Now he still faces such mockery, and as an elder, how can he bear it?
"Don't spout nonsense, how could Qianqian not be my daughter..."
"What about Ye Qianqian resembles you?"
Before the words were finished, Ye Nuanxi interrupted with a raised voice, "Her eyes, nose? Her skin, figure? Or maybe her shameless character? Ye Zhenxiong, if you dared to bring that homewrecker and bastard child who killed my mother through the Ye Family's gates today, I'd dare to boot you out directly. If you call me unfilial, then be unfilial yourself, it's fine by me, since I've never thought of being dutiful!"
International joke—her mom was driven to death, and if she were to discuss filial piety with this scumbag, what right would she have to call herself her mother's daughter?
"Ye Nuanxi, you..."
On hearing this, Ye Zhenxiong was so angry the top of his head was practically smoking, "I'll beat the unfilial daughter to death..."
