If Sun Dongqing came over and saw Ye Jian interacting with so many officers like family, she might do something crazy. In the end, he would be the one cleaning up the mess.
Ye Ying's throat was twitching as she nodded repeatedly. However, she felt a little guilty. A second ago, she was thinking about how good it would be if Sun Dongqing was here. She even wanted to mention it but when she saw Ye Zhifan's expression, she didn't dare to.
Ye Ying always knew who she could rely on in her family.
The father and daughter continued appearing at Uncle Gen's memorial service. Ye Zhifan couldn't help but lower his head when he saw the soldiers standing guard outside. He even restrained his authority.
Ye Zhifan looked at Uncle Gen who was lying on a bed of white chrysanthemums. He felt uncomfortable as he put down a stalk of chrysanthemum.
