Murong Ye froze for a moment.
'This woman... is different from what I expected.'
He had long heard about the recent events at the Ye Family residence and was extremely displeased with Ye Chutang and her siblings.
He had previously sent a messenger with a letter to Ye Shixian, asking her to go on a lake excursion, but she had refused him.
The Ye Shixian he remembered was gentle and demure, someone who would almost always do as he wished.
Yet, ever since Ye Chutang and her siblings returned to the Capital City, the Ye Family had been plagued by constant turmoil. It had even gotten in the way of his relationship with Ye Shixian.
How could he not be annoyed?
He had always assumed that a woman like Ye Chutang, who had spent three years in exile raising her younger siblings alone, would be no different from a coarse country bumpkin. But to his surprise...
Ye Chutang gave a slight nod. "Mr. Murong."
'So this is Murong Yang's son?'
