An Miaoyi sent a message to the family, saying that a big man would come tonight and ask the tribe members to prepare a family dinner and welcome the hospitality.

evening.

Ye Fan sat An Miaoyi's Rolls-Royce and He Lan was the driver. The three of them rushed to An's mansion.

This house is no worse than the Xiao family, and it is very generous.

At the door of the house.

The second generation of the An family is middle-aged and the third generation of young people are all there, standing neatly, waiting under the leadership of a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

"Here's here."

A young man shouted.

His name is An Junxi. Because An Miaoyi was not married and had children, he was the eldest son of the An family.

Seeing the car coming, the middle-aged man in charge, the second generation of the An family, except An Miaoyi's second-person, An Changshan, went down the steps.

"Sister."

An Changshan greeted him.

But when An Miaoyi saw her young man pulling out of the car, An Changshan was stunned, and everyone in An Junxi behind him was stunned.

After so many years, An Miaoyi has never had close contact with a man, and she actually took a little white face home tonight.

What's going on?

This is...going to get married!

In an instant, An Changshan, An Junxi and his son flashed a trace of haze in their eyes.

An family has a ancestral teaching: the head of the family must be a descendant of the eldest son, regardless of gender.

In other words, An Miaoyi's lineage has always been the head of the family.

Originally, the other branches of the An family had already died of this heart, but unexpectedly, the incense of the eldest son's lineage was withered, and now there is only An Miaoyi, a woman, and she is not married yet.

An Changshan, the second-ranked branch, has become active in mind. As long as you survive An Miaoyi, the head of the family will spread to their lineage.

However, now An Miaoyi takes the young man home, and is suspected of getting married and having children... This is a ruthless dream of An Changshan and his son's head.

How could they not be angry!

"aunt."

An Junxi couldn't help but rush over and asked, "Who is this little brother? What does it have to do with you?"

An Miaoyi said, "Go in and talk."

An Miaoyi led Ye Fan and took He Lan into the house with great strides; the people at the door followed closely behind.

Only An Changshan and his son did not move, and their faces became very gloomy.

"Dad, what should I do?"

"What a panic, let's see what An Miaoyi said first." An Changshan took An Junxi to the lobby with a calm face.

At that time.

There is a white-haired old man in the lobby.

This is the greatest status of the An family's older generation. An Changshan's father, An Miaoyi, also has to call him Uncle II.

"Miaoyi, everyone is here, let's talk." An Zhenke's voice was low and his tone was not kind.

"This is my adopted son."

boom!

As soon as he opened his mouth, the audience was in an uproar.

The three descendants of An Zhenke were even more heavy.

The rest of the An family kept silent, knowing that this was not something they could get involved, but the struggle between An Miaoyi and An Zhenke.

"Miaoyi, it's not in accordance with the rules." An Zhenke tapped the table with his fingers, his tone of coldness.

"Second uncle, why don't you follow the rules? The family stipulates that I can't have an adopted son?" An Miaoyi did not retreat at all.

Seeing sparks splashing between the two, An Changshan came out to be a white-faced person.

"Why bother to be angry with my family? Sister, please introduce what the identity of this young man is? It is impossible to just bring him from the street and say that he is your adopted son."

"Yes, what is your identity?" An Junxi stared at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked at An Miaoyi and saw her glance around, then slowly said: "Tonight, there are two major events."

"First, I have already said that this is my adopted son Ye Fan."

"Ye Fan?"

Everyone was confused and wanted to break their heads, but they had never heard of Hao Jun named "Ye Fan" in Changning.

An Junxi snorted disdainfully: "Auntie, stop keeping it aside. What is the truth about Ye Fan? As far as I know, there is no one in the Changning elite circle. Could it be that you really pulled one of them back from the street?"

An Miaoyi glanced at it.

A look made An Junxi clever and shrank her neck.

An Changshan was not in a hurry to find out Ye Fan's background, but asked, "Sister, what about the second thing?"

"The second thing is simple. Half of Ping An Group's shares will be transferred to Ye Fan and promoted to the honorary president of Ping An Group."

After An Miaoyi finished speaking, the audience was silent.

Everyone found it incredible, and even Ye Fan did not expect An Miaoyi to suddenly make this decision.

Ping An Group's general shares are equivalent to half of the An family's economy in Ye Fan's hands, which is a few billion assets!

Given to others for free?

What an international joke?

A brief quiet, the lobby was in full swing.

"Bang!"

An Zhenke slapped the table and scolded angrily: "An Miaoyi, you are becoming more and more arrogant. You dare to say such a ruthless word. I really want to beat you!"

An Changshan sneered: "Sister, give half of our An family property to an outsider. I don't know what you think. We don't agree, and our ancestors will not agree. Please don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, the head of the family, we cannot agree to this."

"Aunt, you're confused."

"Please think twice."

Everyone was opposed.

An Miaoyi was not discouraged.

She knew the result and proposed it tonight, just to test it in advance.

And An Zhenke asked, "Now, you should confess, what is this kid's identity and background, it's worth giving away half of the property."

"He is the son of Brother Jianghe."

"Brother Jianghe? Who?" An Zhenke looked puzzled and looked at each other with An Changshan and the others.

But suddenly, someone shouted: "Jianghe? I won't talk about Ye Jianghe, the Ye family twenty years ago!"

Suddenly, the older generation and the second generation middle-aged man buzzed.

Their eyes fell on Ye Fan in unison, and then An Changshan shouted: "This face is very similar to Ye Jianghe!"

All the An family members were in agitation.

As we all know, An Miaoyi loved Ye Jianghe back then. Could it be that Ye Fan was her and Ye Jianghe's illegitimate son?

"impossible!"

An Junxi was unwilling to accept this result. How could an outsider snatch the position of Dingding's head of the family be stolen after a while?

He pointed at An Miaoyi and shouted: "I don't believe that the Ye family had been destroyed twenty years ago, so why would there be remnants of the Ye family? I don't admit it, no one will admit it. Ye Fan cannot stay in An's house."

"You are talking to me like this?" An Miaoyi glared at me and scolded, "Kneel down."

"I don't accept it!" An Junxi roared and shouted excitedly: "An Miaoyi, you are so shameless. You actually have an illegitimate child with Ye Jianghe. It's so hard for you to cheat everyone. You are so calculating and so cunning!!"

Bang.

As soon as he finished speaking, An Junxi flew out.

"Jun-hee!"

An Changshan exclaimed, ran over and helped An Junxi up, and found that half of his face was swollen, and he was immediately furious.

"Ye Fan! You actually hit someone in my house!"

"He should fight my father and godmother, I have already shown mercy to him." Ye Fan said with murderous aura.

"You are trying to die!" An Changshan was furious and shouted: "Come on, take this bastard down for me."
To be continued...