A sickly child turned into a rich family's only son

So, when Zhou Bu woke up after two hours of sleep, what was waiting for him was a warm hug from the two children.

A sincere smile finally appeared on Zhou Wei's face.

He hugged his children back tightly.

It seemed as if I gained some strength from this hug.

Zhou Qi sat on the bed, touched his children, and promised: "You two should listen to your father at home. I have to go out to do something. If everything goes well, I will come back to have dinner with you."

Seeing the two children nodding obediently, Zhou Wei felt relieved.

Work ended early in the morning, and Zhou Wei didn't dare to sleep too long, so he only slept for less than two hours.

He reached for his clothes, but stopped when he saw the black suit.

I stared at the dress for a while...

Knock knock knock...there's a knock on the door.

It was Ji Xingyao holding clothes in his hands. In his hands was a casual suit that had just been ironed.

"Aunt Zhang has ironed it and asked me to bring it to you. She said you don't look well now, so she asked me to do it."

This is not so good. Besides looking like he is in bad condition, it also means he is not easy to mess with.

Zhou Bu has been on high alert these past few days, trying his best to suppress his sadness. He is like a dark cloud over his head, with extremely low mood, and he looks intimidating without even getting angry.

Wherever he went, the birds and monkeys scattered.

It is obvious that the younger brothers have become more well-behaved and respectful.

Zhou Wei obviously knew it as well, and smiled helplessly, as if he was laughing out the vicissitudes of life.

Ji Xingyao felt a little miserable, so he asked him to put on his clothes quickly and do his work to divert his attention.

Zhou Bu said "hmm", agreed, took the clothes and went to the cloakroom.

After changing his clothes, he rarely drove himself but found a driver.

After getting in the car, the driver asked him where he was going. Zhou Bu was sitting in the back, looking straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking. When he heard the driver's question, he didn't react much.

He just uttered a few words softly: "Go to the old house, the Zhou family's old house."

We drove all the way to the old house, where the housekeeper and a group of servants who used to serve the old man were waiting!

This was the first time that Zhou Bu had to accept such a ceremony.

The sound of a car drove behind him. It was Wu Zhou who came with a car full of bodyguards.

It was obvious that these people were specially invited by Zhou Bu. The old butler looked at them again and again.

Zhou Bu walked in front, neither hurried nor slow, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, but he inexplicably gave people the feeling that he was not someone to be trifled with.

In the living room, Old Mrs. Bai had been waiting for a long time.

She was not wearing white today. Instead, she was wearing a plain cotton and linen skirt that reached her ankles. Her hair was combed meticulously, and she really had the temperament of a lady from a noble family.

Zhou Bu didn't say a word, walked forward and sat in the main seat on the other side.

Since he came in, Old Lady Bai never looked at Zhou Wei once.

Some servants skillfully poured Zhou Bu a cup of tea.

Zhou Qi picked up the teacup and sniffed it, but didn't drink it. He waved to the old housekeeper, expressionless, and said, "Find a few of the usual people to pack the luggage for Old Madam Bai. Brother Zhou will have someone follow them. No things from the Zhou family are allowed to be taken away."

Zhou Bu was usually gentle to these people and never acted superior.

Today the weather suddenly turned bad, and these people were frightened into silence.

Old Mrs. Bai was holding on, looking as if she couldn't bear the humiliation, and she still didn't look at Zhou Qi.

It was not until several people came with a few packed suitcases and placed them next to her that Wu Zhou curled his lips slightly and smiled, looking in a good mood, and pretended to "invite" Old Mrs. Bai to leave.

Mrs. Bai was now excited. She stood up and finally looked directly at Zhou Qi, "You can't do this to me. I am your grandfather's legal wife."

Zhou Bu remained calm, took a sip of tea, and nodded, "And then?"

The old lady's chest heaved with anger, but she spoke with great force, "So I should own half of this house. I am the first in line to inherit it."

Zhou Bu raised his eyelids. He was really not in the mood now.

Wu Zhou spoke for him at the right time. Wu Zhou smiled and said, "You are the first-line heir, but the old man must have property in his name!"

"The old man's property has long been divided up and given to his children, grandchildren, and grandchildren. Everyone has a share. As for whether Mr. Zhou Yi also has a share, I don't know."

"But if you want to talk about this house, when Mr. Zhou was injured in the old house, the old man made a will and it belonged to Mr. Zhou. The transfer procedures were completed a few years ago."

When Zhou Qi was mentioned to be injured, Mrs. Bai remembered it, and then she looked at Zhou Qi with resentment and said loudly: "You lied to him. Do you think I don't know that you were not injured that badly? You just want the property, but you still pretend to be high and mighty, pure and innocent..."

Old Mrs. Bai’s voice was very harsh, as if she wanted to eat someone.

Zhou Bu had a nonchalant look on his face. It was the first time he looked Old Lady Bai in the eye since he entered the room for such a long time.

He still held the teacup, glanced at Mrs. Bai, then turned back and looked forward, "Oh! Now that you know, what can I do?"

You can tell from his voice that he doesn't care.

Old Mrs. Bai was so angry at his behavior that she trembled slightly.

Zhou Qi put down the cup, made the final decision, and said, "Let's go! We can still justify ourselves when we leave now, otherwise, we won't be able to justify ourselves when we are thrown out."

After saying that, Zhou Wei went upstairs, saying that he wanted to sort out the relics.

But Zhou Wei looked around and only put away some of the more important ones.

He called the old housekeeper and told him, "It is estimated that no one else will live here in the future. Remember to clean it regularly and keep it as it is."

The butler nodded repeatedly and agreed.

Looking at him, Zhou Qi remembered something and said, "Oh, right, on the day Grandpa fell, all those who were responsible for taking care of him were fired. The reasons for the dismissal were stated in their files, and no compensation was paid."

The old butler wiped the sweat from his forehead and said he would do it as soon as possible.

After giving the instructions, Zhou Bu let the housekeeper go.

Zhou Bu stood on the upper floor of the old house and looked towards the garden.

He promised Grandpa not to cause trouble for the servants at home, so it wouldn't be considered causing trouble if he told the truth and handled it as usual, right?

The Zhou family pays them so much salary every month, but they don't want them to be unable to take care of an old man.

It is also impossible to pretend nothing happened and let them go after grandpa passed away.

Zhou Bu stood upstairs to empty his mind. From here he could see the garden, which was the place where they had fought with the children of Old Lady Bai.

The incident caused a big stir back then, and all of Zhou Qi's aunts were present.

To say that the injury is serious is not necessarily true. For an adult man to stab the heart from behind requires skill and luck, let alone a child?

Zhou Bu's injury was only serious because the knife stabbed into his body for the second time. Otherwise, it would have been just a flesh wound.

As for the rumors about serious injuries and some reports from the hospital, they were just means used by his aunts and father to force his grandfather to submit.

At such an old age, your own father suddenly has a mistress and forces your own mother to leave. Do you think they are not angry?

I just haven't found a suitable reason to attack.