Night Rose

"Zhuo'er, don't go against your father! Don't you want the Zhou family's property anymore? The more you oppose your elder brother, the more powerful he becomes, do you understand?" Liao Yun said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

She had already advised her son in the room to control his temper and not go too far.

But Zhou Chengzhuo really spoiled her; he never held back with his sharp tongue. His father was in a high position, and he dared to offend any of the second-generation rich kids around him, causing his father a lot of trouble over the years.

In any other family, Zhou Chengzhuo would have been kicked out. But Zhou Ruian liked Liao Yun, and Zhou Chengzhuo was his only son, so he had no choice but to protect him.

Liao Yun helped Zhou Chengzhuo walk towards the dining table, while Zhou Zheng deliberately slowed his pace and walked alongside them.

"Can you still get up?" Zhou Zheng asked him in a low voice, his eyes glancing at his lower body with a meaningful look.

Zhou Chengzhuo suddenly sprang to his senses. If he weren't physically immobile, he would have rushed over and pinned this nominal elder brother to the ground, giving him a good beating!

Liao Yun held his arm tightly; her crying skills didn't need a countdown, tears would fall as soon as she lowered her eyes.

"Xiao Zheng, Zhuo'er is your younger brother, don't upset him like this."

"You think you're worthy to call me by my name? Mistresses are like cockroaches that can't be seen in the light of day. Even if they crawl into a place they shouldn't be in, they'll never see the light of day." Zhou Zheng said coldly, staring intently at Liao Yun's face, trying to see through her disgusting soul beneath her skin.

Liao Yun didn't dare to speak, she could only lower her head and help her son walk forward.

Zhou Chengzhuo's teeth chattered, his lips trembling with anger. Liao Yun covered his mouth to prevent him from offending Zhou Ruian's ears and making Zhou Ruian even more dissatisfied with them.

Zhou Ruian couldn't possibly have been unaware of the commotion, but he made no comment, tacitly condoning Zhou Zheng's attack on the mother and son.

He took the seat of honor and gestured for Zhou Zheng to sit next to him.

Zhou Zheng sat down and loosened his tie, which was so tight it made it hard for him to breathe. He wanted to leave, but he had no choice but to stay and play the part of a harmonious family with this group of people.

As the dishes were served one after another, Zhou Zheng had no appetite at all.

Liao Yun pressed Zhou Chengzhuo down to sit opposite her. She lowered her head and obediently picked up the bowl of soup, first adding a bowl of soup for Zhou Ruian, then adding a bowl for Zhou Zheng. She handed it over with both hands, her face full of flattery.

"These are fresh lotus roots, just dug up this morning, and I made them myself."

"Yes, this whole table was prepared by your aunt to celebrate your return," Zhou Ruian chimed in from the side.

Zhou Zheng pointed at the dishes on the table, his expression disdainful. "You mean she cooked these freshly cooked dishes? Who are you kidding? I cook every day, don't you know?"

Liao Yun awkwardly held the soup bowl, while Zhou Zheng showed no intention of taking it.

She awkwardly withdrew her hand, her fingers gripping the soup bowl tightly, her expression embarrassed.

"Oh? You can cook?" Zhou Ruian changed the subject.

Zhou Zheng ignored him, casually picked up a bite of food, put it in his mouth and chewed. Anyway, he couldn't leave until he finished his meal, so he couldn't treat himself badly.

His action startled the two people opposite him, making them shudder.

In the Zhou family, Zhou Ruian always started eating first. Without his permission, who would dare to take a bite first? Now that Zhou Zheng is back, he not only has no manners at all, but he also takes the initiative to start eating before his elders.

What chilled Liao Yun to the bone was that Zhou Ruian didn't reprimand him, as if it were the natural thing to do.

She hugged her arms tightly. It seemed she had to make plans sooner or later; Zhou Ruian would abandon her and her son eventually.

This time, Zhou Ruian truly wanted to be a loving father. Not only did he not scold Zhou Zheng, but he also served him food.

A slice of braised beef was handed to Zhou Zheng's bowl. Zhou Zheng flicked his chopsticks and threw the beef out of the bowl, landing it on Liao Yunxue's white shawl.

Liao Yun's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly shook off the piece of beef that was covered in soup and threw her shawl on the ground.

"You...you..."

Her lips trembled for a long time, but she couldn't say a word.

Because Zhou Ruian was looking at her, his eyes rebuking her for her inappropriate behavior, "What's the rush? Sit down and eat!"

"Dad!" Zhou Chengzhuo shouted in dissatisfaction. He couldn't stand this person who had barged into his home and was dealing with his mother. His mother had him to protect her!

"He's bullying my mom like this, can't you see? Aren't you his dad too? Why don't you teach him a lesson?"

"Shut up!" Zhou Ruian felt like his head was about to explode and a dull ache when he heard his youngest son speak.

If Zhou Chengzhuo hadn't insisted on riding motorcycles and damaged his fertility, would he have needed to bring this unwanted son back?

Zhou Chengzhuo's words immediately displeased him!

Liao Yun knew Zhou Ruian was angry, so she covered Zhou Chengzhuo to stop him from speaking, but tears kept falling. "Zhuo'er, that's enough, don't say anything."

When Zhou Chengzhuo saw his mother's tears, he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Mom! You're Dad's wife, so he should side with you. Don't cry, your son will get an explanation for you!"

Zhou Zheng wiped his mouth and looked at the farce unfolding at the table. He even snapped his fingers and asked the butler to open a bottle of red wine for him.

Looking at his good-for-nothing youngest son and then at his composed eldest son, Zhou Ruian was filled with regret.

No matter how you look at it, Zhou Zheng looks more like his son. Zhou Chengzhuo's features are too similar to Liao Yun's, which makes him lose his own unique appearance.

"Do you even know how your mother got into the Zhou family?" Zhou Zheng swirled his wine glass. He didn't drink it, but simply admired the flowing liquid inside, his eyes coldly fixed on the mother and son putting on their act through the glass.

They should really be acting, instead of condescending to be the wives and princes of the Zhou family.

Everyone here knows exactly how Liao Yun rose to power.

She climbed to the top by sleeping with Zhou Ruian and by using her unborn son. She kept him as a mistress for nine years, and both she and her son felt they had suffered countless injustices.

As soon as Zhou Zheng's mother died, he couldn't wait to come to the Zhou family and take over their position.

"Your mother died young!" Zhou Chengzhu cursed, and Zhou Ruian was startled. Before he could stop him, a bottle of red wine was smashed towards Zhou Chengzhu's head.

Zhou Chengzhuo didn't get to say another word. He was hit on the head by a wine bottle that slammed down on him, causing him to bleed profusely. He collapsed into a chair, fresh blood gushing from his temple.

"Ahhhhh! Zhuo'er!" Liao Yun reacted, ignoring the glass shards that cut her face, and rushed over to cover Zhou Chengzhuo's wound with a handkerchief.

She looked at Zhou Zheng as if he were a demon, screaming at him to get away!

Zhou Ruian sat in the main seat, his heart pounding. The butler came to help him and take him away, but he brushed the butler's hand away and shook off the shards of glass that had splashed on him.

"Want to call the police and have me arrested? Come on." Zhou Zheng was still holding half a wine bottle in his hand, his hands clasped together, his expression wild and arrogant.

Zhou Ruian slowly shook his head and waved his finger, "Butler, get the doctor over here to handle this."

Zhou Zheng thought he was confused and pointed at Zhou Chengzhuo mockingly, "I smashed your son's head in, and you're not arresting me? Does your mistress agree to that?"