"Dad, let's talk in the car," Ye Fan suggested, seeing that they were surrounded by people.
"Okay."
Ye Wenhao frowned slightly and nodded, walking with Ye Fan toward the parking lot.
"Dad, I don't really want to go back to the Ye Family."
A few minutes later, Ye Fan slid into the Rolls-Royce Phantom Presidential Edition, sat in the driver's seat, turned his head to look at Ye Wenhao in the passenger seat, and said softly.
"So that's how it is."
Ye Wenhao gave a bitter smile, unable to help himself from reaching into his pocket for a cigarette.
Unaware of the deal between Ye Fan and Ye Zhen, Ye Wenhao had subconsciously thought that Ye Fan had chosen to return to the Ye Family because of him.
