But if Ye Shiying defied them, they could make her lose her life of guaranteed food and clothing at any time.
"Cousin, you're all grown up, are you still worried about starving to death if you leave the Ye Family?" Ye Wanwan was really in a hurry to go to the bathroom at this point, so she spoke without any politeness.
Ye Shiying's face turned from green to white, and finally, with a stiff neck and a look of total incomprehension, she said, "If I leave the Ye Family, I might even struggle to support myself."
Ye Wanwan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Ye Shiying didn't give her the chance, bombarding her with words like a rapid fire.
"I heard that my little cousin has been working lately, at some small company as an ordinary clerk, earning a meager few thousand yuan a month."
"Do you really think that those few thousand yuan a month are enough for you?"
