Even with many things in his heart, the Ye Family's patriarch could not speak openly at the table.
He clenched his fists, banged down onto his chair with a thud, and took a swig of wine in silence.
Desperate, the Ye Family matriarch shook her husband's wrist incessantly, asking, "Old man, what do they mean by this? It looks to me like they're all standing by idly. You need to think of something. You see, Ye Che has been pampered since he was young. Staying at the inspection bureau, how could he not suffer terribly?"
"It breaks my heart to even think about it. Wuu wuu." As she spoke, the old lady's tears began to fall with a pitter-patter, unmindful of what others thought as she wept openly.
Xia Weiyi watched from the sideline, silent throughout, but her mind was in turmoil.
It seemed Huoda had deceived her; judging by Xu Mao and Wang Gang's attitudes, were they not intent on letting Ye Che off easily?
Even the grandfather's intervention had hit a brick wall.
