At the Ye Family, Xia Hewan and Ye Zhuoxuan quickly got up. Before they could ask about Ye Juncheng's surgery, they saw Ye Xian angrily head upstairs.
"Xianxian, dinner is ready."
"Not eating, not hungry."
"What's wrong with Xianxian?"
Xia Hewan looked curiously at the two brothers, not expecting that Ye Shaowen's face didn't look good either, "You think Bo Tingshen is as simple as he seems? Just because he gives you some good resources, he's a good person? Naive! You're throwing a tantrum now, but you'll thank me later! I'm not eating either, I'm full from anger!"
Xia Hewan: "What's going on here?"
Ye Juncheng: "It's nothing, just a little argument."
Argument?
It didn't look like a small argument.
As soon as Ye Xian entered the room, she took off the mask and picked up the small mirror on the dressing table. She wasn't avoiding food just to make Ye Shaowen angry; she was also worried about others seeing the wound on her lips.
