"Indeed, precisely because of that, I did not stand up for Miss Ye immediately. Instead, I returned back with her." Mo Feng responded with respect.
"..."
Ye Zhanxing's eyes flashed, his grip on the photo was a little tight as he slowly sat back down on the sofa.
After a slight pause in his tone, he finally spoke, "She indeed looks a lot like her. She has grown up so much..."
His eyes revealed his undeniable loneliness.
Eventually, Ye Zhanxing put down the photo, raised his hand, and dismissed everyone.
Only Mo Feng was left behind.
"What exactly happened today? How did Mingmei end up quarrelling with Qin Youxuan?" Ye Zhanxing's eyes narrowed, his tone deepened.
Specifically speaking, Qin Youxuan's attendance at the Dan Family banquet alone was peculiar.
For Ye Zhanxing to even pose this question, he was already being quite gracious.
