Chapter 156 We are the new ancestors.
Yan Hongyi's pupils suddenly contracted!
"Qingyan is a large man, so it's no problem for him to take me down."
Yan Tingnan raised her eyes, her gaze calm and deep, meeting Yan Hongyi's suddenly icy stare.
"But if you pull one hair, the whole thing will be affected."
"If the news of my leaving with nothing gets out, the stock price will fluctuate and the opponent will retaliate."
"In that case, the Yan family will suffer heavy losses, and it will be a net loss."
Yan Tingnan spoke calmly, yet every word was piercing.
The air was deathly still.
The sandalwood burned to ashes, which fell softly onto the table.
Yan Hongyi stared at him, then suddenly clapped his hands, his withered wrists bulging with veins.
A silence permeated the air, making it hard to breathe.
After a long silence, Yan Hongyi let out a low, hoarse laugh.
"Good, very good."
His laughter was hoarse, tinged with an almost venomous admiration.
“Tingnan, you are indeed smarter than your father.”
"He knew how to protect that woman, but he only knew how to confront her head-on, and in the end he lost everything."
"You are different."
His piercing gaze slowly settled on Yan Tingnan.
"You know how to feed her well, make her strong, so that no one else dares to touch her."
"Tie her to your ship, make her part of the same interest group, so that I can't touch her."
Yan Tingnan lowered her eyes and curled the corners of her lips slightly.
"Grandpa, you taught me that true control is not about holding on tightly, but about daring to let go."
"I let go, but I also grasped something more important."
"Father lost because he trusted you too much, thinking that yielding would bring peace."
"I'm different."
"Use the power you value most to exchange for the only person I want."
"It's worth it."
Yan Hongyi's withered fingers gripped the dragon's head tightly, veins bulging.
The depths of his eyes, once filled with turbulent waves, have returned to the abyss of deathly silence.
What a great deal!
He was a ruthless and decisive man throughout his life, yet he raised two lovers!
For a woman, he would even give up his kingdom?
Absurd! Ridiculous!
"Listen to the South".
His voice softened, but it carried a chill.
"I'm giving you one last chance."
"If we get a divorce now and send her away, there's still a chance to turn things around."
"Otherwise, you'll find tomorrow that changing the lock on President Qingyan's office is incredibly easy."
The air was stagnant, as stiff as iron.
The sandalwood ash had accumulated to a considerable length, about to fall but not quite.
Faced with this overwhelming threat, Yan Tingnan smiled.
"Can."
He should be downplayed.
Yan Hongyi's brow twitched suddenly.
"What did you say?"
"Didn't Grandpa want me to hand over power?"
Yan Tingnan's tone carried a hint of mockery.
"I'll hand it over."
"Perfect timing, I'm tired too."
"Spending a long vacation with Ruan Ruan sounds like a good idea."
"But are you sure that Qingyan can still function normally without me in this situation?"
"If I hadn't been holding up this ship, Qingyan would have sunk long ago."
"You wish to reclaim your cabin now? Please proceed."
“If I withdraw, Qingyan will immediately fall apart, and the situation you have stabilized over the years will be back to square one overnight.”
"Just don't beg me to come back and clean up the mess."
His demeanor was respectful, but his words were sharp.
Yan Hongyi's pupils suddenly contracted!
"Are you threatening me?"
"I wouldn't dare."
"It's a reminder."
The air was filled with the scent of sandalwood, but it couldn't mask the smell of gunpowder.
Yan Tingnan nodded slightly, his tone remaining calm.
"Grandpa, you're always like this."
"They thought that by holding power, they could control everyone's fate."
"True power is never found in the accounts that are in the open."
"It lies in people's hearts, in the social fabric, and in who truly holds the key to life."
"Why don't we each take a step back? She can come in, and I can stay in the business."
"The Yan family still retains its dignity, and its power remains in your sight."
Yan Hongyi's knuckles were blue and white, and he gripped the dragon-headed cane tightly.
He stared at Yan Tingnan as if he were staring at a wolf that had been tamed but had turned on him.
"Ting Nan, do you really think I can't do anything to her?"
His voice was deep and commanding.
The air froze into ice, and even the scent of sandalwood lingered.
