She exerted more force on her hand that was holding Ye Zhixiang's wrist. Screams of pain sounded beside her ears but Ye Jian didn't even raise her eyebrows. She continued calmly, "I'm afraid that I might unintentionally teach the bad people a lesson. For instance, listen to your daughter's voice now. Does it sound tragic?"
If she wanted to fight Grandma Ye, she needed to be more vicious and more composed than her. They needed to see who was able to control their emotions better!
As compared to Ye Jian, Grandma Ye, who loved her daughter dearly, wasn't as calm as Ye Jian. However, she had been seen many things after living for more than 60 years so her heart was encased with an outer layer of steel. It was thick and tough. She couldn't bear to let her daughter suffer but she wouldn't be as emotional as Sun Dongqing.
"Jian, are you really not afraid?"
