Ye's father patted Asen on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I know you're upset, but Ye Boxuan has committed a serious offense this time. We can't tolerate the existence of people like him. I believe your grandfather will understand." Ye Bosen nodded silently; he understood.
"Alright, it's getting late, you should head home now. Don't worry about your grandfather."
"Okay, Dad, I'll go see Grandpa and then come back."
The second wife and her husband had been kneeling outside the old man's bedroom door for almost three hours, but the old man's door remained tightly closed, and there was no response from inside.
"Dad, I know Xiao Xuan made a terrible mistake this time, but he is still your grandson. Please forgive him this time," Master Ye pleaded.
The second wife cried and echoed, "Yes, Dad, Xiao Xuan is still young and doesn't understand things. Please give him a chance to reform."
However, there was still no response from inside the room. The second wife and her husband exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with helplessness and anxiety.
Just then, Ye Bosen walked over and frowned slightly when he saw the scene before him.
"You can get up now, Grandpa is already resting," Ye Bosen said.
"But..." Master Ye wanted to say something more.
"No buts, you should all go back first. Grandpa needs to calm down." Ye Bosen interrupted him. "As for Ye Boxuan, he will pay the price for his actions." After saying that, he turned to leave.
At this moment, the butler also came over.
"Second Master, you should go back. Master was only recently discharged from the hospital, and his body really can't take it anymore."
"Sigh, alright." Second Master Ye sighed, helped his wife up. The Second Madam's eyes were swollen from crying, but they couldn't do anything if the old man wouldn't open the door. Besides, Ye Bosen was now in charge of the household. The two of them could only leave with dejected expressions.
Ye Bosen looked at the butler and instructed, "Take good care of Grandpa. If Grandpa needs anything, notify me immediately."
The butler nodded. "Don't worry, young master, I will take good care of the master."
Ye Bosen turned and left. Don't blame him for being ruthless; that's how it is—the victor takes all. Once you've done something, you have to bear the consequences.
In the second villa, the second son and his wife returned to find their good-for-nothing son had come back. Ye Boxuan sat on the sofa, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost his soul.
The second son angrily stepped forward, slapped him, and cursed, "Look what you've done! How could you do such a heinous thing!" The second son's wife was crying on the side. She felt sorry for her son, but did not know what to do.
Ye Boxuan silently endured his father's scolding. He knew he had made a grave mistake and was filled with remorse and self-blame. He decided to apologize to his father and grandfather, hoping to gain their forgiveness, and promised to change his ways in the future.
"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. I was too eager for quick success. I was blinded by greed when I poisoned Grandpa. Ye Bosen has always been better than me, and Grandpa only has eyes for him. If I don't fight for him, I'll get nothing. I'm not willing to accept that."
"If you're not happy about it, then poison your grandfather! He's your grandfather, your own grandfather! How could you, you little brat, do such an inhuman thing?" The second master roared in anger, his heart aching as if it were bleeding.
"Dad, Mom, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Please help me, I don't want to leave the Ye family!" Ye Boxuan cried bitterly.
"Now you know you were wrong? Why didn't you do this sooner! You deserve what you got!" the second brother said, exasperated.
"Husband, please help our son. He is our child after all," the second wife pleaded, tugging at her husband's clothes.
The second son sighed helplessly, "It's too late to say anything now. That brat Asen has become the head of the family, and his decisions are usually hard to change. Even if we go to Dad, there's unlikely to be any room for maneuver."
"It all depends on whether your grandfather will take back the 5% share he gave you. You'd better go and apologize to him properly once he's calmed down."
"I hope the eldest son's family won't go too far..." the second master said thoughtfully.
"You mean?"
"Yes."
Ye Boxuan's mind was buzzing. Ye Bosen, it was Ye Bosen again. His older brother was always suppressing him.
Ye Boxuan's face was gloomy, his heart filled with resentment and bitterness.
He secretly vowed to take back everything that belonged to him.
A few days later, Old Master Ye's mood improved, but in those few days, his white hair increased significantly, and he looked much older.
Ye Boxuan went to his bedroom and knelt down sincerely to admit his mistake.
"Grandpa, I'm so sorry. I was out of my mind and that's why I did that."
After saying that, he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to the old man to admit his mistake.
However, Old Master Ye remained silent, which filled Ye Boxuan with despair.
Just as he was about to give up, Old Master Ye spoke up: "Get up. I've decided to transfer that 5% stake to your elder brother. But if you repent and change your ways, I'll still give you a chance..."
Ye Boxuan felt a mix of emotions after hearing his grandfather's words. He knew he had made a grave mistake, but he never expected his grandfather to be so heartless as to transfer the shares that originally belonged to him to his eldest brother.
"Grandpa, I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance!" Ye Boxuan cried, clutching the hem of his grandfather's clothes, refusing to let go.
Looking at his grandson, Old Master Ye felt a pang of pity. He knew that Ye Boxuan had been pampered since childhood, and it was normal for him to find it hard to accept such a blow.
"Bo Xuan, you should know that even if you don't compete, your grandfather will not treat you unfairly. But your ambition is too great. You killed your brother and poisoned your grandfather. Don't you feel guilty about doing this?" Old Master Ye looked at his grandson and was very disappointed in him.
"Grandpa, I don't think I'm any worse than my eldest brother, but since we were little, you've only ever had eyes for him. You've never seen your little grandson like me," Ye Boxuan said resentfully.
After a moment of silence, Old Master Ye sighed, "Fine, you are still my grandson. I hope you can truly recognize your mistakes and start anew."
"Go now, I hope you won't disappoint me."
Ye Boxuan stood up, bowed to the old man several times, and then left the bedroom.
Now that he has lost everything, including his shares, he is unwilling to accept it. It's all because of his good older brother. Ye Boxuan's eyes are bloodshot, his hands are clenched, and his veins are bulging. His heart is filled with anger and hatred. He secretly vows that he will take back everything that belongs to him and trample Ye Bosen under his feet.
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