If Yan Ye could know the answer to this question, then he'd surely be able to influence Lian Xinying's thoughts.
But the result is, he cannot.
"Who can predict what's going to happen in a month?" After throwing out this insolent response, Yan Ye left again.
Xiaocheng was with Zhang Yun, and after Yan Ye left, Xiaocheng immediately pouted his little mouth.
"Where did Dad go? Are we still going out to eat later?"
It must be that the hotel's food was particularly to Xiaocheng's liking, so the little guy kept thinking about tonight's dinner.
"We'll eat at home later." After hearing about Xixi's situation, Yan Ye's father couldn't stay over there anymore.
Yan Ye might not care about the Yan Family's reputation, but Yan Ye's father cared.
People need face like trees need bark; at Yan Ye's father's age, if another scandal breaks out in the family, it would leave him utterly humiliated.
