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The interior of the car is very luxurious, it's a commercial car, there are even drinks and so on. My great-uncle kept looking at me and my sister with a loving smile, my sister and I both felt uncomfortable all over, he kept stuffing us with snacks and drinks, which he probably only bought on the way here, in a shopping bag, we didn't even have time to bid on them.

The car didn't arrive at its destination after a long time. If it wasn't for the fact that dad really knew this person, I really would have felt like I was going to be sold. I couldn't help but feel scared, even my sister and brother-in-law.

Dad and granduncle chatted about family matters. After knowing that our original home was destroyed by the earthquake, he expressed his concern for us. Then, he kept on saying that it was good that he came back. It was good that he came back.

It was the young man who drove the car. He was so skilled that I didn't feel the slightest jolt. From beginning to end, he didn't say a single word. I was curious as to what kind of voice he had.

After an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped. We had already left the city and arrived at the mountain in the suburbs. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that what I saw was a mountain.

The next moment, my jaw dropped. In front of me was an extremely luxurious manor. From afar, it looked magnificent.

I swallowed my saliva. Could this be my great-uncle's home? Isn't he too rich? I felt my legs go soft. Looking at my elder sister and brother-in-law's mouths were wide open in shock.

"How was it? Our new home, impressive, right?" My father stood to one side, gesturing with his hand at the manor. Mom was at the side. Although her reaction wasn't as intense as ours, I could tell that she was also a little stunned. Could it be that she had never been here before as well?

"Go in, everyone is waiting for you." My great-uncle came to us and urged us on.

We walked into the manor like puppets, outside the garden, and planted all kinds of flowers, but because it was winter, only the evergreen trees were still green, and the rest were a withered winter scene. Looking at the huge garden, I was sure it would be beautiful when it bloomed.

When he arrived at the entrance, there were already a few people waiting there. Upon seeing his great-uncle approach, they respectfully bowed, "Old master." The voices were uniform.

I was shocked. Is this a TV show? Why is it so unrealistic? I looked at him and saw that my father was still calmly following my great-uncle. Why didn't I realize before that my father did indeed have a hint of nobility in him.

Although dad also stepped into the ranks of middle-aged men, he didn't have a single strand of fat on him. This was something I had always been able to show off to others.

The door opened, and it was filled with people. As soon as we entered, everyone's gazes shifted to us, first giving a look of reverence to my great-uncle, then shifting to us. Their gazes were filled with confusion and hostility, and I didn't understand where that hostility came from.

"Quiet down, I have something to announce." The great-uncle walked to the front, faced everyone, and cleared his throat.

Everyone immediately quietened down. The hall was deathly silent. From this, it could be seen how influential her great-uncle was among them.

"This is my big brother's son Xiang Tian, and also the next Patriarch of Xiang Family. He will be the next Patriarch of Xiang Family." My great-uncle's words caused a thousand ripples in the crowd. Not only did the people below discuss it, elder sister and I were also stunned. What is the head of the family? Isn't that the name of an ancient family?

"I know what everyone is wondering, but don't forget how this family passed down, and don't forget our Xiang Family's family rules. If I hear any bad words, I will take care of it." His uncle's voice was vigorous and forceful, causing people to feel awe in their hearts. They did not dare to refute him.

"Yes." The people in the crowd all lowered their heads, indicating their compliance. I'm a little curious about the rules of the house, how obedient everyone is.

I felt that since the earthquake, everything has been moving in an unknown direction, everything has gone off track, even the family that I thought I knew most had become mysterious. I felt a little sad, but I knew that my parents hid it from us because of us, that they had their own difficulties, after all, I was hiding something from them. As he thought about it this way, he felt much more comfortable.

"The reason I called everyone here today is to greet them. I also want to let everyone know each other. Everyone can go back now. If you have any questions, just ask them." the great-uncle said to the men.

The people below all left without a word. In an instant, the entire hall was empty except for us.

"You will stay here from now on. If you have any problems, just tell me." However, my impression of this great-uncle is still pretty good. After all, Ou Wen could tell from his eyes that he genuinely cared for us and that he genuinely welcomed us, but those people just now might not be the same. After all, when we first entered, their enmity was very obvious.

"You guys should be tired after travelling for the entire day. Go and rest first. In the evening, I held a welcoming feast for you all." Then my great-uncle called on a middle-aged man in his fifties, the housekeeper of the manor, to show us the way.

"Patriarch, Miss, please follow me." The steward's attitude was neither servile nor overbearing. He did not intentionally flatter or distance himself from the steward. One could tell with a single glance that he was an intelligent person.

The butler led us to our lodgings, which were several stories high, and our rooms were upstairs, the elaborate spiral staircase winding up, marble and unscathed, and with each step I could hear the sound of my heels on the floor, clattering against the stone, like the prelude to a melodious movement.

When I got upstairs, I realized that poverty had restricted my imagination. The butler said that except for my great-uncle's room, which was on the left side of the second floor, all the other rooms were empty.

I was the laziest, so I directly chose the room next to my great-uncle's. The butler gave me a rare look of surprise, "Miss, you haven't looked at the room yet, you can choose now."

"It's fine, I'm rather lazy. As long as I can stay there, it's fine. The second floor is more convenient." I saw the butler's face stiffen. Well, in his upbringing, a lady shouldn't be answering like that, but I'm not. When I was a kid, I rolled on the floor and fought with the kids in the neighborhood.

Mom, Dad, and my sister's husband chose the third floor, which is on both sides of the stairs. Looking at the layout of the room, I guessed that it must be very large as well.

I thought it was just a bedroom, but when I entered it, it was a small living room with a sofa, a coffee table, and a small study with shelves running down from the roof to a desk with a computer on top of it.