Especially since Ye Shaohua is only eighteen now.
With her presence, why couldn't the Ye Family prosper again?!
Ye Ming thought about this, his fingertips trembling with excitement.
Madam Yun gave him a glance and couldn't help shaking her head.
After the Ye Family members left the Military District compound, Madam Yun sighed, "Ye Ming really is no good, I wonder how Shaohua has been living these years."
Indeed, once there's a stepmother, there's a stepfather.
"I've said before that this child has secrets," even the worldly Mr. Yun was shocked by the scene just now, "and not just a few."
He was reminded of the teacup he had seen at the Ye Family's house.
He had felt it was no ordinary item, and now it seemed,
Ye Shaohua certainly wouldn't give old Master Ye a worthless item.
"Good taste," Mr. Yun thought, and patted his own son's shoulder, "We've done all we can, and now it's up to you, good luck."
Yun Xiao glanced at them and didn't say much.