Ye Anran didn't want to say anything more, just looked at Ye Guoli: "Ye Guoli, there are some things that are not mentioned, but that does not mean they did not happen. Mother did not do anything wrong to you! Yet look at what you've done to her?"
"How do you know your mother has never wronged me!" That instant, as if touching something, anger flashed in the depths of Ye Guoli's eyes, yet he quickly suppressed it.
"What did she do to you, then? Speak up. If you're justified, fine, I'll accept it. I'll make amends for mother!"
"Forget it, we are all hot-headed right now, it's pointless to continue this argument. On the day of Double Ninth Festival, I'll accompany you to sweep your mother and your grandfather's graves." Ye Guoli spoke seriously.
Ye Anran opened her mouth, initially wanting to say she didn't need him, especially considering he hadn't been there for so many years.
But when the words reached her lips, she found herself unable to say anything.
