He said, "Grandma, go back and rest."

Fu Fengyi also wanted to say something. After seeing his firm eyes, she closed her mouth and walked into the house with the help of Ao Xue.

"A brass-smelling bastard!" Ding Yiyi sneered, "True line, it seems that those who have the power and wealth do not commit murder, ah, we Ye's young master is fighting in power."

Ye Nianmo frowned. "Things are not what you think. Listen to me."

"I don't listen!" She gave a loud roar. Her face was filled with disgust. Ye Nianmo was hurt by this disgust. He stepped back and looked at her silently.

Ding Yiyi didn't want...