The next Sunday, Rong Shiyi got up early and went to the breakfast shop to help pack the meals as usual, and rode his bike to deliver food to a few regular customers. At seven or eight o'clock, he finished his morning work, went home to change his clothes, and went to the villa area in the suburbs of the city.

The last sentence I met Zhou Yuanshan yesterday did remind Rong Shiyi that he hadn't seen his grandmother in more than a month.

Before Rong Zhiqing and Zhou Yuanshan divorced, Grandma Zhou was the best elder of the Zhou family to Rong Shiyi. She thought of him first if there was anything good. When the Rong family collapsed, she also helped the Rong family. Even if she had a new grandson Zhou Xingyi later, she was still indifferent to him and could not be intimate.

So after so many years, Rong Shiyi and grandma have the best relationship and always visit her during festivals.

My grandmother did not live with Zhou Yuanshan and the others, but lived in the old house she used to live in. When she was free, she would water flowers and read books to raise cats, and she was very comfortable.

When Rong Shiyi arrived, grandma was sitting on a rocking chair on the balcony reading a book. Rong Shiyi was originally going to walk over quietly to give grandma a surprise, but she was discovered before she could take two steps.

Grandma pushed the reading glasses on her nose, but she didn't even look at Rong Shiyi:

"I still know how to come to see me? I thought the eldest young master had forgotten me, the old lady."

"How can it be?"

Rong Shiyi smiled and leaned over to squat on the rocking chair of grandma, reached out to scratch the head of the big orange cat on her knees, and then gently pounded her legs.

Grandma then looked up at him, but the target was a piece of red first, so she pied Rong Shiyi's hair angrily:

"If you don't study well all day, you will know how to toss your hair!"

Rong Shiyi stuck out her tongue and didn't speak.

Seeing his appearance, my grandmother knew that he would not change it after she said it, so she stopped nagging him.

She originally wanted to continue reading, but then she seemed to notice something and approached Rong Shiyi and sniffed it:

"The smell of oil smoke on your body is so strong, and you're going to work again? Did that guy Zhou Yuanshan treat you badly?"

"No." Rong Shiyi snorted, making her stubborn look very much like a stubborn donkey:

"I don't have the surname Zhou, so I won't spend money on his old Zhou family. Besides, I have arms and legs, and I can support myself and my mother."

"You little guy, if you don't spend the money from the Zhou family, why are you serving my old lady in the Zhou family doing?"

Grandma angrily pulled Rong Shiyi's hand, then softened her voice and said:

"That's what the Zhou family owes the Rong family, so it's up to you."

Grandma and Rong Zhiqing's mother are good sisters who have been having fun since childhood. They were also optimistic about the marriage at the beginning, but later when something happened to the Rong family, she was really angry by Zhou Yuanshan's actions. But she couldn't control her son, and all she could do was to move out and live alone in protest.

Grandma turned over two pages of the book, thought for a while, and advised:

"Zhou Yuanshan is so fond of Xingyi's little omega, but he definitely cannot give him the Zhou family. In the end, it should be yours or yours."

"Forget it."

Rong Shiyi puts grandma's words into her left ear and out of her right ear:

"I'm not interested. Moreover, my grades are so poor that I can't even understand a trigonometric function. What should I compare with Zhou Xingyi? I'm using my alpha pheromone?"

Seeing that Rong Shiyi was really disgusted with these things, grandma stopped mentioning them.

Rong Shiyi rubbed her shoulders and legs while rubbing her legs. She accompanied her grandma to read half a book. She had a meal with her grandma at noon, so she was going to work part-time in the afternoon.

But as soon as he left the room, he met someone he didn't want to see.

Zhou Xingyi stood at the door, holding a gift in his hand. When he saw Rong Shiyi coming out of it, he looked him up and down with a very arrogant look.

That expression and eyes were really carved out in the same mold as his father.

To be honest, although these two people were born to the same father, there was no similarity in their appearance.

Rong Shiyi's facial features are extremely delicate, which is a dazzling and ostentatious beauty. Looking at Zhou Xingyi, it is probably because of his gender. He always has a soft and weak temperament, his eyebrows and eyes are like Jiang Xue, and he has a gentle and harmless feeling.

Although Rong Shiyi left the Zhou family at the age of five, he and Zhou Xingyi were only one year apart. You can understand the tricks about it just by thinking about it.

Whenever Rong Shiyi thinks of this, he will feel even more disgusted with Zhou Yuanshan.

"I was so arrogant yesterday. Today I came to please my grandma with a shame. Rong Shiyi, you really have it."

Zhou Xingyi specially emphasized the word "王".

"Hmm? I didn't hear clearly what you said."

Rong Shiyi walked down the steps, and after standing still half a head taller than Zhou Xingyi, she looked at him with her chin slightly raised:

"My grandma misses me, I'll accompany her. I guess you're here today, right?"

"I……"

Rong Shiyi was kind to say this, but both of them knew that it was Zhou Xingyi himself who came to please his grandma.

Zhou Xingyi has always been incompatible with Rong Shiyi.

