"Dad, but I can't feel relieved, because... and I think Jinyu wouldn't care!" Ye Anran said deliberately.
Feigning grievance, feigning pity, who couldn't do it?
Just to play you, to play you to death!
"Ah, I already had them kneel from last night until now; how about letting them get up first?"
Upon hearing this sentence, Ye Anran could barely contain her laughter.
Kneeling from last night until now?
Suddenly thinking of something, she lowered her head without responding to Ye Guoli's words, and simply said, "Dad... I want to marry Jinyu..."
"No, you can't marry Bo Jinyu!"
"Ye Anran, you can't marry him!"
Li Xuewen and Ye Rouxin almost spoke in unison.
Ye Anran lifted her head and looked at them, a mocking glint in her eyes.
Ye Guoli's complexion turned visibly darker, but he was, after all, a smart man, more patient than Li Xuewen and Ye Rouxin. He glared at the two wives who were more trouble than they were worth.
