The Young Matriarch

When Duan Feihan and Duan Xingye returned to the Duan Family’s traditional Linhai Villa, one after the other, they saw lights still on in the hall as they entered the outdoor garden from afar.

As they entered the hall, a fierce voice of a middle-aged man came crashing down on them like a thunderbolt, “Duan Xingye, you still know how to come back?”

Dressed in a suit, Duan Xiuhao turned to the old master of the family, who was already able to get off the sofa, and said with fury that comes from dissatisfied expectations, “Dad, this is your eldest grandson! Instead of preparing for his college entrance examinations, he’s spending his time on romance. That would be bad enough, but today, he even attempted a suicide pact by jumping off a building with some disreputable girl! This boy has completely thrown away the face of our Duan family!”

The incident of Duan Xingye and a girl attempting a suicide pact by jumping off the roof of the tutoring class had already spread throughout the high society circle of Haicheng.

Duan Xiuhao would never believe in such ghost stories about jumping off a roof and coming out without a scratch.

He reckoned it was just a plot by the kid to attract attention!

He had utterly lost the face of the Duan family.

Duan Xiuhao spat out his words as he scolded, “You are spending your time on these kinds of stunts instead of learning from your good friend Xu Xingchen!”

Duan Xingye looked at his father sitting next to his grandfather, and as he met that face which bore a striking resemblance to his own, filled with disdain, his heart gradually cooled down, and a mocking smile hung on his lips.

Duan Xiuhao was instantly provoked by Duan Xingye’s mocking smile, his anger flaring up as he turned his head to the old master and said, “Dad, it looks like you’ll soon recover from your illness. At your banquet, I will introduce you to some outstanding young people.”

Before the old master could even respond, Duan Xingye said with a cold tone, “Dad, do you know why I jumped off the building today?”

Duan Xiuhao was momentarily stunned, then immediately said, “I don’t want to know. What I know is that you’ve brought disgrace to our Duan family. Look, everyone in Haicheng’s circle is talking about this incident.”

“Brought disgrace?” Duan Xingye murmured to himself, then suddenly laughed mockingly, changing his tone as he spoke, “Dad, what about the watch I gave you last year? How come I haven’t seen you wear it?”

Duan Xiuhao touched his empty wrist and then, meeting Duan Xingye’s deep gaze, felt a sudden panic inside him. As if to cover his own guilty conscience, he shouted louder as he scolded, “Don’t change the subject!”

In Bai Chuwei’s eyes, Duan Xingye was just a naïve and sweet boy, but even someone naïve and sweet has their temper. The eighteen-year-old, towering young man’s eyes reddened as he slammed the door hard and left.

Everyone in the hall was stunned. Who didn’t know that the young master Duan Xingye had immense respect for his father? Slamming the door today?

Duan Xiuhao continued his tirade, “Look at this behavior! How did I end up with such a disgrace of a son? If I had known earlier, I would have had him aborted while he was still in his mother’s womb!”

Then, thinking of Xu Xingchen, Duan Xiuhao felt a warmth in his heart—that was his good son!

The low and steady voice of a man suddenly rose, “Big brother has gone bankrupt in several companies in a row.”

The speaker was—Duan Feihan.

As soon as Duan Feihan spoke, Duan Xiuhao clenched his teeth in secret. Were it not for his lack of ability, how could the inheritance have fallen into the hands of his youngest brother, Duan Feihan?

Duan Xiuhao had held great expectations for his son Duan Xingye, hoping that this son could take back the power of the Duan family from Duan Feihan’s hands, but Duan Xingye had deeply disappointed him.

Now, the only one he could rely on was the child Xu Xingchen, perhaps he could snatch back the financial power of the Duan family.