Although she was a little unhappy, it was just the old man's order, Song Yingjie dared not not to go. She glanced at Zhuo Yifan with some reluctance, and then walked out of the old man's study with her lips curled.

"Little guy, what do you want to know?" Mr. Song asked with a smile.

"Why is the gift I asked me to give to Mr. Zhao today? "Zhuo Yifan hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hide the confusion in his heart, so he asked.

"I knew you would ask this question! Actually, it's nothing. The bullet was taken out of me, and it happened decades ago!" Old Master Song's eyes flashed, but he said disapprovingly.

"What? The old man was shot when he was young?" Zhuo Yifan asked in surprise.

"What's this? The old man suffered countless injuries back then. Not to mention being shot, there are shrapnel in my right leg that the Japanese shells exploded in!" Mr. Song said with a laugh.

"Then why did Mr. Zhao leave immediately after seeing the bullet? Did the old man get shot that time? It was related to Mr. Zhao?" Zhuo Yifan seemed to understand a little, and then asked hesitantly.

"That's right! That bullet was taken to save him back then! If I hadn't saved him once, the Zhao family would probably no longer exist!" Mr. Song said here, as if he had recalled the scene back then, and his expression became gloomy.

"So that's the case? No wonder Mr. Zhao later said something he didn't owe you! Mr. Zhuo Yifan today, for the sake of his younger generation, he actually asked you to use that favor. Isn't it worth it?" Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his heart. This old man treats himself like his grandson. I guess Song Yingjie can't enjoy this kind of treatment! Zhuo Yifan already understood the value of that bullet. It was to ask the old man to owe Mr. Song a life!

"Is that worth it? Is that little thing worth it? It's useless to put that little thing here. This time I'm using it well and can help you a little favor!" Mr. Song said disapprovingly, then looked at Shen Jiayi, and then smiled and said, "It seems that you are very concerned about this girl!"

Zhuo Yifan and Shen Jiayi looked at each other, and they couldn't help but mutter in their hearts. Old Master Song was Song Zixin's grandfather, but he actually brought Shen Jiayi in front of him. Today, he owed Mr. Song a huge favor for Shen Jiayi, which made Zhuo Yifan feel a little uneasy.

"Old man, I know this matter is a bit ridiculous, but... it's all my fault, don't blame Jiayi!" Zhuo Yifan said nervously.

"Haha!" Mr. Song then laughed and pointed at Zhuo Yifan's nose and said, "You boy, I have lived for most of my life. What can't be clear about? Now it's the world of you young people. Old man, I'm old, it's useless! I don't mean to blame you. Men, especially those with ability, it's normal to have more women! But little guy, grandpa, I still want to remind you, although I can turn a blind eye to this matter, old man, you have to grasp it yourself! No matter what, you can't let my good granddaughter of the Song family suffer a grievance, right? And they are two good granddaughters!"
Chapter completed!