"Yifan, you conscienceless person. I am your real blood-related auntie. Whose side are you on?" Ye Feifei yelled angrily. "Seems like your dad is really about to climb out of his coffin seeing how you can even bear to give the family property to an outsider."
"So what if I am an illegitimate child?" Ye Ling's eyes swept sharply towards Ye Feifei in a condescending manner. "If you have what it takes, kick me out of the house. If you can't, then shut your filthy mouth!"
Ye Ling was a junior member of the family. Yet, when Ye Feifei and Ye Bao saw his gaze, they shuddered.
The old lady said, "Enough. What are all of you squabbling about?"
"Mum, are you going to sit and watch an illegitimate child climb up the ladder and take over the things that belong to the Ye Family?"
"Bro, let me go. Even if dad were about to climb out of the coffin, I still want to tear up his filthy mouth." Ye Yifan rolled up his sleeves, preparing for a fight.
