Beside the old lady, in addition to the first, second and fourth bedrooms of the Ye family, there are also the four kings of Ye Hall with upright bodies.
Ye Fan glanced at the old lady of the Ye family and found that the old lady of the Ye family had a straight back, radiant face, straight eyes, and a calm and powerful look.
She feels like Grandma Rong in Huan Zhu, a person who is extremely difficult to get along with at first glance.
The old woman in gray clothes who supported her was also extraordinary. Although she was thin and skinny, there was an indescribable coldness and emptiness all over her body.
Her whole person gave people an inconspicuous feeling, but made Ye Fan smell an extremely dangerous aura.
Although the old lady of the Ye family is old, her qualifications, seniority, resources and authority are still enough to suppress the entire audience.
"mom!"
"grandmother!"
"Old lady!"
"Old lady!"
Seeing the old lady appear, both the guests and Ye Ruge and Ye Tiandong stood up one after another and even stepped forward to greet her.
Luo Feihua and Ye Jingcheng also restrained their murderous intentions and waited respectfully for her to take charge of the overall situation.
Zheng Qiankun also twitched his eyelids and said with a smile: "Old lady!"
"Pa—" Before he could finish his words, the old lady slapped Zheng Qiankun in the face, swollen his cheek.
Zheng Qiankun didn't get angry, he just touched his cheek and smiled: "If you feel unhappy, old lady, just say hello."
"Pa—" the old lady slapped her again, causing the corners of Zheng Qiankun's mouth to bleed, and he staggered back a few steps.
Fortunately, Ye Fan caught him in time so he didn't fall to the ground.
Zheng Qiankun was still smiling and did not dare to question or resist.
No matter in terms of qualifications, connections or skills, he and the old lady are not on the same level. How can he dare to have the slightest intention of fighting each other?
"Pa—" "On such a great day, with so many guests, and you are causing trouble like this in public, do you think that there is no one left in the Ye family, or do you think that I am going to die?"
The old lady slapped Zheng Qiankun on the face again and shouted: "Answer me!"
"Old lady, calm down!"
Zheng Qiankun squeezed out a smile: "Qiankun really doesn't dare to cause trouble. Even if you give me ten courages, I don't dare to act wild at the birthday banquet of the Lord of Ye Clan."
"It's just that Ye Fan is really the lost son of Master Ye and Zhao Mingyue. They have been looking for him for more than 20 years and waiting for him for more than 20 years. Their whole lives have been severely tortured."
"I feel the same way and sympathize with him, so when I found Ye Fan, I couldn't help but be happy and wanted to share it with the Ye family master, his wife and all the guests."
"Old madam, I can 100% guarantee that Ye Fan is the son of the leader of the Ye clan and your grandson."
Zheng Qiankun bowed his body and was very humble, but in Ye Fan's eyes, he looked like a knife ready to go.
Ye Tiandong heard this and subconsciously stepped forward to find out.
The excitement on his face was somewhat difficult to suppress.
son?
Is Ye Fan really his son?
Isn’t Zheng Qiankun just trying to cause trouble for the Ye family?
Just when Ye Tiandong was about to make a move, Qin Wuji reached out and grabbed him.
Qin Wuji's eyes were deep and he shook his head gently, signaling not to lose control.
Ye Zhendong was startled, then took a long breath and gradually calmed down.
The more critical the moment, the more he needs to control the overall situation.
At this moment, Zheng Qiankun arched his hands: "Congratulations to the sect master, congratulations to the old lady, the family is reunited..." "Pa--" The old lady raised her hand and slapped Zheng Qiankun to the ground without saying anything.
"Zheng Qiankun, don't play tricks in front of me. The third son's son is already dead. How can there be any family reunion?"
"You are talking nonsense here and teasing right and wrong. Do you want to cause trouble to the third child's party, or are you just going crazy?"
"roll!"
"Since you are the representative of the Zheng family, and the third child's banquet is not suitable for bloodshed, I will not pursue the offense between you and the Zheng family."
The old lady said in a stern voice: "But you have to get out of here now!"
"Old madam, Ye Fan is really your grandson!"
Zheng Qiankun rubbed his cheeks and stood up again and said: "I have the genetic testing of Ye Fan and Ye Clan leader, Zhao Mingyue!"
