"He should have died ten years ago; letting him live an extra decade was already more than enough. If it hadn't been for the appearance of his mother that year, I..."
As Situ Yan spoke, her expression suddenly became ferocious, and a thick hatred flashed in her eyes. Her hand tightly gripped the wine glass before crushing it, sending shards of glass scattering.
"Madam!"
Seeing this, the maid's face changed color and she quickly spoke up.
"It's nothing!"
Situ Yan said indifferently, taking out a tissue to wipe her hands.
"I heard that this guy has a fiancée in Tianhai?"
Situ Yan's voice was clear and cold as she spoke.
"Yes, that's right. She is the granddaughter of the Ye Family, named Ye Yaxin, and the president of Tianhai Ye Corporation."
The maid nodded in confirmation.
"I don't wish for anything related to that boy to exist in this world. Contact Qiaan'er for me!"
