The moment she finished speaking, Ye Heng's eye twitched. "Absolutely not!"
He rushed forward to block Ye Chutang's path, his expression urgent. "You've only just returned after so much trouble. There's no reason for you to stay at an inn!"
Without a second thought, he barked at Ye Mingze, "You! Go and clear out your room immediately!"
Ye Mingze refused. He had been living in that room for three years and was used to it! 'Why should I have to move out just because Ye Chutang said so?'
"Father! Aren't there plenty of other rooms in the house? Why does it have to be mine?" Ye Mingze complained, thoroughly displeased. "Besides, I have too much stuff. It'll be a huge hassle to move everything!"
Ye Heng was so angry his chest ached. "When I tell you to move, you move!" he roared. "Enough of your nonsense!"
Ye Mingze shuddered, his arrogant defiance finally shrinking.
A spoiled rake by nature, the only person he feared was his father.
