"Ye Shengming, aren't you afraid I'll tell Ye Siyuan this?" Wen Ningyu said angrily.
"Tell her?" Ye Shengming's smile grew wider, "You can go ahead and see if she'll believe you."
Wen Ningyu glared at Ye Shengming in fury, and after a long pause, finally uttered, "You're despicable."
Ye Shengming shrugged it off, confidently sneering, "She won't believe you, no matter what you say. And you're telling her that the daughter she's raised for so many years is actually mine and the daughter of the long-dead Ye Silin?"
After speaking, he questioned again, "Such an absurd thing, do you think she'll believe it? Will Ye Qizu believe it?"
Wen Ningyu clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling with rage, yet he couldn't muster a single word to refute.
