The meeting room at the brigade headquarters instantly fell silent.
Song Yunuan glared at Chu Zizhou with a hostile gaze, "Brigade Leader Chu, you recognize this person, right? Give us an explanation."
Chu Zizhou's eyes bulged, how was he supposed to explain?
"Explain what?"
"Explain why he ran to my house to kneel first thing in the morning, and also, what's with all this blood in his mouth, looks like he even lost some teeth. Who beat him up? It better not be pinned on my family. Even if it is, we're not afraid. In the end, it can all come down to filing a complaint and going through a lawsuit."
Old Mrs. Song's face darkened, "Zizhou, I, Old Mrs. Song, haven't offended you, have I?"
Song Liang was about to explain for Chu Zizhou on the other side. It was clear that Chu Zizhou was being wronged.
But then Old Man Song pushed him, and Song Liang immediately shut up.
Foolish son, didn't you see how respectfully that man was treating Chu Zizhou?
