The Ye family was one of the eight major families in the capital. In the entire Xia Country, the Ye family could be considered a first-rate family in the Xia Country.
In the military, political, and business world, there were many members of the Ye family who held important positions. The head of the family, Ye Canghai, was once a big shot in the political world of the Xia Country. Although he had retired now, his influence was not to be outdone.
It was a simple and grand courtyard house. Although the walls were slightly mottled, in a place like the capital, the value of such a courtyard house was simply immeasurable.
Gongs, drums, and firecrackers rang in the sky.
In front of the Ye family courtyard.
Countless luxurious cars were parked there, and there was an endless stream of people shuttling in and out. If there were reporters here, they would definitely be shocked to discover that everyone who entered the Ye family courtyard was a famous person in the military, political, and business world.
Today was a joyous day. It was Ye Canghai's 70th birthday. A large "longevity" word was pasted everywhere in the Ye family courtyard, and there were dozens of birthday banquet tables. The noise of the guests was endless.
"Qingzhu, today is the old man's 70th birthday. Uncle is very happy that you can come. There's no need for gifts." Ye Hanchuan smiled and looked at Xia Qingzhu in front of him with a doting look in his eyes.
"Haha."
Xia Tiejun laughed and said, "Old Ye, what are you saying? How can we be rude on Old Man Ye's birthday? Qingzhu, hurry up and greet Uncle Ye."
"Hello, Uncle Ye," Xia Qingzhu said politely.
"Good, good, good."
Ye Hanchuan said "good" three times. His eyes turned slightly and he directly called his son, Ye Yu, who was beside him, and said, "Qingzhu, it's not easy for you to come to our house. You have to get closer to her."
Ye Yu was wearing a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He gave off a gentle feeling. He smiled warmly at Xia Qingzhu and said, "Qingzhu, long time no see. Let's take a seat."
"Oh, isn't this Qingzhu's niece?"
Without waiting for Xia Qingzhu and her father to take a seat, a coquettish laughter followed. A middle-aged man and woman walked out from the inner courtyard, followed by a young man.
"Qingzhu greets Uncles and Aunts," Xia Qingzhu said politely.
Ye Canghai had three sons in total. Ye Hanchuan and his son were from the second branch, and the one walking towards Xia Qingzhu was from the third branch.
If Ye Xuan was here, he would definitely recognize that the woman walking in front of him was the wife of his biological father, Ye Cang Hao. Moreover, this woman's background was not small. She was the eldest daughter of one of the eight great families in the capital, the Nangong family.
Behind her were naturally Ye Xuan's biological father, Ye Canghao, and his younger brother, Ye Ping.
"Ping 'er, why aren't you greeting your Sister Qingzhu?" Nangong Yun turned around and said to Ye Ping with a gentle smile.
"Greetings, Sister Qingzhu."
Ye Ping and Ye Ling 'er were twins and Ye Xuan's biological brother. At this moment, he was wearing a casual suit and smiling at Xia Qingzhu.
"You … you're Ye Xuan's younger brother, right?" Looking at Ye Ping in front of her, Xia Qingzhu's eyes lit up and she asked him directly.
As Xia Qingzhu's voice fell, Nangong Yun's expression changed slightly, but she didn't say anything. On the other hand, Ye Ping was stunned and Ye Xuan's appearance appeared in his mind. However, he slowly shook his head and said, "Ye Xuan is indeed my elder brother, but he has passed away many years ago."
"Passed away many years ago?"
Hearing Ye Ping's words, Xia Qingzhu's expression changed. She had just met Ye Xuan yesterday. How could he have passed away many years ago?
Just as Xia Qingzhu was puzzled, Ye Canghao said in a low voice, "Qingzhu, that unfilial son has died long ago. Don't mention him on such a joyous day."
Ye Canghao was Ye Xuan's biological father. He was dressed in a military uniform and had a serious expression on his face. He gave off a sense of majesty and was extraordinarily handsome. Although he was already middle-aged, he gave off the aura of a mature man.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about him. Let's take our seats. Old Master is coming out soon." Nangong Yun smiled and let everyone enter the banquet hall.
"Secretary General Wu 'an has arrived."
"Vice Chancellor of the Supreme Court has arrived."
"Major General Chen has arrived."
"Pan Family has arrived."
"Xiao Family has arrived."
…
During the banquet, news of the arrival of various big shots came from time to time, making the banquet even more lively.
"Haha!"
A burst of heroic laughter rang out. A silver-haired old man walked out from the inner hall accompanied by the Ye Clan's first branch. He even cupped his hands towards the guests present and said, "I didn't expect that on this old man's seventieth birthday, all of you would come to congratulate me. This old man truly feels ashamed."
"Congratulations to Old Master Ye for your great fortune and longevity."
"Today is Old Master Ye's tenth birthday. By the time you turn 80, you'll probably have a great-grandchild, right?"
All sorts of congratulatory words came from the banquet, making Ye Canghai respond to them one by one with a smile.
At this moment!
Xia Qingzhu sat in the main seat of the banquet hall with a look of bewilderment on her beautiful face. Ever since she entered the banquet hall, not only did she not see Ye Xuan, but she also heard from Ye Ping and Ye Canghao that Ye Xuan had long died. That made her feel uneasy.
Xia Qingzhu knew that she had guessed wrongly. Ye Xuan did not rely on the Ye Family to survive, and the Ye Family did not know that Ye Xuan was still alive.
Besides, Xia Qingzhu could tell from Ye Canghao's attitude that, as Ye Xuan's biological father, Ye Canghao did not have any kinship with Ye Xuan at all.
"What … what exactly is going on?" Xia Qingzhu muttered to herself.
"Sister Qingzhu, what's wrong with you?" Ye Ping asked.
"Don't … don't you know … that your brother is not dead?"
Xia Qingzhu could no longer control the doubts in her heart as she asked Ye Ping directly.
Silence! There was dead silence.
When Xia Qingzhu said that, not only was Ye Ping stunned on the spot, even Ye Canghao and Nangong Yun who were at the same table looked at Xia Qingzhu with bewilderment in their eyes.
"No … impossible … Big Brother was terminally ill back then … How … how could he have survived?" Ye Ping's voice trembled slightly, and he even forced a smile at Xia Qingzhu. Clearly, he did not believe what Xia Qingzhu said.
Dong … Dong … Dong …
It was as if the war drums of the dead were beating and thunder from the nine heavens were exploding. When a series of heavy footsteps sounded in the Ye Family's courtyard, a lonely figure was slowly entering the banquet hall.
"Little Brother, I'm here to take you home."
Dressed in a black ancient robe and holding a blood-red sword, Ye Xuan's gray hair swayed without wind. When he walked towards Ye Ping, his calm voice sounded at this moment.
Everything was silent and the world was silent.
When Ye Xuan appeared, Ye Ping's eyes widened and he stared at Ye Xuan in front of him. Ye Canghao and his wife seemed to have lost their souls as they could not believe what they were seeing at all.
"Big … Big Brother?" Ye Ping suddenly got up from his seat, his body trembling uncontrollably.
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