The phone rang in the lobby.

"Wang Qian! How dare you make that phone call? You vicious woman, you've ruined my family!"

Because you made me kidnap Ye Xiaoxi, my family is in trouble. My dad was taken away today. Are you satisfied now?

"I liked you so much! How could you do this to me?"

Xiao Xi withdrew all her intimidating power, and Wang Qian collapsed to the ground.

The Wang family members were ashen-faced and incredulous.

How could their Wang family's most prized daughter and granddaughter be so stupid that they don't even recognize her?

"Call the police!"

Ye Wentao said coldly and picked up the phone.

"No, no, no, don't call the police!"

Wang Kun reacted quickly, lunged forward, and grabbed Ye Wentao's phone.

"Wentao, Wentao, please, don't call the police!"

He knew that the kidnapping constituted a criminal offense, but the Wang family could not be ruined like this; their centuries-old legacy was at stake!

Xiaoxi sat down on the sofa and picked up a glass of juice, now giving the spotlight to her two older brothers.

"Do you really think the Ye family is easy to bully?"

They were already holding their breath after the Wang family denounced Xiaoxi for storming the ancestral temple. They never expected their sister to be bullied like this by the Wang family. They had to get an explanation today.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wentao, I'm begging you, Uncle Wang."

As the head of the family, Wang Kun had never been so humble before.

The Ye family is more powerful than the Wang family; they can't be settled with money alone.

"Wentao, how about I give you that piece of land in the south of the city?"

"Hmph, that piece of land in the south of the city was something our Ye family was determined to get from the start!"

Ye Yichen's voice suddenly turned cold: "The Wang family has quite the nerve to say that."

Wang Kun quickly looked at Ye Yichen.

"Yichen, Uncle Wang knows you like to buy antiques for Xiaoxi. Take any antique jade pieces from our ancestral home that you like!"

Ye Yichen snorted coldly.

"Uncle Wang, your Wang family shouldn't apologize to us brothers, but to my sister. If she says she'll call the police, then call the police!"

Wang Kun hurriedly begged Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xi remained in deep meditation, her eyes closed, not looking at Wang Kun.

At this moment, she carefully recalled the scene in the temple. She felt sorry for her wooden spoon, which had shielded her from a bullet, and how it had shattered.

Suddenly, she received a buzzing sound from the ancestral temple in her mind again, and she felt the crescent moon calling to her.

Her eyes snapped open, her gaze sharp and piercing, encompassing all living beings—a look that was not befitting a five or six-year-old girl.

Wang Kun was so shocked that he fell to the ground.

Everyone heard one sentence.

"I want that crescent blade!"

The Wang family's world is about to collapse.

Old Master Wang's face was pale.

"Little friend, you may take anything else, but you cannot take this crescent blade." This is the foundation of the Wang family's fortune for hundreds of years.

Although Ye Wentao was surprised by Xiaoxi's strange request, he couldn't blame Xiaoxi because the Wang family had gone too far first.

If Xiaoxi wants anything from the Wang family, he will definitely get it for her.

"Old man, you need to understand this: this is not a discussion with you!"

Knowing that all was lost, Wang Kun grabbed his father's hand with red eyes.

"Father, can you just stand by and watch our Wang family empire crumble?"

Grandpa Wang closed his eyes in pain.

Then, in a daze, he saw his great-grandmother.

“Unfilial descendants, you have offended the wrong people. Now that the Crescent Moon has recognized a new master, do you think you can keep it?”

For the sake of the Wang family's future generations, let go.

The old patriarch of the Wang family sat dejectedly in his armchair; the once robust man now looked as if he were entering his twilight years.

Let's do as Grandma says.

The Wang family watched helplessly as the three Ye siblings carried away the family's treasure, the Crescent Moon.

My heart is aching so badly.

The old man of the Wang family pointed at Wang Kun: "Is this the troublemaker you raised? From now on, I don't want to see her again. Get out!"

Wang Kun was filled with hatred and anger, and slapped Wang Qian across the face.

His tone was icy.

"Tomorrow, you will hand over your work to your elder brother, and all the assets and shares under your name will be reclaimed."

"We'll give you a shoe factory in Guangcheng. If we don't tell you to come back, then don't come back!"

Wang Qian was dejected. It turned out that all her previous efforts for the family had been nothing but a joke.

The shoe factory is just giving her a meal; should she be grateful that she wasn't expelled from the family?

Wang Lingling is not allowed to leave the Wang family's old house from now on. The strictest old maid will teach her what rules are.

She burst into tears, which earned her several resounding slaps.