Ye Heng and his father fought for a week.
During this week, Ye Heng’s screams could be heard from time to time in the villa.
Sometimes, Tang Yaoyao could not bear it. For a young master like Ye Heng, his nightlife only started at 12 pm. wasn’t it killing him to be forcefully tied up and brought back? !
Moreover, she heard that old ye had cut off all of Ye Heng’s peach blossoms outside.
A normal man couldn’t solve his physiological problems. An ordinary person would probably suffocate to death.
Tang Yaoyao turned her head to look at Ye Heng. She saw that this man suddenly didn’t roar or go against his father. Today was a rare occasion. He stayed in the villa for an entire morning and didn’t say anything about leaving.
The weather was exceptionally good today.
The sun was shining brightly.
Through the large French windows of the villa, the sunlight just happened to penetrate and shine on the bright floor. It was crystal clear, and the entire room felt warm.
