formalities, so without further ado, let me formally introduce myself."

This is Zhou Shijin, the bloodline of my Zhou family that we have just found after being separated from us for so long.

Following the old man's gaze, everyone saw a handsome young man in a bright red suit quickly approaching the old man's side.

He picked up the microphone and introduced himself: "Hey guys, my name is Zhou Shijin. Hope you can take care of me!"

The thick accent caught everyone in the room completely off guard.

After a few seconds of silence, bursts of laughter erupted from the room.

However, this is not a mockery.

Some young men, on the contrary, joined in the commotion:

"So Young Master Zhou is from Northeast China! That makes sense, bro. We've got your back from now on!"

"Does Young Master Zhou have a girlfriend? I can introduce you to a few, bro?"

......

Today is a joyous occasion, so everyone is relaxed and offering their congratulations while making merry.

"Young Master Zhou is indeed a handsome and talented man; the old man is truly blessed!"

"Young Master Zhou is a generous and unpretentious man. He is indeed worthy of being the descendant of heroes and has an extraordinary demeanor."

"Congratulations, sir! Congratulations, madam!"

"..."

Next came the family recognition process. Zhou Shijin respectfully served tea to his elders, and the old man personally wrote his name into the family genealogy.

Although the whole process was boring, the room was surprisingly quiet, and no one dared to show the slightest impatience.

After all, the two elders of the Zhou family were legendary figures.

Although Mr. Zhou abandoned politics for business back then, his and his wife's past achievements and connections were absolutely enough to shake every family in the scene.

This is why the Zhou family has been able to stand strong in Kyoto, a place full of hidden talents, for so many years.

Zhou Shi quietly observed everything before him, and a bizarre thought suddenly popped into his mind:

If my family knew about my situation, wouldn't they also be eagerly anticipating my return to my ancestral home?

Will my biological parents, like my adoptive parents, feel guilty and try their best to make amends to their son?

Maybe... no way!

Otherwise, how could I have lost myself when I was still a baby?

Or perhaps, as depicted in melodramatic short films, they had already adopted their beloved child.

As for his own biological child, he probably forgot about him long ago.

For a moment, his thoughts were racing, and he began to ponder many things.

Suddenly, Zhou Shi'an felt a chill in his palm.

The next moment, a small hand clenched its own palm tightly.

He unconsciously turned his head and looked up, only to meet Liu Mengyue's worried gaze and sweet smile:

"Zhou Shi'an, I'm here, I'll always be here!"

The girl's voice was firm yet warm, like spring rain nourishing his heart.

Even decades later, Zhou Shi'an still vividly remembered this scene.

However, he didn't say anything at the moment.

But he smiled, a bright and happy smile, just like a child who had received candy.

Liu Mengyue smiled too; her smile was sweet, like a blooming rose.