Ye's mother had a furious look on her face and went forward to slap Ye Zhen twice. Just as she raised her hand, someone held her wrist.
In pain, Ye's mother turned her head to see the white-clad, silent girl looking at her with a cold gaze. Somehow, it sent chills down her spine.
"What... what do you want to do?"
"I ask you, what do you want to do?" The girl's voice had no warmth, it was colder than the winter wind.
Ye's mother's teeth chattered, and her entire arm went numb.
"You... let go of me first."
Ming Jing let go of her and Ye's mother took a step back due to inertia, but was supported by Ye's father.
While massaging her wrist, Ye's mother secretly glanced at the white-clad girl and felt quite afraid.
"What exactly is your relationship with Ye Zhen?"
Ye Zhen laughed: "We know her bank card password, what do you think our relationship is?"
Ye's mother widened her eyes: "Can you change Ye Zhen's will?"
