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But the feud between Zhou Pingyong and his sister Zhou Rongli had deepened the most. Moreover, Zhou Rongli had publicly declared in front of many people that from now on, she would have nothing to do with Zhou Pingyong.
Now, she wanted to reconcile and even hoped that Zhou Pingyong would take the initiative to make amends, but Zhou Pingyong found that impossible.
"Mom, if you say it like that, it loses its meaning. Three years ago, I admit I said a few things to her. But as her older brother, am I not allowed to speak to my sister?" Zhou Pingyong said lightly.
"Why are you so stubborn? You’re siblings; what can’t you talk about? Do you really want to be at odds with Zhou Rongli?" The old lady's expression darkened. In these times, every family had its own troubles, and family matters were as tangled as a mess of yarn, hard to untangle.
"Mom, there’s really nothing more to say between us. Honestly, we’ve said everything that needed to be said back then. I think things are fine as they are now," Zhou Rongli suddenly spoke up, her tone somewhat indifferent.
"I agree; this is fine. She can go her own way while I go mine. We don’t interfere with each other. I don’t want anything of hers, and when she gets into trouble later, I just hope it doesn’t drag me down," Zhou Pingyong said with a cold laugh.
"Don’t worry; I won’t get into trouble," Zhou Rongli replied in a low voice.
"It would be strange if your son didn’t get into trouble with his style of doing things. When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the wall collapses, everyone pushes it down. Do you know what awaits you when your son loses power? Hehe," Zhou Pingyong said meaningfully.
"Unfortunately for you, that day will never come," Zhou Rongli laughed.
"There’s nothing eternal in this world; let’s wait and see," Zhou Pingyong sneered.
"What are you two doing? You’re siblings; why turn each other into enemies?" The old lady sighed deeply as she saw the tension escalating between them. She felt helpless; she had naively thought that time would heal their rift and that when they reunited, both sides would take a step back and smile away their grievances. She hadn’t expected the animosity to run so deep that it was nearly impossible to resolve.
"Mom, just don’t worry about it too much. And honestly, you shouldn’t get too close to Zhou Rongli’s family. Don’t be fooled by their current power; even tall buildings can collapse overnight, not to mention how Zhou Rongli’s family came to power," Zhou Pingyong said with a hint of bitterness in his voice. He was indeed envious of Zhou Rongli’s family's rise and felt unbalanced inside, always finding reasons to tarnish others’ reputations for his own psychological balance.
"Is it so hard for you to see anything good about Zhou Rongli’s family?" The old lady's face darkened further; she was already quite angry.
"Mom, your grandson is completely out of control. Don’t think he only killed Hu Sanxiong's son; he has killed many others—Central China's Underground Boss Xiao Junyong's son, Southwest big shot Feng Laowu's son, and even Feng Laowu himself—all died by his hand. His hands are stained with blood. I know young people can be arrogant after learning some skills, but there are always people better than you in this world. In vast Huaxia, there are countless extraordinary individuals. If he continues to act so recklessly, he won’t have a good ending."
"And in these past two years, everyone has said there’s been no news of him; I suspect he’s hiding from enemies or evading capture by the authorities. Mom, I even suspect your grandson is now a wanted criminal."
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