At night, in the city of Ji.

"Young Master, go back with me! My Yang Family is one of the best families in the country. I can give you whatever you want."

On the side of the street, there was a pure black Rolls-Royce parked. The four car lights flickered with a bright yellow light from time to time. The old man standing beside the car had choked with sobs.

"Mr. Ge, I watched you grow up. You should know my temper. I won't go back. Didn't you say that I was a good-for-nothing and regretted giving birth to me? Go back and tell him that I'm living a good life. I won't spend a penny on him even if I become a useless son-in-law."

As he spoke, Yang Fan walked into an alley, leaving the old man standing there with a bitter face.

In the Yang Family in Shang Jing, there was a giant who could shake the whole world with a stamp of his foot. As for Yang Fan, the first heir of the third generation, he was also a super young master in the noble circle in the capital.

Three years ago, his biological mother passed away because of illness, and his father married a new wife. Since then, Yang Fan had suffered all kinds of problems in the family. In a fit of anger, he resolutely chose to leave the family.

When he was down and out, he was accidentally rescued by Li Tianwei, the old master of the Li family in Ji Province. From then on, he became the son-in-law of the Li family.

But in the past three years, he had also suffered all kinds of sarcastic remarks from the Li family.

"Crack!"

He carefully opened the door and was suddenly startled by a figure at the door.

"Mom, you haven't slept yet?"

He saw his mother-in-law, Du Qiulan, clasping her fists and staring at him with her ice-cold eyes.

Du Qiulan's face was as cold as frost, and her voice was as cold as ice for ten thousand years. "It's so late. Where did you go? The bowls in the kitchen haven't been washed yet. It's more useful for me to raise a dog than you!"

"I..."

Yang Fan opened his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, a middle-aged man in his fifties with white hair on his temples suddenly ran out of the room.

"Qiulan, why are you always talking nonsense with this kid? The birthday banquet of the matriarch will begin at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Why aren't you rushing over to help me dress up?"

"Okay, okay, I'm coming."

When Du Qiulan heard the word birthday banquet, she quickly bounced up from the sofa. Before leaving, she didn't forget to glare at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan watched them leave without saying a word.

Li Xianrong was only the fourth son of the Li family. In addition, he was not very capable, so his status in the Li family had always been very low.

If he still couldn't please the matriarch, then he probably wouldn't even have a share of the Li family's assets in the future. As such, the two of them had already started preparing the night before the birthday banquet.

Half an hour later, Yang Fan came to the second floor. Through the window of his wife's bedroom, he saw that she was still sleeping with a thin quilt.

Although it was very dark under the night sky, he could still vaguely see the graceful curves of Li Qinghan.

When he was in Jizhou University, Li Yuhan was the campus belle, so everyone was indignant that Yang Fan became the son-in-law of the Li family. They thought he was like a toad who ate swan meat.

Then, Yang Fan consciously opened the storage room in his bedroom, lifted the quilt, and lay down.

"Get up quickly. You don't have much ability, and you're still so lazy. You're hopeless!"

Early the next morning, Yang Fan was woken up by Li Xuehan.

She had dressed up and looked at Yang Fan coldly.

Yang Fan didn't say much and quickly got up.

Although there were still nearly two hours before the banquet began, Li Xianrong and his wife were already prepared. They were meticulously dressed in gorgeous dresses.

"Qiulan, do you see if my tie is crooked or not..."

Li Xianrong pulled his tie again uneasily. Du Qiulan stroked his collar with a smile on her face.

But when they saw Yang Fan appear, their expressions changed involuntarily, as if they had seen a stinky worm crawling out of the room, which would bring them bad luck.

"After we leave, you wash my bowl and clean up the room. Do you understand? Otherwise, don't take this month's allowance."

Hearing that, Li Feng frowned and glanced at Yang Fan indifferently. Then, he said to Du Qiulan, "Mom, this is Grandma's birthday, after all. Why don't you let Yang Fan go with you?"

"What can this good-for-nothing do?"

Du Qiulan came over with a smile and took Li Qinghan's hand. Looking at her white dress, she couldn't help praising, "My Qinghan is still beautiful. If she finds out, I'm afraid that all the rich young men in Ji City will run away."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Li Qinghan said coquettishly. The momentary charm almost made Yang Fan lose his mind.

At this time, Li Xianrong put down his mobile phone and urged, "Let's go. My second brother has just sent a text message to urge us. In addition, he said that we can't lose people, so he asked this guy to go with us..."

Although the Li family could only be regarded as a second-rate family in Ji City, it was still a well-known family for ordinary people.

Ever since the previous head of the family, Li Tianwei, passed away a year ago, the Li family was now under the control of Li Yuhan's grandmother, Old Madam Xie. Today, it was her 80th birthday party.

At this time, the living room of the Li family was already full of celebration and guests.

The matriarch was introducing her collection to the guests excitedly beside an antique stand.

After Li Xianrong took his wife and son to pay their respects, he found a seat and sat down.

"Boy, if you break something here, you won't be able to pay for it even if you sell it. Just stand here and don't move. Do you hear me?"

Hearing his father-in-law's warning, Yang Fan nodded, but he chuckled in his heart.

He was, after all, the young master of a top-class family. He had seen many rare treasures since he was a child. When he casually glanced at the antiques here, he found a lot of defective products.

"Fourth Brother, why are you standing here? The banquet is about to begin."

A middle-aged man suddenly came over with a big laugh and patted Li Xianrong on the shoulder.

"Second Brother, look at how high-spirited you are. You're going to be popular today."

As Li Xianrong spoke, he cupped his hands in congratulations.

Li Chaoyang smiled and said, "I won't be in the limelight this time. Your nephew has carefully prepared a gift for the matriarch. I'm afraid we'll have to give him today's bet."

As he spoke, a young man in his twenties came over and called him Fourth Uncle. His eyes flashed over Yang Fan.

"I heard that Tianci is here. Hurry up and come and let grandma have a look."

At this time, a dignified voice suddenly came from the living room.

The young man's face was immediately filled with smiles as he flew over.

When the others heard the conversation, they also stopped talking and walked in.

"Tianci, I just heard from your father that you have prepared for this gift for Grandma for two months."

The matriarch was leaning on her dragon head cane with a gratified expression.

"As long as Grandma is happy, it's worth it for me to prepare for it for a long time."

As Li Tianci spoke, he got someone to take out a scroll. When it was slowly unfurled, almost everyone, including the matriarch, held their breath.

"The 18 Scholar's Painting of the Qin's Mansion, the Tang Dynasty's Magic Pen-Yan Li!"

As soon as he said that, everyone's eyes widened and their faces were full of shock. The hall instantly became quiet.

"Pfft."

An inappropriate laugh suddenly sounded, which sounded very ear-piercing.

The laughter stopped all the exclamations, and everyone in the living room focused on Yang Fan.

"Did you smile?"

Li Tianci turned to look at Yang Fan in the corner, his eyes full of coldness.