The four women chatted and laughed as they entered the Ye Family Ancestral Residence. From the outside, the estate appeared to have been built no more than fifteen years ago, and much of its equipment was newly installed. Ye Qingyu felt like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, like some country bumpkin who had never seen the world.
The Ye Family was a typical four-generation household. From old man Ye Mojian down to Ye Qingyu, only Ye Lei was absent from the third generation.
Ye Qingyu did not have much of an impression of her father. After all, she had known since childhood that he had sacrificed his life in a battle the year before she was born, leaving her mother a widow.
For the older generation of the Ye Family, nothing was harder to accept than the white-haired sending off the black-haired. It had also become an unspoken pain in all their hearts, a reverse scale that no one could touch.
Just then, another burst of commotion arose outside the gate, immediately drawing Ye Qingyu and the others' attention. A pot-bellied man stood at the entrance with five or six people behind him, striding in without the slightest courtesy.
The visitor was Lu Tianlei, the current chairman of Lu Corporation, a Six-Ring Soul Emperor.
"Yo, where's your old man? Why hasn't he come out? Did he go out on business, or is he afraid of our Lu Family?"
Lu Tianlei had no idea what kind of disaster those words would bring upon him in the Ye Family Ancestral Residence. Still, it was not entirely his fault. The Ye Family had kept a low profile and hidden their edge for decades. These nouveau riche naturally had no idea how formidable the Ye Family had once been.
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