Today was Sunday, so the Zhou Lin husband and wife didn’t have to go to work. Though resting at home should be an enjoyable thing, they all had slightly tired appearances. Zhao Chenlin sat on the sidelines in a disciplined manner, not daring to speak a word due to the current atmosphere

Wang Cheng noticed that his grandfather did not greet him with a smile as he usually did. He was no longer able to see a trace of a smile on his serious face. Instead, he wore a stern expression. Low pressure permeated the atmosphere, as if something major had happened. Wang Cheng subconsciously thought that the three in Zhao Chenlin's family had spoken ill of him in front of his grandfather again, but set that feeling aside. He gently arrived in front of his grandfather.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Zhou Shichang responded indifferently. He rubbed the corners of his eyes and said, "It's good that you’re back. You haven't eaten yet, have you, let the Zhou steward ask the chef to make something for you."

When Wang Cheng heard his fairly mild voice, he knew that his grandpa’s attitude was not caused by himself. He immediately said: "There’s no hurry, Grandpa. Did something happen during my absence? Everyone looks strange. Why don’t you tell me about it, maybe I can help share Grandpa’s burden."

After he finished his words, Zhao Chenlin sneered and gave a laugh.

Zhou Chenlin seemed to be mocking him for being too self-confident, in thinking he could possibly help bear his Grandpa’s troubles.

Wang Cheng treated his behavior as air. Some people would just be like that; they didn’t have the ability to think that everyone else was a person like them, and couldn’t look upon others in a positive light. He knew that the matter upsetting his grandpa must have something to do with the company, and he could still be regarded as a layman despite the fact that he joined the company. He was only trying his best to help, and even if he wasn’t of any use, at least he wouldn’t be causing trouble for his grandpa.