Ye Zhen's expression really made people angry. Ye Nanshan stared at her face for a long time before angrily taking the document over.
As he flipped through the pages, his expression became extremely ugly.
He threw the document on the table.
"You, you're talking nonsense."
"Am I talking nonsense, or are you blind?"
"..."ye Nanshan panted heavily. He pointed at Ye Zhen, not wanting to believe a single word she said.
"Mr. Ye, to be honest. "I didn't want to tell you at first. I felt that you wouldn't know about this for the rest of your life. You would treat someone else's son as your own until you raised him completely. "I'll tell you when you're about to die of old age. That way, you'll definitely feel a sense of accomplishment."