"If I don't clear this up today, there'll be endless trouble in the future," he thought, showing no consideration for his mother's painstaking efforts. He interjected hastily, "Mom, Yiyi, she—"
"You shut your mouth!" Zhou Yun glared at Ye Che, cutting him off. Her eyes were already reddening, and it made Ye Che heart too heavy to argue back against Mommy.
The Ye family patriarch stared at Ye Che for a good while, too irritated to form a word. Whenever Ye Che faced him, he was always slick and nonchalant. But he had never seen him so earnest as he was today.
For a moment, the old patriarch's thoughts were in disarray, unable to determine whether Ye Che truly meant what he said or if it was just a spur-of-the-moment impulse.
He also didn't dare to push too hard, for fear of driving Ye Che to run away with Xia Weiyi.
