God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 216: Chapter 217: They’re Just Nobodies

Song Wuliang chuckled slyly and said, "He and I are not of the same kind. I have no idea what he’s thinking, but come mealtime, he’ll show up."

Fang Yi nodded and asked, "What about Old Master Song?"

Song Wuliang said, "My grandfather claimed he had a headache. Between his grandson and what’s right, he decided to avoid seeing both sides altogether and just stay in."

Fang Yi suddenly understood the meaning of Old Master Song.

That evening, Old Master Song had said a lot to Fang Yi. Song Haoyue was considered part of the Song family, yet also not. When Old Master Song had uttered those words, he couldn’t hide his pride in his grandson Song Haoyue, but there was also a sense of loss and helplessness.

After all, Song Haoyue was Old Master Song’s grandson. Old Master Song decided it was ’out of sight, out of mind’, better not to look and not to be troubled – he just stayed in his room and didn’t come out, so as not to make things difficult for himself.

"Don’t be fooled by my old man’s irreverent behavior all the time, he’s actually quite childlike – sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Sigh, thinking about the old guy nearing his grave makes my heart inexplicably ache."

The more he spoke, the less serious Song Wuliang got. This was just the kind of guy he was. Fang Yi couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and pity. That Old Master Song hadn’t been vexed to death by a grandson like him was quite an accomplishment.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and on a round table as large as two put together, delicate dishes were being served one after another. Song Wuliang’s mouth watered at the sight, and he was about to sneak a few bites when Song Chenghai came out at just the right moment, giving him a glare that straightened him right up.

Song Chenghai approached with a stern face that carried no smile, "Miss Fang, please take a seat at the table."

Fang Yuying said nothing and stood up, pulling Fang Yi’s hand and leading him towards the table. Song Chenghai stood there, his expression freezing for a moment, a complexity shadowing his features.

Previously, Song Chenghai hadn’t taken Fang Yi seriously, focusing only on Fang Yuying, after all, she was the precious daughter of the Fang Family – he had to show respect.

But Fang Yuying seemed to see right through Song Chenghai’s thoughts, taking Fang Yi with her to the dining table. What did that signify? It was as if Fang Yuying had slapped Song Chenghai’s face, but without laying a finger on him.

truly are unpredictable..." Song Chenghai muttered to

Yi, pulled by Fang Yuying to a seat, understood what she was thinking and why she had done that. His sister seemed to be slapping Song

a subtle gesture, yet it spoke louder than

her exquisitely perfect profile in that moment seemed so divine and beautiful, gentle and approachable, a

table, but Song Chenghai didn’t say to

such formalities; she

said anything. Song Chenghai, noticing it too, pretended he hadn’t seen anything, while Song Wuliang

was unreserved, picking up her chopsticks

not refuse, and

it made Song Wuliang envious. Anyone could tell he was a food lover by

started eating; let’s eat too," Song Wuliang said as he picked

head was slapped from behind, and Song Chenghai glanced

or without anger, looked extremely wronged. He turned to look at Fang Yi and Fang Yuying, licking his tongue in what seemed like a

by a handsome and tall young man. Next

the one in front

immediately tensed up. Even Song Wuliang sat up straight as if facing a formidable enemy, careful to observe every movement. When Song Wuliang saw Fang Yi and Fang Yuying,

Haoyue and the others.

seat beside his elder brother, Song Chenghai, his face cold. He glanced over at Fang Yi and company with a

down next to his father, Song Zhenghan, followed

Yi suddenly put down his chopsticks and said indifferently, "Who do you think

dinner table suddenly went still, and the

Song Chenghai hadn’t expected it, Song Zhenghan hadn’t expected it, Yan Yingnan hadn’t expected it, and looking at Song Haoyue, there was a faint smile on his