An Zhenke, An Changshan and his son's eyes were about to burst, and they roared out only a few words.
On one side is Ping An Group, on the other side is Ahn Junxi.
How to choose?
An Junxi is their grandson and son, they are connected by blood and blood is thicker than water.
However, the expressions of the rest of the An family were uncertain. Of course they wanted to get the Ping An Group, and An Junxi's life and death had nothing to do with them.
But now it is An Zhenke, An Changshan and his son who are in charge, and they are not qualified to speak. Even so, everyone is still thinking, and they are discussing quietly in the mobile WeChat group, and there are strong signs of taking the lead in the opposite direction.
Little beast!
Damn it, damn it!
An Zhenke roared in his heart.
How could an old man like him not feel the emotional changes of his people? Ye Fan's move was not a multiple-choice question.
But forced!
Forcing him to choose Ping An Group.
Why?
Because once he chooses An Junxi, he will lose his support. If the tribesmen below him unite, he will feel very uncomfortable and may even be moved down.
If you choose Ping An Group, the next step will not be easy.
Ye Fan didn't need to take action, just saying hello to Zhao Qingmei and Fu Xuejian could prevent the development of Ping An Group from going smoothly.
Moreover, An Miaoyi has been in charge of the group for so many years and has united many people's hearts. Once An Miaoyi leaves Ping An Group, she will take away a large number of group elites...
An Zhenke was trembling all over.
If he chooses Ahn Jun-hee, his lineage will be doomed;
Choosing Ping An Group is also full of dangers, and Ping An Group may even fall in his hands, and he will become the sinner of Anjia.
"Ye Fan!"
An Zhenke couldn't help but yelled, "Pfft!"
"dad."
An Changshan screamed.
An Zhenke wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced around the tribe, and said miserably: "Everyone, you are all smart people, Ye Fan's eyes are clear. I'm sorry everyone, I choose Junxi."
"Grandpa." An Junxi burst into tears.
The An family couldn't help but sigh.
But Ye Fan laughed: "Okay, An Zhenke, you really impress me. If you choose Ping An Group, it will be your doom."
An Zhenke said: "What do you mean?"
Ye Fan looked at An Miaoyi and asked, "Mom, you still want to return to the An family."
"I..." An Miaoyi's eyes flashed.
She had stayed in the An family for half her life. If it weren't for Mark, how could he have quit the An family? For the disciples of a big family, family sentiment is very important.
Seeing this, Ye Fan made a decision in his heart.
He looked at An Zhenke and others, and said word by word: "My mother returned to the An family and continued to be the head of the An family. Let's put an end to the past. Everyone, are you willing?"
"What!"
The An family was shocked.
After a moment, someone shouted: "I agree, the head of the Miaoyi family has outstanding abilities, and only her superior An family can prosper."
"I agree."
"Follow the Miaoyi family master and never regret it until death!"
The tribesmen shouted in support.
An Zhenke and his son turned pale, knowing that the situation was over. They had completely lost their support and were no longer able to compete with An Miaoyi.
"Hahaha."
An Zhenke looked up to the sky and laughed, looking at Ye Fan with burning eyes and said: "You boy, you are very good, no wonder you can enter the big family of Zhongzhou. That's all, from now on, I will no longer get involved in the power struggle of the An family, and I will live my life with peace of mind.
"
After saying that, An Zhenke left the lobby tremblingly on crutches.
"Sister, I took Junxi back." Although An Changshan felt aggrieved, he had no choice but to be convinced and leave with An Junxi in his arms.