An illegitimate son actually requested a formal introduction of himself at the Matriarch's 70th birthday party—wasn't that an indirect slap to her face?
Yu Yuehan sat there quietly. His handsome face was dark; a storm seemed to be boiling.
In the car, the atmosphere turned gloomy in a second. A terrifying sense of fear loomed ahead.
He opened his mouth lightly, "He shall continue dreaming!"
"But Young Master, Matriarch has already agreed to it," the assistant summoned his courage and replied, wiping away the cold sweat that had formed on his forehead.
"What did you say?" Yu Yuehan squinted his eyes and a streak of dark light flashed past his eyes.
His grandparents had been each other's one and only. They lived harmoniously with each other for their whole lives and were the model couple of City H.