Yan Tingnan's eyebrows remained unmoved.
"Of course you can move."
"But to touch her is to touch me."
"To harm me is to harm half of Qingyan's empire."
He took a step forward, his voice lowering.
"Grandpa, you taught me that killing a thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own is foolish."
"For a woman, you've ruined the business you've built up over a lifetime."
Is it worth it?
Yan Hongyi's eyes suddenly turned cold!
value?
He, Yan Hongyi, has dominated the world for generations; when has he ever had to consider whether it was worth it?
This rebellious grandson really hit his weak spot.
Qingyan cannot live without Yan Tingnan.
At least for now, we can't live without it.
Those deeply entrenched networks of vested interests, those core teams that only obeyed his orders, those projects that couldn't function without him...
Yan Hongyi swallowed hard, his throat bobbing as he swallowed the metallic taste.
He suddenly smiled very slowly.
"Tingnan, you are better than your father."
"He knew how to protect, but he couldn't."
"You're ruthless, turning your weakness into fangs and putting them against my neck."
His withered fingers caressed the dragon's head, and then he changed the subject.
"But don't forget, Jiang Ya didn't lose from the very beginning either."
Yan Tingnan's eyes suddenly darkened.
"If you want to use the same methods you used on my mother on her."
"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."
"Su Ruan is not my mother, and I am not my father."
"Those methods of yours might have been effective twenty years ago."
"Now?"
He curled his lips into a smile.
"It will only make your defeat more humiliating."
Yan Hongyi's pupils contracted, and he slammed his cane heavily on the ground.
"presumptuous!"
"You really think I can't do anything to you?"
Yan Tingnan had already turned around and was about to leave.
"Since I've said all that, if you insist on trying, I'll accompany you."
He turned his head to the side, half of his face was shrouded in shadow, his features cold and hard.
"Listen to the South".
Yan Hongyi's voice suddenly came from behind.
Even if you seize control of the lifeline and take away power.
"But as long as I live, you can forget about her being able to rightfully enter the ancestral hall and be included in the family genealogy!"
"She'll always be something that can't be brought to light!"
Yan Tingnan placed his hand on the doorknob and paused slightly.
"That's perfect."
He didn't turn around, his voice as cold as shattered jade.
"Neither she nor I need the approval of either of our ancestors."
“We will have our own page in the family tree, and we will be the new ancestors.”
The door closed.
He completely shut out the deathly silence and decay of the room.
Yan Hongyi stood frozen in place, staring at the door as if he were staring at a rebellious dynasty.
After a long while, he suddenly raised his hand and knocked the teacup off the table!
The porcelain shards shattered, and hot soup splashed onto the hem of the trousers.
The cold moonlight outside the window illuminated the murderous intent that was growing wildly in his eyes.
...
At night, the air inside the car felt stagnant.
Lin Yiyao leaned against the car window, her gaze blankly fixed on the neon lights rushing past outside.
Her fingers traced the fine folds on the hem of her skirt, one after another.
Lu Zhuo glanced at her sideways, said nothing, and simply turned up the heat a little.
She suddenly spoke softly, her voice carried away by the wind.
"Pull over."
Lu Zhuo raised an eyebrow: "We can't stop here."
"I said, pull over."
She repeated herself, her voice low but unusually calm.
Lu Zhuo turned on his turn signal, and the car smoothly glided onto the auxiliary road, stopping beside a quiet, tree-lined path.
The engine shut off, and the world suddenly fell silent.
Only the sound of each other's breathing remained.
Lin Yiyao didn't look at him, her fingers resting on the doorknob.
Thank you for tonight.
She paused, then lowered her voice.
That's all.
Lu Zhuo's gaze suddenly darkened, and he grabbed her wrist.
"What's the meaning?"
Lin Yiyao didn't break free, but slowly turned her head to look at him.
The mist that had veiled his eyes for twenty-five years seemed to have been blown away by a night's wind, revealing the clear, bright underlying color.
"It means the play is over, Young Master Lu."
A faint smile appeared on her lips, like a self-mockery, or perhaps the weariness of being fully awake.
"You approached me, coaxed me, led me astray, and watched me foolishly jump into the pit..."
"Wasn't it all for this scene today?"
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