"No matter whose child she is, ultimately, she was raised by our family. Your mother is just temporarily unable to see the bigger picture, but you must not follow in her footsteps. Your little sister will always be your little sister. As long as she's willing to call me 'Dad,' she will always be our Ye Family's daughter."
"I understand, Dad." He was just temporarily too shocked to react.
Whether they were related by blood or not, he had protected her for so many years.
In his heart, having such an outstanding sister like Ye Jiu had always made him proud. How could he possibly deny her simply because they weren't blood-related!
When Old Man Ye returned to the room, Mrs. He was already sitting on the kang bed, not crying or making a fuss, eerily quiet.
Old Man Ye walked over and unusually took Mrs. He into his arms, "Old woman, if you want to cry, just cry. Don't hold it in, it will only make you feel worse."
Mrs. He didn't cry but let go of Old Man Ye and lay down on the kang.
