The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

Yan Ce was pressed on the sofa by Yan Muhuai like an angry little lion, gasping for breath.

But he still listened to Yan Muhuai's words. When he heard that Yan Xunyi was only here for a short while and would leave, he suppressed his anger and pretended not to see it.

He was unwilling to help, so Yan Muhuai went over and got three incense sticks for Yan Xunyi himself.

Yan Xunyi was stunned by Yan Ce's punch just now. He did not expect that the hot-tempered young man would suddenly attack him. Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, he forgot to react. He thought he was going to be punched, but unexpectedly, at that critical moment, the frail Yan Muhuai actually caught Yan Ce's fist steadily.

"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up. If I'm wrong, they don't want to see you at all. It will be troublesome if they jump out and bite you." Seeing that he didn't understand, Yan Muhuai urged him.

Yan Xunyi was so frightened that his hand trembled, and the incense ash fell on the back of his hand, causing his facial features to twist in pain.

"It seems like this is your parents' punishment for your unfilial behavior." Yan Muhuai said, looking at the incense ash.

Yan Xunyi felt that he was being weird, so he quickly held the incense and bowed three times towards the two black and white photos.

After lighting the incense, he looked at the two portraits carefully, and then asked Yan Muhuai, "Can I take a picture with my phone?"

"No, get out of here!" Yan Ce yelled from the sofa.

Yan Muhuai had been in the capital for three years, which meant that Yan Xunyi had known three years ago that he was not from the Yan family in the capital. Such a long time was enough for Yan Xunyi to come here countless times, but he had never come once. Now that he was gone, why was he pretending to be a filial son?

"I'm sorry, in terms of blood relationship, Yan Ce has the final say in this matter." Seeing that Yan Xunyi still wanted to ask him for help, Yan Muhuai directly refused.

Yan Xunyi didn't take any photos, so he could only leave with regret. When he walked out the door, he turned around and said to the two people in the room: "Whether you believe it or not, I didn't know they went to the capital. From the beginning, I didn't want to have anything to do with the people here."

But he only found out today that his biological parents probably died because of him.

He had already arrived at the airport, but after much thought, he decided not to board the plane and came here alone in a taxi.

"That's great. Anyway, there are only me and my brother left in the Yan family now, and we will never have anything to do with you!" Yan Ce shouted and walked forward to close the door, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to resist the urge to hit Yan Xunyi's face again.

Yan Xunyi stood outside the door for a while before leaving silently. His flight was changed to tomorrow morning, but he did not return to the hotel. Instead, he went directly to the airport and sat there all night.

When the plane landed in Beijing, it was almost noon. Yan Xunyi put on sunglasses, easily avoided the reporters at the airport, and then took a taxi home.

He had been the young master of the Yan family for more than 20 years, and he had taken a taxi only a few times. He didn't expect that he had taken a taxi twice in a row from last night to this morning.

When he got home, the housekeeper Lao Zhuang came to greet him, "Master, the master is waiting for you in the study, come up quickly!"

Yan Xunyi had just got off the plane and had no time to catch his breath, but Yan Fenglie called him, so he had to go and see him immediately, not to mention he had just got off the plane, even if he had just come down from a mountain of knives.

He dragged his exhausted body into Yan Fenglie's study on the second floor.

Yan Fenglie was sitting behind the desk. He raised his head slightly when he heard the noise. Yan Muhuai's eyebrows were very similar to his. His eyes were as sharp as the wind. He glanced at Yan Xunyi lightly. The powerful momentum was like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

"Father." Yan Xunyi walked to the desk and called respectfully.

Yan Fenglie did not respond. He stood up and walked to Yan Xunyi, then raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

The slap was very powerful, and Yan Xunyi had not slept all night, so his body was soft and weak, and he was slapped to the ground.

Yan Xunyi was about to get up when Yan Fenglie threw another document at his face.

With shaking hands, he took the document away from his face and saw that it was a termination agreement.

What Ming Fei said was true, Jiuzhou Entertainment terminated the contract with him!

"Yan Xunyi, don't make me feel that I gave up my own son and left behind a waste." Yan Fenglie looked down at Yan Xunyi.

Yan Xunyi quickly got up and knelt on the ground to admit his mistake, "Father, I'm sorry. There won't be a next time!"

"You only have one chance. You have to deal with the things on the Internet by yourself. The Yan family will not clean up your mess. Get out!" Yan Fenglie's tone was like he was driving a dog.

Yan Xunyi took the termination contract and staggered out of the study.

His right cheek was swollen, he had some tinnitus, and he was dizzy. As soon as he walked out of the study, his vision went dark and he almost fainted. Fortunately, Lao Zhuang was by his side and reached out to help him up.

"Young Master, are you okay? You probably haven't had breakfast yet. Come downstairs quickly, eat something and have some rest." Lao Zhuang supported Yan Xunyi and was about to go downstairs.

When I reached the stairs, an elegant and gentle voice came from the third floor, "Xun Yi is back? Come upstairs and talk to mom."

The woman was standing at the stairs on the third floor, wearing a tailor-made cheongsam, with her hands clasped at her sides, looking extremely dignified.

But what was even more shocking was the woman's appearance. Her face was even prettier than Yan Muhuai's, and she looked incredibly young. She was in her forties, but looked like a girl in her twenties.

Yan Xunyi was in a very bad condition, but he could not and dared not refuse Xia Li's request.

He waved away the butler's hand and walked up to the third floor step by step with difficulty.

Xia Li sat down in the living room on the third floor, waiting for Yan Xunyi to slowly come upstairs. After he sat down, she spoke: "Did you feel wronged when you went to Huaicheng to record the show?"

Yan Xunyi shook his head, "No, I messed up what my father arranged."

"It's not your fault. Rong Jin is just a stubborn person. I will go and persuade your father." Xia Li's voice was gentle and reassuring.

"Thank you for your understanding, mother. It is indeed my fault that I did not do it well." Yan Xunyi lowered his head. No matter how glamorous he was in front of outsiders, he was as humble in front of his parents.

Xia Li smiled and said, "You are still obedient, unlike that rebellious son. I am so angry that I am about to get wrinkles in the past three years since you came back."

Then she changed the subject, her voice still gentle but with a sense of oppression, "But Xun Yi, you have to understand, if we keep you here, you are the young master of the Yan family, don't lose face for the Yan family when you go out. It's really unreasonable that an abandoned child can be compared to you, isn't it?"

"I'm sorry, mother. I didn't expect him to change so much. I couldn't adapt to it for a while." Yan Xunyi knew that Xia Li said this because he had watched the live broadcast.

During the more than two days of live broadcast, Yan Xunyi was suppressed by Yan Muhuai almost everywhere, which was the scene that Xia Li least wanted to see.

Because he was the chosen one, Xia Li and Yan Fenglie would not allow him to lose to Yan Muhuai.

"I'm glad you know the reason. Go back to your room and rest. I'll watch you go into the room." Xia Li said what he needed to say and didn't keep Yan Xunyi any longer.

Yan Xunyi stood up with the help of the sofa and walked towards his room tremblingly.

He hadn't walked two steps when he heard Xia Li's voice again: "Xiao Fu contacted me two days ago and said that he was doing well abroad and told us not to worry."

Hearing the word "Xiao Fu", Yan Xunyi's body trembled, thousands of emotions surged in his eyes, but he didn't dare to reveal a single bit, "That's good, mother, I'll go to rest first."