Ye Xingguang's heart sank sharply: "Become bitter enemies?"
Chang Qinghua's voice wasn't loud, even seemly deliberately lowered: "While you are stuck in the middle of this whirlpool, you're asking me. I need to ask you - is Ye Junqing now utterly abandoned with all his brothers complaining that he's gone crazy for your sake?"
Ye Xingguang was shocked: "I don't know, I haven't been home in the past few days, I don't know what on earth is happening. Mr. Chang, if anything else happens, give me a call on this new mobile number. I have to hang up now."
Chang Qinghua said: "Hold on, what's going on with you and Xia Ye Zhao, that photo of you going back to care for your sick father was published?"
"There's nothing between us. I can't explain right now. I need to hang up."
After saying this, Ye Xingguang immediately hung up the phone.
She felt uneasy, and called Ye Junqing. But his phone was turned off.
