Chapter 647 No One Can Replace (Part 2)
It took Xie Siyun a while to come back to his senses.
His gaze swept back and forth between Xie Chujun and Fan Jingyun. At a certain moment, as if he suddenly realized something, his eyes trembled violently, and even his lips trembled. He looked at Fan Jingyun excitedly and said, "You...you...you are...my mother?"
Disgust flashed across Fan Jingyun's eyes, and she almost couldn't hold it back. She said coldly, "Until we clarify our relationship, you can call me Madam Xie."
Xie Siyun seemed completely oblivious to the other party's indifference. As soon as she finished speaking, tears began to fall. She actually bent her knees and knelt in front of Fan Jingyun: "Mother, it really is you. You are finally back! Siyun missed you so much!"
Fan Jingyun: "..."
In the end, he couldn't help but glared at Xie Chujun fiercely: Look at what you have done!
Xie Chujun gave her a flattering smile, but when he turned around and saw Xie Siyun, he couldn't help but frown. After thinking for a moment, he suppressed his emotions and said, "You get up first."
Xie Siyun couldn't help crying and shook her head, "No, I can't afford it, father, mother..."
Halfway through her words, a chill emerged from her tailbone and quickly climbed up her back. Xie Siyun stopped crying and subconsciously looked up.
The next moment, she looked into the man's dark eyes. They seemed the same as usual, but deep inside they were cold and contained a subtle warning.
Since coming to the Xie family, she has only seen such a look once.
The last time was after she came back from the polar regions. She couldn't help but ask about Xie Xihe's news indirectly. At that time, Xie Chujun looked at her with such eyes.
Xie Siyun's heart trembled, and he could no longer say the rest of the words, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.
Xie Chujun retracted his gaze and said again: "Get up."
Xie Siyun bit her red lips and slowly stood up.
Xie Chujun's gaze swept across the guests present, then glanced at Xie Siyun, then Duan Chengxian, and finally landed on Fan Jingyun.
After pondering for a long time, he asked, "Ayun, about the Brahma tribe..."
Fan Jingyun looked up at him and said calmly, "Isn't the answer obvious enough that I'm here?"
Xie Chujun took his last breath, and his eyes changed as he made a decision.
Fan Jingyun looked at him quietly, with no intention of intervening. Where no one could see, his hands hidden in his sleeves had already been clenched into fists.
She had already learned from Xie Xihe the ins and outs of Xie Chujun's decision to take over Xie Siyun, and she could also understand his plan.
Even if she were in Xie Chujun's position today, she would make the same choice as him as long as she could save her daughter.
But even though I understand, the anger in my heart still exists.
Especially when she saw the Xie family holding such a grand ceremony for Xie Siyun to return to her ancestral home, she couldn't help but feel sad.
Feeling unfair for my own daughter.
Xie Xihe may not care about her identity as the eldest daughter of the Xie family, but whether she cares or not is her business, and it does not mean that anyone can take away what belongs to her.
Even Xie Chujun, as a father, can't do that.
So she waited.
Waiting for Xie Chujun's attitude.
If it could satisfy her and her little Xihe, then it would be fine. But if she felt sorry for her daughter in the slightest, then she could only...
Thinking of this, Fan Jingyun's heart twitched uncontrollably, and she felt an indescribable discomfort, but she still pursed her lips and said nothing.
It was at this time that Xie Chujun took action.
He looked up at the guests, clasped his fists, and bowed, saying, "I've invited you all here today not only to attend Xie Siyun's ancestral recognition ceremony, but also to witness something else."
Amidst countless curious and surprised gazes, Xie Chujun reached out and took out a scroll from his arms, which he unfolded with a slight shake of his wrist.
[Book of Confession]
Three large characters appeared in his sight. Fan Jingyun's pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look.
Xie Chujun gave her a faint smile and slowly read out the contents of the scroll.
"Now we have the Xie clan's Chu Jun, who is unable to protect his parents and clansmen, and unable to safeguard his wife and daughters. He has failed to fulfill his duties as the Xie clan's young master, is an unfilial son, an unkind father, and an incompetent husband. He is truly unworthy of being the young master of the clan, let alone the clan leader."
"Therefore, I now resign my position as Young Master of the Xie Clan and expel myself from the Xie clan. I use this letter as evidence, and I ask you all to bear witness. From now on, regardless of life or death, guilt or guilt, I will have no further connection with the Xie Clan."
The man's gentle and elegant voice slowly rang out in the spacious open space. It wasn't loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone. Everyone was stunned, staring at him blankly, unable to recover from their shock.
Xie Chujun, however, seemed oblivious to their surprise and confusion. He refolded the scroll in his hand and placed it in Fan Jingyun's hands. He smiled and said, "Whether you and Xi'er show up today or not, this ceremony of recognizing your ancestors will end with this scroll."
He looked directly into Fan Jingyun's eyes. On his jade-like face was a gentle smile that Fan Jingyun was familiar with. He said seriously, "Xi'er is also my daughter. If you can't tolerate something, I can't tolerate it either."
"From the beginning, I didn't intend for anyone to replace her. Of course," he smiled, seemingly gentle but actually indifferent, "and no one can replace her."
Fan Jingyun looked at him in a daze.
At this moment, the space in front of them seemed to distort slightly, and the next moment, an old figure appeared in everyone's sight.
Xie Chujun was the first to notice it. After a moment of shock, he immediately bowed and saluted: "Grandfather."
The old man nodded slightly and said calmly, "Now that Ayun has been rescued and Xi'er's crisis has been resolved, the grudge should be settled now."
Xie Chujun paused for a moment, then bowed again and said, "Yes."
The old man looked at him deeply and said meaningfully, "Don't forget, Ayun's surname is Fan. Her father, brother, and grandfather all have the surname Fan. Even Xi'er has some Fan blood in her body."
Xie Chujun's expression paused again, his eyes shifting before he finally lowered his head: "Thank you for your teachings, Grandfather. I'll remember that."
The old man sighed inwardly, then turned his gaze to Fan Jingyun, and then revealed a genuine smile: "Ayun."
Fan Jingyun finally came to his senses, feeling both surprised and puzzled: "Grandfather, why are you here?"
Ancestor Fan smiled and replied, "Send a few people back for your husband."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and immediately nearly thirty men wearing the uniforms of the Brahma guards appeared in the open space not far away.
Fan Jingyun's pupils shrank slightly: "What is this?"
"These are the people that Chu Jun sent to the Fan Clan over the past 19 years. I asked Yao'er to place them in various places within the clan."
Countless thoughts flashed through Fan Jingyun's mind. The more he was secretly frightened, he glanced at Xie Chujun and said, "You..."
??See you later.
?Don't scold Father Xie, the difference in strength is too great, it's difficult for him too [covering face]
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(End of this chapter)
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