Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen Xiong's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the floor with a loud thud, staring blankly at the ceiling with eyes going white…
"Peiru, look at this, this is the son you gave birth to!"
Just as the Ye Family's servants were about to reach out to help him, Ye Zhen Xiong suddenly burst into loud wailing, catching everyone off guard, "The fortune teller wasn't wrong, was he? This kid, once he grows up he'll disown all his relatives, right? You just wouldn't believe it, and now look, he even wants to burn his old man to death!"
Ye Mu Fan: "..."
What the hell?
He had his fortune told?
"Someone come, take Old Master Ye back to where Yang Yuerong is staying!"
Before Ye Mu Fan could recover from the old man's bizarre remarks, Huo Beichen stood up from beside Ye Nuanxi, walked straight to Ye Zhen Xiong's side, "I'm sorry, it's not that your son doesn't recognize his relatives, it's that your son-in-law looks down on you as a father-in-law!"
