At this time, dozens of direct descendants of the Ai family shouted for Ai Chuan to delegate power.
Seeing this scene, Ai Chuan only felt extremely ironic. He was already seventy years old, and he had just passed on Ai Mingxu not long ago. It was not his hegemony, but Ai Mingxu's weight, which he knew very well.
If Irene hadn't refused, even if he died, he wouldn't have been able to pass on the title of head of the family to Ai Mingxu.
What I didn't expect was that my son didn't have much ability to win over people's hearts when it came to handling family affairs, but he did have some tricks.
"That's what you mean too?"
Ai Chuan did not respond to anyone, but looked at Ai Mingxu and asked.
Ai Mingxu kept his head down, not even daring to look at Ai Chuan.
"Keep your head up!"
Ai Chuan shouted angrily.
This time, Ai Mingxu raised his head and looked at Ai Chuan.
"Tell me, you also want me to delegate power, right?"
Ai Chuan asked again.
Ai Mingxu was no longer silent, gritted his teeth and said: "Since you have handed over the position of the head of the family to me, please ask father to delegate power! I will do my best to make the Ai family stronger!"
"Dad! How could you say such a thing to grandpa?"
Eileen couldn't help it, her face was full of disbelief.
In her impression, Ai Mingxu had never been such a person.
"Don't call me dad! You have been expelled from the Ai family, and we have been completely severed!" Ai Mingxu said angrily.
Irene bit her red lips tightly and said no more. Her red eyes kept looking at Ai Chuan.
After Ai Chuan received Ai Chuan's reply, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained out. He, who was already in his seventies, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
He smiled self-deprecatingly: "It turns out that in your eyes, power is more important than daughter and father."
"Mingxu, do you know why I have been the head of the family for so many years without delegating power?"
Ai Chuan suddenly asked calmly.
When Ai Mingxu heard this topic, a hint of anger appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it because you like power?"
"Otherwise, why would you refuse to delegate power? I am your only son and the only heir to the Ai family. Why have you maintained hegemony for so long?"
"Do you know what people outside say about me?"
"They say that I am incompetent and a short-sighted loser. Even if I am the only heir of the Ai family, as long as you don't die, I will have no hope of inheriting the position of head of the family in this life."
"It's all your fault. You're already old. Wouldn't it be nice to abdicate in peace, raise flowers and plants, and enjoy your old age in peace?"
"Why do you want to dominate the position of the head of the family and let me become a trash in other people's words?"
Ai Mingxu completely exploded and became extremely emotional. He yelled at Ai Chuan, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered over the years.
Ai Chuan remained silent and listened quietly. After Ai Mingxu finished speaking, he smiled mockingly: "So even your son thinks that I am a person who likes hegemony?"
"Isn't it?" Ai Mingxu said angrily.
"Then do you know how much energy I have spent cultivating you over the years?"
"If it weren't for your lack of ability, would I have occupied the position of head of the family and refused to give up my power?"
"Now you blame me for your hegemony? I am already a dying person, but I worry about the affairs of the Ai family. Don't I know how to decentralize power and provide for the elderly?"
Ai Chuan asked again and again, his face full of disappointment.