"A moral dilemma, if Tian'er agrees, it means going to his death. If he doesn't, he'll be labeled within the entire Ye Family as a coward clinging to life, unworthy of being the Family Head's son, unfit to be a Ye Family heir." In the distance, Ye Zhenchen murmured to himself, his face solemn and unsightly.
He tightly grasped his wife, Sui Qinglian's, hand.
Sui Qinglian's eyes were practically spitting fire.
She was so furious she was losing her composure.
"Damn it!!! Ye Jiuxian deserves to die a thousand times!" Sui Qinglian's voice carried an indescribable murderous intent, fully aware that all of this was orchestrated by Ye Jiuxian.
"Why did you stop me? If we had appeared earlier and driven away Ye Wushuang and the others, it wouldn't have blown up like this!" Sui Qinglian glared fiercely at Ye Zhenchen, almost losing control and wanting to strike.
In fact, the couple had already arrived earlier.
