Song Xiaodong wrapped his arm around Chu Xianling and approached Chu Jingming, saying: "Listen carefully, I know your Chu Family values social hierarchy, so today I'm going to set things straight for you. Remember this: In your family, besides the old man, Chu Xianling holds the highest position. Do you understand?"
"Understood! Understood!"
"Humph, goodbye!" Song Xiaodong turned and left.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song!"
"Mr. Song, stay for a meal?"
"You didn't even invite me."
Song Xiaodong had already walked away.
Dinner.
At the dining table, Chu Jingming, Chen Susu, Chu Jingyang, and Fang Shu all looked displeased.
Fang Shu served Chu Xianling some food.
"Here, Xianling, have some of this."
Chu Xianling nodded.
"Xianling, now that you're back, why not stay around in the courtyard for a few days?" Chu Jingyang asked Chu Xianling politely.
"No," Chu Xianling coldly refused.
