An Miaoyi sent a message to the family, saying that a big man was coming tonight and asked the clan members to prepare a family banquet and welcome the hospitality warmly.
evening.
Ye Fan sat in An Miaoyi's Rolls-Royce, He Lan acted as the driver, and the three of them rushed to An's mansion.
This house is no worse than the Xiao family, it is very luxurious.
The door of the house.
The second generation of the middle-aged An family and the third generation of young people were all there, standing neatly and waiting under the leadership of a middle-aged man wearing glasses.
"I'm coming."
A young man shouted.
His name is An Junxi, and since An Miaoyi is not married and has children, he is the eldest son of the An family.
Seeing the car approaching, the middle-aged man in the lead - An Changshan, the second-in-command of the second generation of the An family besides An Miaoyi, walked down the steps.
"Sister."
An Changshan greeted him.
But when he saw An Miaoyi leading a young man out of the car, An Changshan was dumbfounded. Everyone behind An Junxi was stunned.
In all these years, An Miaoyi has never had close contact with a man, and tonight she actually went home with a pretty boy.
what's the situation?
This is... getting married!
In an instant, a hint of gloom flashed in the eyes of An Changshan, An Junxi and his son.
The An family has an ancestral motto: regardless of whether the head of the family is male or female, he must be the direct descendant of the family.
In other words, An Miaoyi's lineage has always been the head of the family.
Originally, the other branches of the An family had given up on this idea long ago, but they didn't expect that the first lineage, Xiang Ling, was now the only woman, An Miaoyi, and she was not married yet.
The second-ranked branch of An Changshan is mentally active. As long as it survives An Miaoyi, the family leader will pass on to their branch.
However, now An Miaoyi comes home with a pretty girl, who is suspected of getting married and having children... This ruthlessly shatters the dream of An Changshan and his son, the head of the family.
How could they not be angry!
"aunt."
An Junxi couldn't help but rushed over and asked, "Who is this little brother and what does it have to do with you?"
An Miaoyi said: "Go in and talk."
An Miaoyi took Ye Fan and strode into the house with He Lan; the person at the door followed closely behind.
Only An Changshan and his son did not move, their expressions became very gloomy.
"Dad, what should I do?"
"Why are you panicking? Let's see what An Miaoyi says first." An Changshan said with a sullen face and brought An Junxi to the lobby.
At that time.
There is an old man with white hair sitting high in the lobby.
This is the older generation of the An family who has the highest status. An Changshan's father, An Miaoyi, has to be called second uncle.
"Miaoyi, everyone is here, let's talk." An Zhenke's voice was low and his tone was unkind.
"This is my adopted son."
boom!
As soon as he opened his mouth, the whole place was in an uproar.
The faces of An Zhenke's descendants became even darker.
The rest of the An family kept silent, knowing that this was not something they could get involved in. It was a struggle between An Miaoyi and An Zhenke.
"Miaoyi, it's against the rules." An Zhenke tapped his fingers on the table with a cold tone.
"Second uncle, why are you not following the rules? The family rules that I cannot have an adopted son." An Miaoyi did not back down.
Seeing sparks flying between the two, An Changshan came out to make a fool of himself.
"My family, why should you be angry? Sister, you should introduce me to this young man's identity? You can't just pull him from the street and say 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 scanning around, and then said slowly: "Tonight, there are two major events."
"First, I have already said that this is my adopted son Ye Fan."
"Ye Fan?"
Everyone was very confused and thought hard, but they had never heard of a hero named "Ye Fan" in Changning.
An Junxi snorted disdainfully: "Auntie, stop showing off, what is Ye Fan's background? As far as I know, there is no one named Ye Fan among the elite circles in Changning. Did you really just pull someone back from the street, auntie?"