Liu Minglan's gaze darted around the room anxiously.
Zhou Ying opened her mouth and prepared to decline the invitation, but she realized that her words carried no weight among her elders, so she closed her mouth and lowered her head.
"Sure. We'll be there," Chu Feng said. His voice was soft yet authoritative.
He narrowed his eyes and gazed intently at Zhou yang and his wife. Their intentions were plain for him to see.
They must have thought Zhou Lie was poor and unremarkable, so they could bully him without facing any repercussions.
Of course, that was true in the past…
Now that Chu Feng is back, he would help his foster father to fight back against the bullies.
Zhou Lie might not have a son, but he had a general who called him "Father"!
"Are you sure Zhou Lie will agree to that?" Zhou Yang widened his eyes and said with a smirk.
Zhou Lie turned agitatedly to look at Chu Feng, who nodded at him knowingly. He instantly knew what Chu Feng was thinking about, and he slammed his pipe on the table. "I'll go!"
"Hahaha, that's more like it. It's important that our family remains united," Zhou Yang said with a superficial smile.
Zhou Lie tried hard not to throw up at the platitude. "Are you done talking? Then get lost. We're too poor to own an extra three plates for dinner."
It could not be any more obvious that Zhou Yang was not welcome. His expression immediately sank.
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