If Ye Yuan really hadn't died, with his temperament, anyone who dared to touch Ye Jiuliang would have faced his relentless revenge.
Ye Xin's eyes dropped slightly, and she fell silent.
…
Mo Garden.
By evening, the lights around the courtyard were all lit up.
The bright moon was hiding among the clouds, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
Meeting his younger brother-in-law for the first time, Ye Yuan felt somewhat awkward.
In the living room, the atmosphere was a bit chilly.
The two men sat facing each other, still maintaining the posture they had assumed over an hour ago.
Suddenly, Mingchong, after greeting him, spoke for the first time, "I had some misunderstandings about you before, but Ajiu has already explained everything to me. It was a misunderstanding on my part."
Ye Yuan smiled indifferently, "It's fine, it's normal for you to have misunderstandings."
