The Fake Heiress and Her Five Villainous Brothers
Chapter 91

After dinner, Yuan's Father was the first to leave.

After drinking two bottles of whiskey, he still seemed sober and was eager to get away from his annoying son and enjoy his comfortable personal space.

Yuan Fa, who didn't get the lamb chops, was in a bad mood. This family was already chaotic enough, and now a person with the Yuan surname had come back to compete with him for food.

For safety reasons, Yuan's Mother ultimately abandoned the idea of traveling together, because Yuan Yong had made it clear that in his extreme anger, he might still hack Yuan Fa to death.

Everyone left one by one as the servants cleared the dining table.

When Yuan Ao left, Yuan Luoyi scurried after him, as the current head of the family, Yuan Ao was the most knowledgeable about family matters.

In the living room, Yuan Luoyi caught up with Yuan Ao and pulled his sleeve: "Big brother, I have something to ask you."

Yuan Ao stopped: "What is it?"

"Why do Dad and Grandfather have such a poor relationship?"

Yuan Ao lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, then reached out and picked up Yuan Luoyi as he walked: "You're still too young, there are many things I shouldn't tell you. Father doesn't want you to be involved in family matters either."

"But you've changed a lot recently. A person's growth really is a momentary thing, and you're no longer a delicate hothouse flower."

He stopped in front of the family totem, the two-headed snake reflecting the pure white moonlight. Their mouths were open, exposing their venomous fangs and forked tongues, looking dangerous yet mysterious.

Pointing at the bones under the snake, Yuan Ao said: "Can you see what that is?"

Yuan Luoyi peered closely. At first, it looked like a pile of dried grass, but gradually she realized it wasn't. "Those are bones," she said.

Yuan Ao said, "That's right, every new head of the Yuan family has to stand on the bones of the previous one. Grandfather and Father's transfer of power wasn't pleasant, but Father ultimately won."

"The old Yuan family was too cruel. Father wants us to live under his protection."

The power struggle between Yuan Jianghai and Yuan Chan lasted many years. At the worst times, the pregnant Yuan's Mother had to hide in a drafty shed, or else her life would be in danger.

Late at night, Yuan's Father would often talk in secret with people from other families.

He didn't like playing power games; he preferred simple things like weapons. No matter how their appearance changed, once taken apart, their basic structure was the same, from which he could derive endless pleasure.

But there were some things he was born talented at, whether it was subtle persuasion or an imposing presence that didn't require anger.

At first, some questioned his abilities, some mocked his misfortune, and others looked at him with pity, but Yuan's Father didn't care. He told the young Yuan Ao, who had always been an observer:

"Never feel sorry for yourself. We're not victims, we're survivors. Let them talk; those people will one day defend us themselves."

And Yuan's Father made it so.

Yuan Jianghai watched everything he had built gradually crumble, while his son elegantly bowed to him just as he had in his youth.

"Father, I'm here to replace you."

The Yuan family had a new head, and Yuan Chan was like all Yuan family members: cunning in his methods, cruel in nature. But he was also somewhat different because he tried to be a good husband and father to his children.

After the power was officially transferred to Yuan Chan, just as he had said, those who had looked down on him before began singing his praises everywhere, calling him the most tolerant and wise head.

But Yuan Chan remained deaf to it all, busy cultivating Yuan Ao and planning to eventually hand everything over to him so he could go study weapons.

This was the first time Yuan Luoyi had heard about this history, as the family had already been quite wealthy by the time she was born.

Yuan Ao said, "On Grandfather's side, there are still many of the Yuan family's old forces. They cause us trouble from time to time because they want Yuan Si to inherit the family power more than me."

Yuan Luoyi had a vague memory of this. Grandfather didn't like Yuan Ao but preferred Yuan Si, the fourth brother.

When he was little, Yuan Si was often taken to the beachside villa, where the elders of the old Yuan family would teach him knowledge.

Yuan's Father didn't care either, because he was well aware that this son of his was notoriously lazy.

When the temperature dropped below 10 degrees Celsius, Yuan Si would curl up under the covers like a snake hibernating and wouldn't come out. He couldn't learn anything he wasn't interested in.

In the end, it was still Yuan Ao who became the heir, while Yuan Si became a celebrity. He really enjoyed the kind of life where he could just stand still and get paid after having a couple of photos taken.

In the living room of the Yuan residence, Yuan Ao put Yuan Luoyi down: "Do you have any other questions?"

Yuan Luoyi said, "Big brother, do you know about the Su family's situation?"

Yuan Ao said, "That was from Grandfather's era. I'm not clear on it, but Yuan Si might know since he studied under Grandfather."

Yuan Luoyi said, "Thank you for telling me so much."

Reaching out to ruffle Yuan Luoyi's hair, Yuan Ao smiled and said, "You're welcome. Sometimes I feel like you're even more resilient than me. Has something happened recently?"

Yuan Luoyi smiled: "I've just come to understand a lot of things."

When she knew that her family loved her, the blood and killings she had once feared, she could now bravely face them.

After bidding farewell to Yuan Ao, Yuan Luoyi returned to her room.

[Ding!]

[System Prompt: Backtracking function activated]

This was what Yuan Luoyi had been waiting for. Thanks to the help of her fan group, her influence had been rising, and now she could finally backtrack.

This time when she went back to the old timeline, she had many things to do.

Su Xun had told her a lot of things about the sudden collapse of the Su family and the double suicide of the Su couple, which was highly suspicious.

Su's teacher and Su's mother believed it was a plot by the Yuan family, with the Su family's ending designed from the very beginning.

But Su Xun didn't think so. She had investigated many things herself and reached the opposite conclusion: that everything was the Su family's own doing.

That's why she had never been keen on taking revenge against the Yuan family.

Now, Yuan Luoyi wanted to go to the old timeline and see what had really happened to the Su family.

She also needed to investigate the old Yuan family.

The true culprit understood the weaknesses of every member of the Yuan family and could mobilize vast resources, inciting the Yuan family's former enemies.

Such power was quite possibly from someone in the old Yuan family.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Luoyi sat on the bed and adjusted her mood.

"Initiate backtracking!"

The familiar dizzying sensation came over Yuan Luoyi as she fell endlessly, waking up like emerging from icy water. She sat up.

Everything around her was blindingly bright. It took Yuan Luoyi a few seconds to adjust before she stood up and looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings.

It was a retro-style living room, with numerous famous Van Gogh paintings hanging on the walls and various sculptures displayed on the cabinets. It was evident that the owner had a fondness for art and wealth.

Every lamp in the room was turned on, making the evening as bright as day.

"Drip!"

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