"Ye! This woman is not worthy of you at all, and besides, she's someone else's wife. Are you really going to take home a withered flower?" Yun Shang's face was flushed with anger, and the jealousy in her eyes became even more intense.
"Shut up! I won't allow you to insult her like that!" Nalan Ye said angrily. Even though she was the master's daughter, he wouldn't permit it!
"Ye, what's so good about this woman? Why can't you forget about her?" Yun Shang stomped her foot in frustration. By strength, she was stronger; by looks, she was no worse; by talent, she was even superior; by status, she was far above her. Why did Ye only have eyes for this woman?
"Heh... I don't know why either. Maybe it's because she was the first to walk into my heart, so I can't forget her, and there's no room for anyone else now," Nalan Ye sighed softly, as if whispering to himself.