This guy is simple-minded. Zhou Xingyi likes how he is being played with by himself. Seeing that he is not happy, Zhou Xingyi is happy.

But now Rong Shiyi has grown up and has become more difficult to deal with.

"I heard from my grandma that the cat food you fed Daju last time made Daju's stomach hurt for three days."

Rong Shiyi tilted his head and looked at the bag Zhou Xingyi was carrying, and patted him on the shoulder before leaving:

"After all, I am your brother. I remind you that I bought the wrong cat food again, and Daju has already changed the food. Also, grandma doesn't like to eat egg yolk crisps."

"I have been a member of the Zhou family for more than ten years and have not done any of this homework well. I don't think you are very attentive. You are not as good as an outsider, right, Young Master Zhou?"

After saying this, Rong Shiyi put her one hand in her pocket, humming a song and rode her bicycle away.

He heard the sound of people behind him angrily throwing things.

Rong Shiyi doesn't like to care about such people, and he never takes Zhou Xingyi seriously.

After all, he never cared about what Zhou Xingyi wanted to grab with him.

When leaving, Rong Shiyi passed by a car driving in.

He glanced at it and always felt that the car seemed familiar, but he was too lazy to think about it, so he forgot about it in the next second.

In the car, Song Ci looked at the little red hair flashing by the window, his eyes were a little dark.

Tang Shi, beside him, gathered the thin knitted jacket on his body, put on lipstick again in front of the mirror, and instructed her with her son:

"I met the grandmother of the Zhou family. Is it the first time you saw her?"

"Yes." Song Ci responded casually.

Tang Shi put on the mirror, thought about it, but hesitated and said:

"There is an omega in the Zhou family, who is a boy. It seems to be here too today. I have seen it. The people are pretty good, you can take a look."

Yesterday, her husband Song Yu was determined to match Song Ci and another omega girl, but the boy was scolded back by the boy with a sentence "I like men". The father and son took this matter and made a lot of bad debts, and they made a big fuss, and they were very angry.

Song Ci "tsk".

He bent his lips slightly, and a bad thought arose in his heart, and he deliberately said:

"I not only like men, but also alpha. If the Zhou family has alpha, I can consider it."

Tang Shi was speechless for a moment. She knew her son's temper, so she wisely skipped the topic in silence.

But this little bastard really accidentally pointed it out. She remembered that the boy born in the Zhou family before Zhou Xingyi seemed to be really alpha.

When the Song family and the mother and son knocked in the door and entered the room, Zhou Xingyi was playing the piano in the living room, looking at the quiet and beautiful boy.

Tang Shi likes this kind of well-behaved child. She looked at Song Ci with a little expectation, hoping to find a hint of surprise in his eyes. Unfortunately, Song Ci was watching the fat orange cat stretching in the corner throughout the whole process.

Tsk, her son seems to have no interest in boys and girls, but he has a special liking for cats and dogs.

Tang Shi gave up, she sorted out her expression and greeted Grandma Zhou with a smile:

"Mrs. Zhou, long time no see."

"Oh, Xiaoshi, sit down quickly."

Grandma Zhou saw who was coming, so she stood up from the recliner with her cane. Seeing this, Zhou Xingyi hurriedly went to help her, and then got a slightly polite "Thank you Xingyi".

Grandma Zhou sat on the sofa, took three apples from the fruit plate and distributed them to the three people around her, and finally looked at Song Ci:

"Your child is so handsome."

"Your Xingyi is also beautiful, like a little angel." Tang Shi responded with a smile, then touched Song Ci and said:

"This is Grandma Zhou, and Grandma Zhou's grandson, Zhou Xingyi."

Song Ci smiled in her eyes. He looked at the gentle nobleman and nodded politely to Grandma Zhou:

"Hello Grandma Zhou."

Then, he looked at Zhou Xingyi: "Hello."

Excellent alpha is inherently attractive to omega. Zhou Xingyi looked at Song Ci and stammered and came back to his senses for a long time:

"Hello, you."

Tang Shi looked at Zhou Xingyi and felt that there might be a chance to make up for this matter, so she encouraged him:

"Speaking of this, Xingyi's piano was really good just now, and our little lyrics just happened to be a little bit. Should you two try playing four-handed joints?"

Zhou Xingyi was naturally willing to do the proposal of Tang Shi, and Song Ci didn't care about these things, so he nodded and agreed.

When he walked to the piano, Song Ci made a "please" gesture to Zhou Xingyi. After he sat down, he sat down at the side of the piano bench and kept a distance from Zhou Xingyi.

Zhou Xingyi turned over two pages of the piano score and asked Song Ci: "What songs do you play?"

Song Ci smiled faintly at him, his tone with just the right coldness, which would not make people feel difficult to get along with, but with just the right alienation:

"You choose, I can do it."

Zhou Xingyi's face was a little hot, so he casually pointed to a song.

As the music flowed, his mind was a little erratic.

Song Ci is probably the most gentle and polite alpha he has ever seen.
Chapter completed!