Upon hearing this, Ye Qingqing became somewhat annoyed, and retorted, "Chen Feng, do you think I don't care about Lele? If we do anything to the lady, father will definitely take out all his anger on you. When that time comes, how are we as a family going to get along? Do you understand?"
"Do you think he'll treat me any better without these issues?" Chen Feng sneered.
He never hoped for any harmony with the Ye Family or Ye Fuchen. If it were possible, Ye Fuchen would love to see him, Chen Feng, wiped out.
"You can't dwell on that sort of idea," Ye Qingqing looked intensely at Chen Feng and said sternly, "Chen Feng, if you wish for us to go far together, you should calm down and seriously consider how to resolve the conflict between you and my father."
"Um...?" Chen Feng detected a slightly unusual meaning from her words, "Qingqing, are you suggesting you're willing to..."
"Just make an effort, you jerk," Ye Qingqing hotly responded, turning around and picking up Lele.
