Yunchang's words were even more poisonous than Ye Yunhao's. He didn't know how to respond for a moment, but in the end, he could only keep his mouth shut.
"You don't have to care about what my mother is. You just need to know your identity. You do n' t have the right to care about my matters. You don't have the right to call my son."
Ye Yunhao snorted and sat down again. He calmed down.
"You're very good."
Yunchang clenched his fists. Finally, he glared at him and slammed the door.
Yunchang walked out of Ye Yunhao's office and kicked the trash can. It had been a long time since she had been angered. Even Ye Yunhao father had n' t angered her. He actually dared to talk about her identity. Damn it.
After venting his anger, Yunchang tidied up his appearance, hung his fake smile, and wal
