"Your father is my son. I can do whatever I want to do to him. He's just someone I picked up from the streets. No one knows where he came from! As for your mother, what if she was a stubborn person. At least I'm alive. She has already turned into a pile of white bones!"
You have a strong personality, right? In that case, I will say things you don't want to hear. Let's see if an 18-year-old teenager like you can control your temper!
She purposely lowered her voice at the start but towards the end, as Grandma Ye slowly tightened her grip around Ye Jian's wrist, her voice got louder too. It was filled with the helplessness of an old lady. "Jian, things that happened so many years ago can't be fully explained using just your mouth. Your father's surname is Ye. Your surname is Ye too. Whether you admit it or not, the entire village knows that your father was my son and you're my granddaughter. No one can change that. You have to acknowledge it even if you don't want to."
