Ye Yan dodged swiftly, and the vase missed its target, crashing heavily onto the floor.
"Bang—"
The valuable vase fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
The atmosphere was silent, but strung tight with tension.
It was the first time Ye Xin had seen her mother lash out, and she was stunned, unable to react for a moment.
"Xiang Zhen, have you lost your mind? Can't you see that Ye Lei has been led astray by them? Would I really harm my own son?" Up to now, Ye Yan still vehemently denied everything, refusing to admit to any wrongdoing.
"Ye Lei has been led astray by them?" Xiang Zhen sneered in self-derision, her face unable to hide her disappointment, "It should be me who has been misled by you. Ye Yan, I never thought you could be this cruel. Today you can strike Ye Lei, who's to say you won't turn on me one day? You're terrifying."
Ye Yan's expression darkened as he glared at Ye Jiuliang and retorted, "Are you satisfied with driving a wedge between our family?"
"Heh."
