In Old Master Song's study.
Not only was Uncle Song there, but Song Xiaotian's mother was there too.
Quite a few guests had come over that day, yet the hosts were all gathered in here, waiting for Meng Yifan to bring Song Xiaotian over. That alone showed how seriously they took this matter.
Uncle Song already had his belt in hand. If the old master hadn't said there were too many guests that day and they should leave Song Xiaotian some dignity, he would have been running all over the house by now.
Before long, Meng Yifan returned.
After he came in, I thought Song Xiaotian would follow, but to my surprise, it was the Seventh Master.
Song Xiaotian was hiding behind the Seventh Master, looking thoroughly shifty.
The Seventh Master took one look at the gathering in the room. This was their family business, after all, so how could he serve as Song Xiaotian's shield? He pulled Song Xiaotian out from behind him and patted his shoulder. "Think before you answer, or over a hundred people will be watching you get a beating today."
With that, the Seventh Master came over and sat beside Meng Yifan and me.
Song Xiaotian stood there, not daring to breathe too loudly. I could see his legs trembling.
Uncle Song glared at him, his face livid, and barked, "Stand properly!"
Song Xiaotian shuddered and immediately straightened up as though standing at military attention.
He isn't afraid of anything, yet he's this terrified of his dad. He must have taken plenty of beatings as a kid, I thought.
"Xiao Tian, I hear you have a girlfriend."
Old Master Song smiled. "Why didn't you tell the family? It's your grandfather's big birthday celebration today, and you didn't even bring her home for me to meet?"