Ye Huang pressed the answer button, "Uncle."
"Madam Xu called me, how do you plan to deal with Xu Nuo?" the President asked directly, not even bothering to inquire about the details.
"Punishment," Ye Huang replied coldly, with just two words.
This answer didn't surprise the President at all, who simply said, "Anyway, leave Old Xu some dignity, don't kill her."
Without a word, Ye Huang ended the call.
Ah Long quietly glanced at Ye Huang through the rearview mirror.
The car was moving fast, the interplay of light and shadow outside the windows added a deeper chill to Ye Huang's already icy features.
"Uncle Yang, turn around," Ye Huang suddenly ordered.
Ah Long was startled, "Young Master Ye, you..."
"To the hospital," Ye Huang said coldly, his lips curled revealing a sharp glint in his profound eyes.
He was the type of person who hated being threatened the most. Did the Xu family think they could get off scot-free by involving his uncle?