"I accidentally discovered that Ye Fan was somewhat similar to Master Ye Clan in Longdu, so out of curiosity, I took Ye Fan's hair and compared it with the blood of Master Ye Clan's fingernails."
“Turns out they’re really a family!”
His voice echoed throughout the audience: "I have tested in several hospitals and they have proven that they are related by blood."
Ye Fan's expression changed slightly. Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiankun had already targeted him and secretly took his things for testing.
He subconsciously looked at Zheng Junqing.
Zheng Junqing coughed and turned his head to avoid Ye Fan's gaze. There is no doubt that his task in Jin Zhilin is not just as a coachman... Zheng Qiankun shouted: "Bring the genetic report to the old lady."
Zheng Junqing hurriedly asked someone to bring a stack of reports.
It seems like there are only a few reports, but in fact, the Zheng family has invested a lot of manpower and material resources for this, and it has become the focus of the Zheng family in the past six months.
It can be said that these reports are worth their weight in gold.
Seeing this, Ye Fan's head became even more dizzy. He knew in his heart that Zheng Qiankun had even produced a report. Today's scene was probably not a joke.
Could he really be the son of Ye Tiandong and Zhao Mingyue?
His fists clenched invisibly.
Zheng Qiankun took it and handed it to the old lady: "Old madam, please take a look at it, the authoritative hospital report..." "Boom -" The old lady didn't even look at these reports. She stretched out her hand and patted them. The report instantly shattered into a pile.
Shredded paper fell to the ground.
It's like snowflakes all over the sky, and it also confuses everyone's eyes.
The old lady took a step forward, looked at Zheng Qiankun and shouted: "Just because I am eighty years old does not mean that I am old and confused."
"Do you think that if you just make up a few reports, I will believe it because you want to find your grandson?"
"Over the past 20 years or so, I have had 1,300 appraisals placed in front of me, but none of them have ever been genuine."
"Why should I believe the paternity test report produced by you, a person who is hostile to the Ye family?"
"Zheng Qiankun, I know what you are thinking. Don't you just want to disrupt the birthday banquet and embarrass the Ye family?"
"Now that you have disgusted everyone, you can get out of here!"
"This is the last warning!"
"If you dare to say one more word, I will let you die here immediately."
She gave an order: "Can Jian, if Zheng Qiankun dares to talk too much, he will be killed without mercy!"
Can Jian took a step forward.
Zheng Qiankun's face changed drastically. He thought of many changes, but he didn't expect the old lady to be so strong.
He was about to open his mouth to say something, but saw Can Jian take out the broken sword.
He knew that with Can Jian's style, if he spoke out, he would be killed, so he could only bite his lip and think about how to solve the situation.
After suppressing Zheng Qiankun, the old lady looked at Ye Fan, who had been digesting the news, with a hint of vigilance and sharpness in her eyes: "Whether you are being used as a gunman, or you are colluding with Zheng Qiankun, you have to start from here."
Get out!"
The old lady shouted to Ye Fan without mercy: "Get out!"
Ye Ruge also tilted his head slightly towards Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, you get out of here first, don't be used as a pawn."
"I know nothing about today's incident, and it is not my wish to disrupt the banquet. I am willing to say sorry to the leader of the Ye clan."
Ye Fan looked at the old lady of the Ye family indifferently: "But I am here to attend the birthday banquet of the leader of the Ye family. Only he has the final say whether I want to leave or not."
"You...don't count!"
He maintained his tenacity.
"presumptuous!"
The old lady's face darkened and she shouted: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"
"Throw it out!"
Several Ye family bodyguards approached Ye Fan with gun bags and murderous intent.
Can Jian frowned slightly but made no move.
"Whoosh——" Just when the bodyguards of the Ye family were about to take Ye Fan away, a slender figure suddenly rushed into the arena like a magic weapon descending from the sky! Then, she kicked out, and the shadow of her legs filled the sky.
"Ah——" Several Ye family bodyguards felt pain in their wrists, then dropped their guns to the ground and backed away with a groan.
"Who dares to touch my son?"
Zhao Mingyue protected Ye Fan and looked coldly at the audience.
