Ye Chuyi, as she listened to him calling himself "Dad" over and over again, and to his soft, self-reproaching voice, felt all the hair on her body stand on end.
This man, his face changed so quickly!
He switched between rage, anger, and tender guilt with ease! One moment he stressed his need for dignity, the next, he was kneeling in front of Ye Jinyu without a shred of pride!
Ye Chuyi couldn't even clearly distinguish which version of him was real.
Or perhaps neither personality was real, and this was just his method of whitewashing his own image!
No wonder Ye Jinyu had been deceived by him for so many years, he was really good at playing the victim.
Ye Jinyu, hearing Wen Xingye's words, only felt an unspeakable bitterness in her mouth, "If I could, I'd also want to give Xiaoyi a complete home, but unfortunately, since the day you had an affair, our home has already been shattered."
Wen Xingye hung his head, lifted her hand, and forcefully slapped himself.
