The elder furrowed his brow in deep thought, clearly somewhat shaken.
"Di Lingzhi is indeed detestable," said Ye Mingcheng, a view he had never changed, "Mother is right, although elder brother is guilty, the law should be the one to judge him, not to be unfairly killed by Di Lingzhi."
"But Uncle Seven will never agree," Han Jiajia always remembered her mother's instruction, and whispered persuasion to Ye Mingcheng, "I think we better not cause any trouble."
"What do you know?" Shen Yue'e scolded, then complained to the elder, "Uncle Seven is still protecting that woman up to now, he has never put our main house in his eyes, his own nephew died, and he doesn't feel sad at all, but every time that woman is in trouble, he goes all out to save her! It's one thing to favor someone outside the family, but this is just too much."
"How did you bring up Uncle Seven when talking about Ye Mingyao?"
