Inside the villa.
No matter what Ye Mengyun said, her elder brother would not let her go.
Ye Mengyun's face was full of anger, and she struggled incessantly, her fair arms bruised purple from the violent struggles, as crimson drops of blood seeped out.
Seeing this, Ye Mengmin felt somewhat unbearable.
He had not expected his younger sister to be so stubborn.
His expression was extremely grim.
"Little sister, to torment yourself like this for an outsider, you have truly disappointed me."
Ye Mengyun's eyes reddened, she angrily retorted:
"Stop pretending."
"If Grandfather knew what you're doing, he would never let you off lightly."
Just as Ye Mengmin was about to retort, suddenly, his phone rang.
Ye Mengmin picked up the phone and his eyebrows furrowed.
Speaking of the devil, and he shall appear.
The caller was none other than Grandfather Ye Zhongshan.
Seeing her brother's reaction, Ye Mengyun quickly realized something.
"Is it Grandfather on the phone?"
