Aren walked over, his face showing difficulty, "Master, this doesn't seem quite right."
Ye Jiuliang was no longer living at the Ye Mansion, and those motorcycles also hadn't been taken away. The Ye Family knew about Ye Jiuliang's fondness for motorcycles. If they suddenly smashed her belongings now, what would happen if she came back? Wouldn't that lead to a fallout?
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold look shot towards him, "What, my words don't carry weight anymore, is that it?"
"I..." Aren lowered his head.
"Aren, didn't you hear what Dad said?" Xiang Zhen, observing the old master's complexion, added fuel to the fire at the right moment, "What kind of girl rides a motorcycle? She has good cars to drive but chooses to ride motorcycles, and look what has happened now. Those motorcycles should never have been hers to play with from the beginning."
