The Crazy Son-In-Law

“As long as you cooperate honestly, I won’t harm your life,” Xiao Shun said speechlessly.

Then he said to Qin Zhiyu: “Then I’ll trouble Miss Qin to take this bastard to your place.”

“Leave it to me.”

When it came to important matters, Qin Zhiyu wasn’t vague. She quickly called for a six-seater business car. After sending Tang Shishi and Xiao Shun back to their residence, she took Tian Huacheng back to Kindlove headquarters.

The night was deep, and the moon hung high.

Yao Zhenshu, dressed in a white silk nightgown, sat on the edge of the bed like a stone sculpture, her brow furrowed, unable to sleep.

Their new company was still under investigation and might soon face endless lawsuits and compensation claims.

For several decades, the Yao family, despite being a second-tier clan, had always enjoyed peace and tranquility. They were not extraordinarily wealthy or prestigious, but they also avoided major upheavals. Yao Zhenshu hadn’t anticipated that under his leadership, the family would fall into such a pitiful state. The recent days had left him mentally and physically drained, his heart filled with bitterness.

“My father chose my elder brother over me. It seems I truly am not suited for great responsibilities,” Yao Zhenshu couldn’t help but recall the time when he, his elder brother, and other descendants of the Yao family were vying for the position of the family head.

Knock, knock…

The sound of knocking at the door pulled him back to reality.

“Come in.”

The door slowly opened, and Yao De appeared in his line of sight. As a direct relative of the family head, Yao De, along with Li Chunlian and others, would occasionally stay in this ancestral home.

“Father, I noticed the light in your room was still on. I know you’ve been troubled by the company’s affairs recently. I came to keep you company and share a drink,” Yao De said as he walked in, holding a bottle of red wine.

Yao Zhenshu was slightly taken aback. He sighed and pointed to a round table about five meters from the bed. “Sit.”

The round table was covered with a creamy white tablecloth and surrounded by several mahogany chairs. A tea set and some fruit were arranged on it. Yao Zhenshu usually preferred tea, but occasionally he indulged in a glass of wine. His room also housed a few bottles of expensive red wine.

After putting the bottle down, Yao De fetched two wine glasses from a nearby shelf.

Pop!

He slowly uncorked the bottle and poured a small amount of wine into both glasses. Under the light, the wine looked as crimson as blood.

Yao Zhenshu got up, walked over, and sat down. He looked at Yao De and said, “You sit too. There are no outsiders here, just us, father and son. It has been a long time since we had a private chat.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Yao De gave a bitter smile and sat down.

“You must think I’m a heartless father, don’t you?” Yao Zhenshu asked, swirling his wine glass thoughtfully.

“Yes, Xiaoyu is your granddaughter after all. She has been running around for the new company, putting her heart and soul into it. You shouldn’t just stand by and do nothing,” Yao De said, his gaze lingering on the wine glass in Yao Zhenshu’s hand, his heart beating fast.

“It’s not that I’m not helping. It’s that I can’t. To be honest, I’ve already contacted everyone I could. Our Yao family is now in a precarious situation. We can’t afford to pay a high price for one person. That would only hasten our decline. You should know how the company’s headquarters is doing without me having to tell you,” Yao Zhenshu took a sip of his wine.

Yao De felt a shortness of breath and his mouth twitched a few times. “Father, do you think I’m qualified to be the head of the Yao family?”

Yao Zhenshu looked at him in surprise but didn’t answer.

“Would it be better if I were the family head? The Yao family wouldn’t have fallen to this point,” Yao De continued.

“You are too impulsive and often act rashly. You’re not suited for this position,” Yao Zhenshu said, his face darkening as he put down his glass.

“But are you suited? Doesn’t the Yao family’s current predicament also bear your responsibility?” Yao De retorted. It was the first time he had ever talked back to Yao Zhenshu, and his heart still trembled.

“What are you trying to say?” Yao Zhenshu asked, his gaze piercing.

“I want to save my children. You’re too stubborn and set in your ways. So, I want to try being the family head. Perhaps the situation will improve,” Yao De said after a pause, gathering his courage.

“Insolent! Do you still respect me as your father? The Yao family hasn’t fallen yet, and I’m not dead. Even after I die, it wouldn’t be your turn to be the family head,” Yao Zhenshu hit the table, his words stern and severe.

“Do you hear that, Yao De? This is your father. He never considered you his son, nor our daughter his granddaughter,” Li Chunlian burst into the room, breaking the silence.

“You two worthless individuals, get out of here at once! Leave now! Never set foot in this house again!” Yao Zhenshu trembled with fury, his blood pressure surged and a sharp pain gripped his heart. He clutched his chest and yelled at the two.

“From now on, you won’t have a say, father,” Yao De’s face hardened, he rose to his feet, staring straight into his father’s eyes. “From now on, I will be the heir to the Yao Corporation. They will listen to me. Of course, it doesn’t matter if they don’t. Honestly, I never wanted to be the head of the family. I just want to save my daughter.”

“But you wouldn’t listen, father. Don’t blame me… I didn’t want it to be this way.”

“What do you mean? What are you two planning?” Yao Zhenshu suddenly found it hard to breathe. He inhaled sharply, his eyes wide with disbelief.

“You’re getting old. No one will suspect that you were poisoned. They’ll think you died from the stress of the company’s troubles and your high blood pressure. No one will suspect us,” Yao De, trembling, swallowed hard.

“Thud!”

Yao Zhenshu suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood onto the ground. He clutched his chest, his face as pale as a sheet of paper, twisted in pain.

“There’s no one else in the courtyard. Don’t waste your energy,” Li Chunlian coldly stated.

A woman can be more ruthless than a man when she wants to be.

“You two… beasts…”

He tried to get up to call for help, but found his strength had left him. He tumbled to the floor, gasping like a fish on the verge of suffocation. His voice was hoarse, rough, muddled, unclear.

A figure appeared from the shadows outside the door, walking into the room with a phone in hand, recording the entire scene.

“Uncle, how could you do this? If the public finds out, do you know what the consequences will be? This is murder! You’ll go to jail,” the figure from the shadows exclaimed.

Yao Zhenshu’s vision began to blur, but the voice was too familiar, he didn’t need to see to know who it was.

“Han… save me…” He gasped with the last thread of his breath.

Yao De and Li Chunlian exchanged a glance, then quickly walked towards Yao Han.

Yao Han quickly pocketed his phone, watching them warily, “Do you believe me when I say that with one click, the video I just took can be spread everywhere?”

The two stopped in their tracks, uncertain of what to do next.