Hang Mushan heard what Yan Yangwen said and couldn't take it anymore, his face darkened as he fired back, "Uncle Yan, who are you calling riffraff?"
Yan Yi reached out to pull him back and swept a casual glance at Yan Yangwen, "Don't bother with him, a person like him can't spit anything good out of a dog's mouth."
Yan Yangwen was so angry that he almost fell backwards, his hands trembling as he pointed at Yan Yi and scolded, "Yan Yi! Is this how you talk to your dad?!"
He actually had the nerve to imply that he was a dog!
Yan Yao was also frowning, disapprovingly looking at Yan Yi, "Yan Yi, you've gone too far."
Yan Yi snorted coldly and looked at him with contempt, "What does it have to do with you? Mind your own business."
Yan Yao's expression stalled and his eyes clouded over with a touch of sadness.
Yan Yangwen was fuming with anger.
