Ye Anyao's face turned red and white. Her fingers curled up as if she would faint at any moment.
"Ye Beisheng, you're too much!"
Jiang Ranran suddenly patted the table. "This has nothing to do with Anyao. When you were sent to the countryside, the room was empty. What's wrong with letting her stay there?!
"Now that she has lived here for ten years, she can't accept it when you suddenly say that you want it back. Isn't this human nature?! Why are you being so aggressive?
"Anyao has lived here for ten years. What right do you have to get it back just because you want to?"
Everyone's gaze returned to Ye Beishen.
"Because that room used to be my mother's. The decorations and layout were all designed by my mother. The jewelry that my mother left behind are all in the room."
With every word she said, Yang Wei's face turned pale.
