"I understand, I get it now..."
It was only then that Ye Mingyao had an epiphany.
"Scram," Meng Shiqing urged him like he was trying to rid himself of a plague, "I've already gone beyond the call of duty by driving her out of the Ye Family for you. Don't drag me down with you anymore."
Ye Mingyao felt incredibly annoyed inside. Initially, they had said they were in the same boat, wanting to exchange resources to deal with Nan Zhifeng together. Now, he was being told not to be a burden.
This father-in-law really turned his face faster than flipping a book.
Ye Mingyao left the golf course and saw Nan Zhifeng at the exit.
She had taken a taxi to follow him and knew he was meeting with Meng Shiqing; she also knew that Zhiqiu's death was definitely related to Meng Shiqing.
The taxi door opened, and Nan Zhifeng stared coldly at Ye Mingyao, her gaze as if ready to devour him.
Ye Mingyao, feeling a chill in his heart, hurriedly drove away at high speed.
