It's just a toy, why would you care if it breaks?

Chapter 27 Undercurrents and Shocks Within a Wealthy Family

More than half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a magnificent Chinese-style mansion.

The vermilion gate was wide open, and two servants stood at the entrance. Upon seeing the car arrive, they immediately bowed respectfully.

"We've arrived," Wei Xun said to Nan Yan as he opened the car door.

Nan Yan got out of the car with him and looked up at the house in front of her.

With its upturned eaves and carved beams, it was even more magnificent than the ancient buildings he had seen on television. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous and subconsciously moved closer to Wei Xun.

Juanbo led the way, passing through the spacious courtyard and into the main house.

A table of food had already been set out in the restaurant, and two elderly people were sitting at the table waiting.

The elderly man sitting in the main seat had gray hair, was in good spirits, and had sharp eyes. He was Wei Xun's grandfather, Wei Dezhao.

The elderly woman next to him was wearing an elegant cheongsam with a gentle smile on her face; she was He Mei, Wei Xun's grandmother.

"Grandpa, Grandma," Wei Xun said respectfully as he entered.

"You're back? I heard you've done a good job reorganizing the Haishi branch. Not bad, not bad." Wei Dezhao smiled.

Then, his gaze fell on Nan Yan, who had followed Wei Xun in, and his smile vanished instantly: "Who is this?"

"Grandpa, the orphan I picked up from Haishi is named Nan Yan." Wei Xun pulled Nan Yan forward a couple of steps: "I will raise him as family from now on."

He Mei immediately stood up, walked to Nan Yan, took his hand and looked him over carefully, her face full of affection: "This child looks so clever, and his eyebrows and eyes are so beautiful. You must be tired from your journey. Come and sit down and eat."

"Snap—"

Wei Dezhao slammed the teacup he was holding onto the table, splashing tea all over the floor.

"Nonsense!" He glared at Wei Xun. "Bringing back someone of unknown origin, and expecting to live and eat with us? Since when has it become so easy to enter the Wei family?"

The sound of the teacup shattering startled Nan Yan, who hid behind Wei Xun, his eyes filled with panic.

"I picked him up, and I will take full responsibility for him. Grandpa doesn't need to worry." Wei Xun stood in front of Nan Yan, his tone firm.

"Take responsibility? How can you take responsibility?" Wei Dezhao's face turned pale with anger. "Your parents died young, and your grandmother and I worked so hard to raise you and your brother. Your younger brother is still studying in the US. We finally got you back to take over the family business, and instead of bringing back a decent girlfriend, you brought back this scumbag!"

"Grandpa, watch your words." Wei Xun's face darkened. "Nan Yan is my family from now on."

"Family?" Wei Dezhao sneered. "Do you think just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can be considered family? Who knows what his background is?"

"Grandpa!" Wei Xun raised his voice, "I told you he's an orphan with no background. Don't make assumptions out of thin air."

"My guess?" Wei Dezhao slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "You've always been stubborn, once you've made up your mind, nothing can change it! But this family isn't your place to call the shots! This brat has to leave today!"

"He can't leave." Wei Xun stood firm.

The grandfather and grandson were on the verge of a fight, and He Mei, caught in the middle, was anxiously pacing back and forth: "De Zhao, say less. This child seems very well-behaved, please speak properly."

"Speak properly?" Wei Dezhao roared angrily. "Your precious grandson has brought this bastard home, how can you speak properly now?"

Knowing she couldn't dissuade him, He Mei could only take Nan Yan's hand and lead her outside, saying softly, "Child, don't be afraid. Grandpa just has a short temper. Come on, Grandma will take you to sit in the hall."

Nan Yan hesitated for a moment, then obediently let He Mei pull her out of the restaurant.

The hall was furnished with mahogany furniture, which was both grand and solemn.

He Mei placed a plate of cut fruit in front of Nan Yan: "Here, have some fruit, don't be afraid."

Uncle Juan stood to the side, his face full of worry, and whispered to He Mei, "Grandma, what should we do? The eldest young master and the old gentleman are arguing so fiercely, what if..."

