Qingshui No.1, Dynasty Private Room.
After ending the call with Ye Long, Ye Cang didn't linger and immediately got up to walk towards the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Pan Ying was sitting at the head of the bed. Seeing Ye Cang enter, she didn't show the panic she had before, just slightly furrowed her brows.
"Pan Ying, do you really think that with that bastard defending you, I wouldn't dare touch you?" Ye Cang said menacingly as he entered, his attitude drastically different from before.
Whoosh!
The change in Ye Cang caught Pan Ying off guard, making her face suddenly change colors as she reflexively stood up, slightly panicked, "You... you..."
"Humph, Pan Ying, let me tell you the truth, that guy is a bastard born between my father and a village woman, not a legitimate descendant of the Ye Family, just a bastard!"
Ye Cang coldly cut off Pan Ying's words, continuing while walking towards her, "A bastard, do you understand?"
Without responding, Pan Ying retreated in terror.
