Rebirth: You Save Me with Your Deep Love

As a father, how can you not understand your son?

If it weren't for the Yan family's profound foundation and the fact that the power had always been in their hands, this family business would have been squandered by this unfilial son long ago.

The old man closed his eyes and said coldly: "If you want to vote, then vote. I don't have the energy or the desire to care about your affairs."

Yan Qirui's face changed instantly when he heard this. He clenched his fist behind his back and the viciousness in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Seeing this, the second daughter-in-law Li Xiuyun immediately spoke up, "Dad, if it were me, you should hand over the management rights of Sanyantang to Qirui. In the future, these little things will not bother you anymore. You just need to accompany the children and enjoy your old age."

Obviously, Li Xiuyun, a pretty girl with nothing but good looks, did not like what the old man said, and just thought that the old man really wanted to delegate power.

As soon as Li Xiuyun said this, the people in the third house could no longer sit still. Yan Qijun, the third son of the Yan family, immediately jumped out to object, "What do you mean by that?"

Yan Qijun glared at Li Xiuyun, "As everyone knows, only the head of my Yan family has been qualified to take over the Sanyan Hall. My father is still in the hall, but I didn't know when my second brother became the head of the Yan family?"

Seeing this, Master Yan's daughter Yan Qihui also chimed in, "That's right. Father is in good health, so how could Second Sister-in-law have such a rebellious mind? It's really impressive."

Seeing his beautiful young wife being besieged by everyone, Yan Qirui could no longer sit still. He hugged his young wife, who was twenty years younger than him, into his arms and turned to look at other people.

"My eldest brother and his wife died unexpectedly at an early age. As there is a hierarchy of seniority, I am naturally the next head of the Yan family. Xiuyun's words are not considered to be 'treasonous'."

As Yan Qirui spoke, his sharp eyes swept across everyone in the room, and he said coldly, "Or do you want father to work hard all his life and have no peace when he gets old?"

Yan Qihui disagreed with this, and immediately pointed at Yan Qirui's forehead and yelled, "Hey, what are you saying? What do you mean we can't let our father rest in peace?"

Yan Qijun didn't save face and sneered, "That's right. If we talk about seniority and legitimacy, then Feng Chi should be the successor to the position of the head of the family. He is the grandson of the eldest son. As for you, second brother... hehe, who said I don't know you?"

Seeing that everyone was arguing more and more fiercely, Mr. Yan felt a tightness in his chest. He stomped the dragon head crutch in his hand with all his strength and said with great sorrow: "Okay, stop arguing, I'm not dead yet!"

"Dad, I..."

Yan Qirui wanted to say something, but the old man had already stood up and walked straight out with the help of the housekeeper.

When he reached the door, the old man suddenly turned around and looked at everyone in the hall, his old eyes full of disappointment.

Receiving the old man's gaze, everyone looked back expectantly, thinking that the old man might say something. After all, he has always been soft-hearted and couldn't bear to see the younger generations suffer.

However, Mr. Yan looked at it for half a minute, but finally turned around and left without saying a word.

Li Xiuyun snuggled in Yan Qirui's arms and asked tenderly, "What does Dad mean by this?"

Yan Qihui glared at Li Xiuyun fiercely and said sarcastically: "What else can it mean? Of course it's disappointment. The daughter-in-law is unfilial, but she always hopes that the old man will die..."

After Yan Qihui finished speaking, she no longer gave Li Xiuyun any chance to bully her. She turned around and left the main room in her high heels.

"Hey, you... are slandering me..." Li Xiuyun was furious. She raised her slender finger and pointed at Yan Qihui who turned and left.

She wanted to curse loudly, but was afraid of ruining her gentle and pure image in Yan Qirui's heart, so she could only utter "slandering".

Mr. Yan returned to the study, took the health-preserving tea handed to him by the housekeeper, brought it to his lips and put it down again, then sighed heavily and completely lost interest in drinking tea.

"Master, calm down. The Second Young Master and the others just spoke out of turn. It is most important that you take care of yourself."

Old Master Yan pounded the table lightly and said with great sorrow: "Don't try to comfort me with nice words. I am not old and my eyes are not blurry yet. Their little tricks cannot be hidden from me."

"It's just that I didn't expect them to be so blatant. Especially the second brother. Our Yan family is engaged in art and has always been upright. How could we have ever cooperated with government officials? But he actually invited that minister to come."

"Tell me, can I trust the Yan family to be managed by someone like this?"

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but recall his discovery some time ago.

Is Feng Chi still alive? If so, why has there been no news for so long?

If he were gone... The expression in Mr. Yan's eyes changed, but finally returned to calm.

If Yan Fengchi was no longer around, he would rather donate the Yan family to the country to do good things, rather than hand it over to those useless descendants and let them ruin the Yan family's reputation.

***

The Autumn Banquet was also a simple banquet at the beginning. It was initiated by the Yan family and was hosted to entertain the representatives of various factions of the Yushan Sect, the heads of the families and their disciples.

But in modern times, as the popularity of the Yushan School has gradually increased, the number of disciples from various factions has increased sharply, and a simple banquet can no longer meet actual needs.

Today, the scale of the Autumn Banquet is unprecedentedly grand.

Participants in the banquet will be divided into nine banquets based on their different factions and identities, and the banquets will be held for three consecutive days.

The first banquet of the first day was also the most important banquet. It was hosted by the head of the Yan family and held in the Yan Mansion. Only the direct descendants of the six major factions of calligraphy, painting, engraving, poetry, seal carving, and piano were qualified to attend.

And this is the opportunity you have been waiting for.

He was well aware of the consequences of not killing the snake but getting bitten instead, and he also knew the principle of hitting the snake at its most vulnerable part.

Since he has made up his mind to take control of the Yan family, he must first get rid of the poisonous snakes in the house to avoid being bitten by them again.

Inside the Yan Mansion, Uncle Ji, Mr. Yan's personal butler, paused for a moment when he heard the familiar voice coming from the phone. His wrinkled face showed a mixture of disbelief and ecstasy that almost made him scream out loud.

Fortunately, Uncle Ji has always been by Grandpa Yan's side and has experienced many ups and downs. So he is able to remain calm at the moment and is not losing his composure.

Uncle Ji suppressed the sob that rose in his throat and called out "Young Master" in surprise.

"The old man is in the main hall welcoming guests. I will go and tell him the news of your return."

"Uncle Ji, please don't go yet." Yan Wuxu quickly stopped Uncle Ji's actions and explained, "I disappeared before because someone did it on purpose. Uncle Ji, please pick me up at the corner gate in the backyard first."

"Okay, I won't tell the old gentleman for now. I'll come pick you up right away." Uncle Ji watched Yan Fengchi grow up. Like Grandpa Yan, he is a person who can unconditionally trust and favor Yan Fengchi.

Yan Fengchi returned quietly, while at the autumn banquet on the other side, a battle to seize power and usurp the throne against Mr. Yan was being quietly planned.

[My dear children, Yan Wuxu is Yan Fengchi, with a surname of Yan, a given name of Fengchi, and a courtesy name of Wuxu \(^o^)/~]