"It's alright, it's alright." He Mei sighed. "They're both stubborn, grandfather and grandson. They used to argue a lot, but they'll be fine in a little while."

Then she turned to Nan Yan: "Child, don't take it to heart. Grandpa just values ​​the family rules too much."

Nan Yan sat on the sofa, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Arguments continued to erupt in the restaurant, interspersed with Wei Dezhao's angry shouts and Wei Xun's calm yet firm rebuttals. Later, even the sound of tables and chairs colliding could be heard.

Then came a loud crash, like a table being overturned.

Nan Yan was so frightened that she trembled all over.

Not long after, the restaurant door was suddenly pushed open, and Wei Xun stormed out angrily.

He walked straight up to Nan Yan, took his hand, and said, "Come on, since this family doesn't welcome us, let's leave."

"Xun'er!" He Mei quickly stood up to stop him, "Why are you so impulsive, child? Your grandfather just has a bad temper, don't..."

"A bit short-tempered?" Wei Xun's eyes turned cold. "Grandma, do you really think I didn't know he drove my mother to her death? All these years, I've been enduring it..."

He Mei's eyes were filled with shock and panic: "Xun'er, you...you knew everything?"

"I knew it all along." Wei Xun took a deep breath. "In short, I've wanted to leave this house for a long time."

He stopped looking at He Mei: "Nan Yan, let's go."

Nan Yan was pulled along by him, staggering as she followed him outside. She glanced back at He Mei, who was still standing there, pale-faced and with dim eyes.

As they stepped out of the main house, the driver, who was unloading luggage in the yard, immediately stopped what he was doing when he saw them come out: "Young Master, where are you going?"

"Put the luggage back in the car. Take us to Huayao Mansion."

"Okay." The driver didn't dare to ask any more questions and immediately called the servants to help carry the luggage back into the car.

Nan Yan was pulled into the car by Wei Xun. Only after the car drove away from the Wei family's old house did he slowly come back to his senses, his body still trembling slightly.

He lowered his head and cried, "Sir, it's all my fault. I caused you to quarrel with your family... Please throw me away. I can live on my own. I won't cause you any more trouble..."

Wei Xun turned to look at him and saw his red eyes and guilty expression. His anger gradually dissipated, leaving only heartache.

He raised his hand and ruffled Nan Yan's hair: "Silly girl, it has nothing to do with you. I've wanted to move out of that house for a long time."

"But……"

"It's really okay." Wei Xun interrupted him, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Actually, I should thank you. You gave me a reason to have a real fight with that old geezer and move out smoothly. Before, I always thought about Grandma and didn't want to hurt her, so I held back from leaving. Now it's all right, I don't have to hold back anymore. Thank you."

Nan Yan looked up, her face blank: "Thank me?"

"Yes, thank you." Wei Xun nodded. "I have another house in Huayao Mansion. Although it is cleaned every week, no one has actually lived there yet. The environment is very nice. We will live there from now on. It's quiet."

More than half an hour later, the car stopped in front of an upscale residential area.

The security guard at the gate saw the car and immediately let it pass respectfully.

The car drove into the residential area, along a tree-lined road, and finally stopped in front of a detached villa.

"We're here." Wei Xun opened his eyes and pushed open the car door.

Nan Yan followed him out of the car and looked at the villa in front of her. It was more modern than the old Wei family mansion, with a simple and grand exterior. There were wide lawns and gardens around it, and the environment was indeed quiet and secluded.

The driver unloaded the luggage, and Wei Xun took the keys and opened the villa door: "Come in, this will be our home from now on."

Nan Yan followed him into the villa, which was decorated in a simple yet luxurious style.

Wei Xun gave him a tour. The first floor had a living room, dining room, kitchen, and study. The second floor had four bedrooms, each with its own bathroom and walk-in closet.

"Choose a room," Wei Xun said to him.

Nan Yan walked to the innermost bedroom, which was slightly smaller. He said, "I choose this one."

"Okay," Wei Xun said to the driver, "Move Nan Yan's luggage to this room."

The driver responded and quickly carried the luggage inside.

Wei Xun glanced at the time: "You tidy up first. Are you hungry? I'll order takeout for dinner."