Chapter 10: Uncle

Those people were still quite arrogant, but seeing that the car not only didn't stop, but instead accelerated toward them.

They were all startled, then frantically dodged.

Not far away, a young man's face was grim as he spat, "Trash."

They saw Qin Yang driving the car into the Qin Family's residence.

"A bunch of trash."

The young man's expression was sinister.

"Young master, should we charge in?"

The person beside the young man asked.

The young man glanced at him, coldly saying: "That's the Qin Family, a prominent clan; if I blatantly charged in like that, without anyone else needing to intervene, my father would beat me to death."

They are ultimately underground forces; causing too big a commotion is not what they want.

"Let's go; wait for an opportunity to deal with him, and also that Qin Li—lure him out; I want him to give me an explanation."

The young man said coldly.

If Qin Li were here, he would recognize him; the young man is none other than Ye Chen, son of the Nan Cheng underground overlord.

Qin Yang didn't take those people to heart; seeing they hadn't pursued, he stopped the car at the gate and then went inside.

Just as he entered, Qin Yang saw that Qin Weiye and the others had already started eating.

This made Qin Yang laugh, and he walked over.

"You didn't wait for me to eat?"

Qin Yang asked.

"It's your own lack of manners—not coming back when it's time to eat; do you expect everyone to wait for you?"

Jiang Wanrou said coldly.

Qin Weiye also said: "It's your own lack of manners—just got back and running around everywhere; no wonder others blame you."

"If you had even a tenth of Qin Li's sense, you wouldn't be running around as soon as you got home; you have no manners at all, so you won't eat lunch today." Jiang Wanrou continued.

"Finished speaking?"

Qin Yang asked.

The three suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"Don't you—"

Before the two words "don't mess around" were even finished, Qin Yang directly flipped the table.

Food and dishes spilled all over the floor and onto the three of them.

"Ah, my haute couture." Jiang Wanrou screamed.

"Qin Yang, you're crazy." Qin Li also jumped back, but still ended up soaked in soup and water.

Qin Weiye's face turned livid, he clutched his chest, nearly vomiting blood from anger.

"Since you won't wait for me to eat, then nobody should eat."

Qin Yang said lightly.

The servants stood aside, not daring to breathe.

This is the master's affair; they have no right to speak.

"Nobody is not waiting for you; it's just that you didn't come back. Do you really think we wouldn't eat if you didn't return?" Jiang Wanrou said angrily.

"If Qin Li hadn't come back, would you wait for him?" Qin Yang asked.

"Of course we would; we're a family." Jiang Wanrou said without thinking.

Qin Yang snorted coldly.

At that moment, Jiang Wanrou realized what she had said; her face changed instantly and she shut her mouth.

"Make another table of food, just like the previous one."

Qin Yang ordered.

The servant didn't move, merely looking toward Qin Weiye.

Qin Yang directly picked up a nearby vase and threw it at the servant responsible for cooking.

The person was startled and quickly dodged.

The vase hit the floor, and Qin Weiye roared: "You're crazy—that's my blue-and-white porcelain worth twenty million!"

"I'm hungry, I want to eat; since this servant won't listen to me, I'll smash something." Qin Yang said lightly.

"Get out, you get out of the Qin Family right now—I don't have a father like you."

Qin Weiye was so angry he was dazed.

After saying that, Qin Weiye's face turned black.

"Get out of the Qin Family."

Qin Li, standing aside, hypocritically said: "Brother, you're going too far—look how you've angered Dad; you should hurry up and apologize so Dad doesn't kick you out of the Qin Family."

"Are you blaming me?"

Qin Yang's gaze fell on Qin Li.

Without waiting for Qin Li to speak, Qin Yang slapped him across the face, knocking Qin Li face-first to the ground, unconscious.

From his slightly open mouth, one could faintly see several bloody teeth.

"Although you're an adopted son and not related by blood, nominally I'm still your brother; you dare to accuse your own brother, knowing nothing of seniority—you deserve a beating."

Qin Yang said solemnly.

Qin Weiye was nearly driven mad.

"Have you ever taught us about seniority and respect?"

That's different; you're not worthy.

Qin Yang said indifferently.

"Get lost."

Qin Weiye pointed at the door.

Thud.

Qin Yang kicked out with one foot, directly smashing a table.

Qin Weiye's mouth twitched; that table cost over 200,000.

"Remember, inviting a god is easy, sending him away is hard. If I hear you say 'get lost' again, I'll demolish this villa next time."

Having finished, Qin Yang barked at the servant: "Hurry up and cook."

The servant jumped in fright and hurried into the kitchen.

"Really despicable, won't listen unless beaten."

Qin Yang's words had a double meaning.

The couple both looked like they were about to have a heart attack.

They've brought back a jinx; since Qin Yang returned, the whole Qin family has been thrown into chaos.

Qin Weiye gritted his teeth, gave a cold snort, turned and left, out of sight, out of mind.

And Jiang Wanrou directed the servants to lift Qin Li out and send him to the hospital.

"If I had known it would be like this, I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place."

Having said that, Jiang Wanrou turned and left, following the carried-away Qin Li with a look of concern.

Qin Yang smiled; he didn't care at all.

With no expectations, what disappointment could there be?

A table of dishes was quickly prepared.

The servants looked at Qin Yang with reverence.

This person is indeed not liked by the master and mistress, but who made him so capable?

Even the master and mistress can do nothing about him.

After finishing the meal, Qin Yang realized that someone was looking for trouble for him today.

Just now, on the way back to the Qin family, someone blocked him; it seems we need to settle this.

At this moment, Ye Chen was in a club, with a tender model on each side, his hands all over them.

Just then, a phone call came in.

"Unfilial son, get back here."

Ye Chen was dazed.

In his memory, this was the first time his father had spoken to him like this.

Had he violated heavenly law?

Suppressing the doubt in his heart, Ye Chen returned home.

When he saw clearly who was sitting in the living room, his eyes widened instantly.

"How are you here?"

Ye Chen exclaimed.

The next moment, a slap landed directly on his face, instantly swelling half of Ye Chen's face.

"Kneel."

Ye Feilong said coldly.

Ye Chen, without a word, knelt down directly.

He trusted his father completely.

If his father told him to kneel, he must have a reason to do so.

"Apologize to your uncle."

Ye Feilong said.

"Uncle?"

"Him?"

Ye Chen widened his eyes, but still said, "Uncle, sorry."

"Get up."

Qin Yang spoke.

Ye Chen stood up, his eyes full of doubt as he looked at his father.

"Isn't the other party the long-lost child of the Qin family? How did he become my uncle?"