Looking into her cold and indifferent eyes, the old master of the Ye family's face changed as he quickly stepped forward, "It's not like that; do not listen to their nonsense. Over the years, my affection and care for you has not been because of that phrase. I genuinely feel guilty towards Ye Yuan, and I sincerely wanted to treat you well."
His eager explanation, falling on Ye Jiuliang's ears, was so pale and powerless.
"You don't have to explain anymore. After all, from the beginning, I never expected your kindness towards me to be genuine."
The old master of the Ye family was at a loss for words, "Jiuliang, I..."
Now that the truth had been laid bare, Ye Jiuliang no longer wanted to waste time with them. She turned her gaze to Ye Yuan, "Dad, let's go."
Ye Yuan nodded lightly and started walking, keeping pace with her.
