"I will come and see you next time. Ye Zhifan and his daughter are here. I need to go down and deal with them. You're right. As long as I stand up, Ye Ying can only watch. In the future, she can only watch me."
The last sentence was cold and sharp.
Ye Ying, who was dragged away by An Jiaxin could not free herself no matter how she struggled. Also, soldiers passed by occasionally. She didn't want to embarrass herself so she didn't dare to struggle too much.
An Jiaxin took advantage of this and pulled her forcefully. She didn't stop talking. "I know that you're shameless but I still helped you to save some face. Don't thank me. I only helped you this time because your surname is Ye!"
Listening to An Jiaxin's mocking words, Ye Ying wanted to scold her back a few times. However, when she remembered Ye Zhifan's advice, she restrained herself.
