"Well, it's righteous to me." Ye Sichen's lips curled slightly, and there was more sarcasm on his face. Trying to threaten him with this? It was really ridiculous.
"Good, good, you're good. You're really good." Old Man Ye was so angry that his whole face turned blue.
"Shen, we are doing this for you. We can ignore other things, but Wen Ruoqing can't give birth. If you marry her, you will have no children in the future, and you can't be a father." Ye Laozi tried to persuade him. Of course, he also wanted to ease the tension at the moment.
"The Ye family shouldn't have a child." The nightstress turned her head and looked at Old Man Mu. Her gaze was still cold and devoid of any warmth. In the Ye family, there wasn't any familial affection to speak of at all. What happiness could a child born in such a family have?
It was just like him, at the age of nine, old man Ye forced his mother away and told him not to see his mother again.
They had thought about it for him at that time.