Those men were acting arrogant, but when they saw the car not only fail to stop but instead speed up toward them, they panicked and scattered.
Not far away, a young man’s face darkened as he cursed, “Useless trash.”
They watched as Qin Yang drove into the Qin residence.
“A bunch of useless idiots,” the young man said coldly.
“Young Master, should we break in?” the man next to him asked.
The young man shot him a glance and said coldly, “That’s the Qin family. A prominent family. If I barge in openly, forget others taking action—my own father would beat me to death.”
They were from the underground world and didn’t want to stir up too much trouble.
“Let’s go. We’ll find another opportunity to deal with him. Also, get Qin Li to meet me. He owes me an explanation,” the young man said coldly.
If Qin Li were here, he would recognize him immediately—the young man was Ye Chen, son of the southern city’s underground boss.
Qin Yang didn’t give those people a second thought. Seeing they didn’t follow, he parked the car at the door and walked inside.
As soon as he entered, he saw Qin Weiye and the others already eating.
Qin Yang chuckled and walked over.
“You started eating without me?” Qin Yang asked.
“You’re the one without manners, not coming back at mealtime. Should we all wait for you?” Jiang Wanrou said coldly.
Qin Weiye chimed in, “You have no manners, wandering off as soon as you returned home. No one else is to blame.”
“If you had even a tenth of Qin Li’s sense, you wouldn’t be running wild right after getting back. No manners at all. You’re not eating lunch today,” Jiang Wanrou continued.
“Finished?” Qin Yang asked.
The three suddenly had a bad feeling.
“You better not—”
Before she could finish, Qin Yang flipped the table.
The dishes and soup spilled everywhere, soaking the three of them.
“My haute couture!” Jiang Wanrou screamed.
“Qin Yang, are you insane?” Qin Li tried to dodge but still got splashed.
Qin Weiye’s face turned livid, clutching his chest as if about to faint.
“If you won’t wait for me to eat, then no one eats,” Qin Yang said lightly.
The servants standing nearby didn’t even dare to breathe.
This was the master’s family affair—they had no right to speak.
“No one didn’t wait for you. You didn’t come back on time. Should we skip our meal because of you?” Jiang Wanrou said angrily.
“If Qin Li hadn’t come back, would you have waited for him?” Qin Yang asked.
“Of course we’d wait. We’re family,” Jiang Wanrou blurted out.
Qin Yang sneered.
It was only then that Jiang Wanrou realized what she had said. Her face turned pale and she shut her mouth. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
“Prepare another table exactly the same,” Qin Yang ordered.
The servants didn’t move, instead glancing at Qin Weiye.
Qin Yang grabbed a nearby vase and hurled it at the cook.
Startled, the cook dodged.
The vase shattered on the floor.
“Are you crazy? That’s a Yuan dynasty vase worth twenty million!” Qin Weiye roared.
“I’m hungry and want to eat. If the servants won’t obey me, I’ll smash things,” Qin Yang said calmly.
“Get out. You’re not part of the Qin family anymore,” Qin Weiye shouted, losing control.
He regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.
“You get out of the Qin family!”
Qin Li pretended to be concerned, “Brother, you’re too much. Look how angry you’ve made Dad. You should apologize and ask Dad not to kick you out.”
“You’re lecturing me?”
Qin Yang turned his gaze toward Qin Li.
Before Qin Li could react, Qin Yang slapped him, sending him sprawling unconscious on the ground.
Bloodied teeth were faintly visible from his slightly open mouth.
“Even though you’re just an adopted son, with no blood relation to me, by name I’m still your elder brother. How dare you lecture your elder brother? You don’t understand hierarchy—this slap is well deserved,” Qin Yang said seriously.
Qin Weiye nearly went insane.
“Have you ever spoken about hierarchy before?”
“That’s different. You’re not worthy,” Qin Yang said flatly.
“Get out!”
Qin Weiye pointed at the door.
BOOM.
Qin Yang kicked and shattered a table.
Qin Weiye’s face twitched—that table cost over two hundred thousand yuan.
“Remember, it’s easy to invite a god, but hard to send one away. If I hear you say ‘get out’ again, I’ll tear down this entire villa,” Qin Yang said.
Then he barked at the servants, “Go make the food.”
Terrified, they hurried to the kitchen.
“Some people just need a beating to listen,” Qin Yang said with a double meaning.
The couple looked like they were about to have a heart attack.
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Qin Weiye gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and left, unable to bear the sight.
Jiang Wanrou instructed the servants to carry Qin Li to the hospital.
“I should’ve never given birth to you,” she said, leaving with a face full of concern for Qin Li.
Qin Yang smiled faintly, indifferent.
With no expectations, there’s no disappointment.
Soon, a full table of dishes was ready.
The servants looked at Qin Yang with awe.
Though the Patriarch and his wife disliked him, they couldn’t do anything about him.
After eating, Qin Yang recalled that someone had tried to cause trouble for him earlier.
Since they had blocked his way back to the Qin family, it was time to deal with them.
At that moment, Ye Chen was in a club, holding a model in each arm, getting handsy.
Then his phone rang.
“You brat, get back here right now!”
Ye Chen was stunned.
His father had never spoken to him like that before.
Suppressing his confusion, Ye Chen rushed home.
When he entered the living room and saw the man sitting there, his eyes widened.
“You… why are you here?” Ye Chen exclaimed.
The next moment, a slap landed on his face, swelling it instantly.
“Kneel,” Ye Feilong said coldly.
Without hesitation, Ye Chen knelt down.
He trusted his father completely.
If his father told him to kneel, there must be a reason.
“Apologize to your uncle,” Ye Feilong ordered.
Uncle? Him?
Ye Chen stared wide-eyed but still said, “Uncle, I’m sorry.”
“Get up,” Qin Yang said.
Ye Chen stood up, confused, staring at his father.
Wasn’t this the Qin family’s long-lost son?
How did he suddenly become his uncle?