"Grandfather Ye, since Wuyou and Chenchen are truly in love, why must you separate them?" Zhuo Annan did not directly answer Elder Ye's question, but changed her words to persuade him, however, her words at this time would obviously agitate Elder Ye even more.
"How could I not separate them? Chu Wuyou is a chicken that can't lay eggs. If Lanchen marries her, our Ye family will be cut off. We can tolerate the fact that she's ugly, but we definitely can't tolerate the fact that she can't give birth." At this moment, Elder Ye's voice was clearly raised a few notches, his voice was also filled with anger and ruthlessness.
"Annan, tell Granny Ye, is it true that Wuyou can't give birth? Is it true that she can't be cured?" Old Madam Ye looked at Zhuo Annan, there was still some hope in her eyes. If Chu Wuyou's illness could be cured, there might still be room for improvement.
