Grandmother Ye—the power broker of the Ye Family for twenty years, a life spent in shrewd calculation, competing with men for power and profit. Even now, in her seventies, her gaze remained sharp and compelling, yet when faced with Ye Liangyan, deep down she couldn't help but feel an involuntary chill.
No matter how fiercely she stared, Ye Liangyan remained impassive, her face serene, her eyes clear as water, betraying no emotion.
Grandmother Ye's gaze grew heavier, and then she spoke in a calm voice, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."
Ye Liangyan sat down as told.
"The child you visited today, do you know him?" Grandmother Ye's gaze was piercing as she addressed the matter directly.
Ye Liangyan responded calmly, "Yes."
"How do you know him?"
"I was his tutor."
"What?!"
Her words set off a storm.
Not only was Grandmother Ye shocked, but Ye Licheng, Ye Xinjia, and Lin Qingyuan also looked at her in disbelief.
