Wucheng, Sang's family.

Today is the 70th birthday of Mr. Sang, an elder of the Sang family. Almost everyone in Wengcheng's upper circle attended the celebration.

The Warm Family Villa was bustling with activity.

Men chatted boisterously, and people showed off their jewels, each trying to display their status.

Sang Jiu, nestled in a corner, watched the vibrant scene with her own fruit juice in hand. She took it all in, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

"Goodness, the Sang family is too unrefined, isn't it? Even illegitimate children can attend Old Master Sang's birthday banquet?"

"Let me tell you, thanks to Miss San's kindness. If this were my house, she would have been kicked out a long time ago."

"Such shameless sasaeng fans, they even dare to share a room with us."

Hearing what the young ladies from noble families had said, a gleam of triumph flashed in Sang Qiong's eyes.

Taking a couple of steps closer to them, she said understandingly, "Don't do this. Although they are illegitimate children, the Sang family has raised them for six years, so in a way, they are also my sisters."

"Qiong'er, you are kind, but you still need to be careful. Your sister... she doesn't seem like a good person."

"That face, it just doesn't look like someone who's serious."

Sang Qiong smiled with a helpless look on her face, her eyes filled with amusement.

Sang Jiu was too lazy to watch this weird sister's performance, so he took his fruit and walked out.

If it weren't for investigating Mom's car accident, I wouldn't bother staying at the San family's place. I really thought there were better places to go besides here?

I strolled around the garden and found a discreet spot to sit down.

He had been taken back to the Sang family from the orphanage six years ago, but his time with them was no more than 24 hours.

The reason is very simple, the Sang family simply can't accommodate her.

This time, if it weren't for the grandfather doing this to protect the reputation of the Sang family, he wouldn't have brought him back.

Sang Jiu's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

For the Sang family, it is a disgrace, a stain.

Sang Jiu let his thoughts fly freely. Suddenly, he was pulled back to the present by a voice.

"Third Master, I...I really like you. Can you give me a chance?" Zhang's voice trembled with unspoken affection.

Sang Jiu: ...Was this eavesdropping?

"Like me? Hehehe…" The low voice held a hint of amusement. Just from the sound, one would feel uneasy. "Like me for what? My share? Or this face? Or perhaps, my disability?"

Sang Jiu: ...Grass mud horse, this is a pervert.

"No, it's not like that, Third Master. I really like you, I don't mind anything about you, I just want to be by your side." The person was a little anxious, their voice carrying a sense of urgency. "Third Master, everything I said is true."

"Heh heh, is that so? You say you like me, then do something for me, shouldn't be difficult, right?" His cold voice held a coaxing tone, yet was also empty.

Sang Jiu: ... How come it sounds weird.

“It’s not difficult, anything the Third Master wants me to do, I’m willing to.” Her voice carried a hint of... listening to it makes one feel all tingly.

"Yours, I find it a bit jarring."

?????

Sang Jiu and everyone else were dumbfounded.

"Third Master, what do you mean by that?"

"That means, you want to be just like me, a cripple!" The last two words were bitten out with extreme force, causing a shiver down one's spine.

The person looked at the man sitting in the chair before them, seeing that he was not joking. They were both surprised and afraid.

That's messed up, you're really a pervert.

She ran away silently, covering her face and crying. Her steps were hurried and frantic, as if she couldn't wait to get away.

Sang Jiu: Did I just watch a free play???

This play is just...creepy. This man is so messed up....

Just as I was thinking, a cold voice suddenly came.

"Visually appealing?"

Sang Jiu suddenly shivered, he was discovered.

Took a bite, Sang Jiu didn't dodge at all, and walked straight out.

Their eyes met, and Sang Jiu's shock was even greater than before. This man was very dangerous.

My gaze drifted downward, landing on him.

"I'm going to ask you questions, answer them." The cold voice held a heavy sense of urgency.

Sang Jiu's cold eyes held no fear, only serenity.

"Before you spoke, I was already here. Strictly speaking, it is you who have disturbed me."

Zuo Li's cold eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Well then, should I apologize?"

If you feel guilty, you can apologize.

The atmosphere became tense.

Standing behind Zhuo Li, Jun Yue glanced at Sang Jiu a few times. This little girl was truly fearless, daring to ask the Third Master to apologize. Estimate that no one in Wen City would dare say such a thing.

Just then, Sang Jiu heard his own name and did not follow the sound.

Why is this Sang Qiong looking for me again?

Sang Jiu didn't frown.

At that time, he didn't even care if the person in front of him apologized. He just left.

"Um, why did he suddenly leave?" Jun Yue was a little puzzled. Just now wasn't he making the Third Master apologize?

Zhuo Li glanced in the direction where Sang Jiu left, his eyes flickering.

"The illegitimate son of the Sang family, rather interesting."

What? That little girl just now, is she Sang's illegitimate child?

"It's not that the Sang family has an ugly appearance, isn't he embarrassed to go on stage? But just now…" Just now, although that little girl wasn't fully grown, she couldn't hide her beauty. Who the heck said that?"

Can't make it onto the stage? Heh heh, just now, that wasn't like it at all. On the contrary, she was even more composed than those pampered daughters of noble families.

"Let's go."

Yes, Third Master.

As soon as Sang Jiugang walked into the hall, he saw Sang Qiong.

"Where did you go? I was looking for you." Her voice had a hint of anger.

Sang Jiu's small face was tense, and she looked at Sang Qiao with fear in her eyes. She lowered her head, her little hands nervously fiddling with something.

The people around couldn't help but look towards Sang Qiong, their eyes holding a hint of something intriguing.

Sang Qiao was furious. She hadn't done anything wrong, so why was she putting on such a deadpan expression?

Take a deep breath and hold back the anger in your heart.

"Sister, grandpa asked me to find you. Where did you go?"

"I went to the garden, little sister don't be angry, I won't do it again." Sang Jiu blushed with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.

Sang Qiao's qi rose directly as she raised her hand.

"Qiong'er!" Wu Chun hurried over, a graceful smile on his face.

Holding Sang Jiu's hand, he said, "Your sister is worried that you'll be uncomfortable living in the countryside, so she came back."

Sang Jiu lowered her head, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. Wasn't this just saying that the person was a country bumpkin?

"The banquet is about to begin, Grandpa has been looking for you all the time. Let's go over there." Saying that, she took Sang Jiu's hand, her face filled with kindness.

Sang Jiu allowed Wu Chun to lead him, head bowed, silent.

After we left, people around us started talking about it.

"That's the Sang family's illegitimate child, he does look good, but in the end, he won't make it to the stage."

"I heard that the Sang family didn't originally intend to take him back, but a certain company forced them to do so, and they had no choice but to bring him back."

“Look at that bastard child, he can’t threaten anything. The Sang family can afford to keep him anyway, it doesn’t matter. These days, who hasn’t got a bastard child? It’s nothing new. But I see how that bastard child lives. He’s not having an easy time. This Sang family, you know, isn’t that easy to join. They appear to have taken him back, but in reality...”

"Hey, keep your voice down. This is the Sang family's home. We're here as guests, don't cause any trouble."

"Don't worry, it's nothing major. What waves do you think that private matter can make?"

Not far away, sitting in a chair, Zhuo Li played with the jade ring on his thumb, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.