Ye Zhehan put down his chopsticks and wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly. When he looked at Ye Qing, the corners of his mouth raised with a mocking smile, "What? You've already made your decision to work in my company?"
"Ye Zhehan, don't go too far. When did you become your company? It belongs to your father." The woman couldn't help saying.
The woman was Ye Zhehan's stepmother, Ye Mochen's biological mother, and Ye Qing's second wife, Liu Fanghui.
Although Ye Mochen didn't say anything, he clenched his hands, which were hanging on both sides. There was a hint of malice in his eyes. He cursed in his heart, "Ye Zhehan, you are nothing. If I didn't hand over the company to you, do you think I would use it to look at your face? When I respect you, you are my big brother; when I disres
