Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 228: Versace angrily rebukes Fan Xian and breaks off relations with Fan Jianen
Fan Jian is a typical representative of a feudal patriarch. Upon hearing Versace's sarcastic words, he snorted coldly.

"If you don't want to stay in the Fan family, then get out! You've been idle all day, look at what Fan Xian is doing!"

To be honest, Fan Jian said this.

Even Liu Hong couldn't bear to listen any more.

In Fan Jian's eyes, what Versace did was just idleness!

You have to know that Fan Ruoruo once wanted to intervene in the city defense army, and Fan Sizhe was vaguely on the side of the Fan family, but he chose to give in.

Fan Xian also frowned.

"Versace, don't say that. Apologize to your father."

Fan Xian enjoyed all the love and favors from the Fan family, so naturally he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Instead, I feel that Versace is just looking for trouble.

The eyes of all the civil and military officials in the court were focused on the fat, dark boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, and they looked at him with scrutiny.

Even the royal family members spoke up to support Fan Xian.

No one understands, isn’t Fan Xian going to be included in the Fan family tree?
Their royal children haven't expressed anything yet, so why is Versace so excited?

Do you really think Fan Xian values ​​the Fan family's assets? At most, he is just taking advantage of the Fan family's connections.

No one understood Versace and thought it was making a big deal out of nothing.

Versace was trembling all over, and all the repression he had accumulated over the years wanted to burst out.

However, the invisible threat from the civil and military officials was like a mountain, pressing down on Versace so hard that he couldn't breathe.

His broad and burly body stood in front of Versace.

Those aggressive gazes disappeared.

Yes, only peace of mind!
Versace could have endured all the injustice and slowly become a useless child in his parents' eyes until one day his parents changed their minds.

But when Liu Hong came, he always stood behind Versace, supported him, affirmed him, and handed over the power to him with confidence.

If I have never seen the light, I can naturally endure the darkness.

Versace hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and released all the grievances of these years towards Fan Xian.

Until now, Versace still does not feel resentful towards Fan Jian and Fan Ruoruo because they are Versace's relatives.

With a roar, Versace stood in front of Fan Xian, his fat, dark red face shaking constantly.

"Fan Xian! You are amazing. You are the future controller of the inner treasury and the Supervisory Council! Nanyue Hou, the emperor's illegitimate son, will surely have power over the world."

"You are so noble! You gave Wang Qinian and Teng Zijing fifty acres of land and several hundred taels of salary every month just because they asked you to. Do you know how much my Danbo Bookstore earns every month?"

"Look at the civil and military officials in the court, the royal family! Everyone loves you."

Everyone was confused and didn't understand why Versace said these words.

Aunt Liu's face changed a little. She forced a smile and explained to Fan Jian, and kept winking at Versace.

Now that things had come to this, Versace decided to just throw in the towel and vent all his dissatisfaction with Fan Xian.

"You stole my sister. My parents' love is not enough! The support of the Fan family is not enough. Are you not even giving me the last hope?"

Versace does not love power and does not care much about fame and fortune.

But the foundation of the Fan family is the proof of being the legitimate son.

Once Fan Xian is included in the Fan family tree, he will also be able to inherit the Fan family business.

Everyone knows who Fan Jian will give the family business to when the time comes.

Then what is Versace?
Having nothing, should I continue to be a dog for Fan Xian, who has usurped the throne?
All the civil and military officials woke up and realized that this was indeed the truth.

I didn’t expect this little fat guy could see so clearly.

They all looked at Si Nanbo Fan Jian jokingly. Didn't this guy always claim that the Fan family had a good upbringing?

It was so good that the son exposed the family's dirty laundry in front of everyone.

Fan Jian was furious. He took a few steps forward and raised his hand to slap Versace.

Liu Hong quickly grabbed Fan Jian's hand.

"Mr. Pei! I am disciplining my own son. Do you want to interfere with this? Don't forget, you are still my son-in-law."

"Si Nanbo, don't be impulsive! Versace is my man. He is the president of Bank of China. He is second only to me and above everyone else. How can I be humiliated like this?"

Liu Hong said with a fake smile, "Now I have decided to support Versace."

Although I don't know what the fat guy is crazy about! But Versace is his man, so Liu Hong will naturally help him find a place.

Versace's anger was about to subside, but after seeing Liu Hong standing up for him, he regained his courage.

He looked at Fan Jian with bright eyes.

"Father, is there anything wrong with what I said? From beginning to end, when have you ever thought about me?"

Liu Hong listened to all this and stood silently in front of Versace, protecting him from the wind and rain.

In the TV series, everyone is heartbroken and living in such pain, that's because Fan Xian chose to take over the Inner Treasury and the Supervisory Council.

This is the test that power and position have brought him.

But underneath the heartless appearance of this child, Versace, there is sadness.

His sister didn't love him, his father didn't care about him, and his only biological mother, Liu, finally put all her heart and soul on Fan Xian.

Was there any fault on Versace's part?

"you you you……"

Fan Jian was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Liu quickly patted Fan Jian on the back, combed his hair, and looked at Versace with a reproachful look.

"Versace, look at what you have done to make your father so angry."

"Don't worry about this rebellious son! Fan Xian must be included in the Fan family tree no matter what. If he has the guts, he won't acknowledge me as his father."

Fan Jian snorted coldly and looked at Versace with disgust.

The older you get, the more ignorant you become!
He is scheming in the court all day long. Is it easy for him to protect Fan Xian from the wind and rain?

And yet Versace still pissed him off! He was simply a beast, worse than pigs and dogs.

Fan Jian's disgusted look deeply hurt Versace's heart, which had always longed for fatherly love.

He smiled bitterly, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

"Dad! From childhood to adulthood, I have never received a single compliment from you, nor have I ever sat in a carriage with you or served you tea or water."

"I don't know how my biological elder brother, whom I never met, died, but I will never recognize Fan Xian as my elder brother."

"Even if I have to sever all ties with you! I will sever the relationship between father and son."

For the first time, all the officials in the court looked at Fan Jian with strange eyes.

Fan Xian has always presented himself as Fan Jian’s illegitimate son, but after Emperor Qing’s illegitimate son was exposed.

Where is Fan Jian's real son? This is a bit intriguing! What's more, Fan Jian's wife, who was depressed at the time, died inexplicably.

Versace's words immediately made all the officials think a lot.

Fan Jian felt hurt and pulled out his belt, then hit Versace on the head with it.

What's wrong with him!

He is Versace's father. No matter how he is treated, you can only endure it and be a filial son.

The ruler is the ruler, the minister is the minister, the father is the father, the son is the son, this is the right way.

Liu Hong grabbed the belt, his tone angry because his palm was hit.

"Si Nanbo, what do you want to do! Versace has cut off all ties with you now. He is mine, and it is not your turn to teach him a lesson."

The guards around him drew their swords and pointed them at Fan Jian without any hesitation.

So what if Fan Jian has tiger guards by his side?
Hundreds of bows and crossbows are pointed at you, but you don’t have the strength of a grandmaster or the mobility of a ninth-grade master.

You're just a sitting duck!
"If he wants to break off relations with us, then let him do so! My Fan family has raised him for many years, and we have invested more than tens of thousands of taels of silver in our efforts. We must make him spit it out."

After all, Fan Jian had stayed in the Ministry of Revenue for a long time, and everything was priced in silver.

For the first time, a hint of anger appeared on Liu Hong's face.

"Versace is only worth tens of thousands of taels in your eyes!"

"I'll give you one million taels! You don't care about Versace, but I do!"

(End of this chapter)