Seeing the old man's agitated state, Jian Yixue thought for a moment, then decided to disregard everything else, let go of Ye Mohan's hand, and walked straight up to him.

Jian Yixue stood beside the old man, reaching out to pat his back to help him catch his breath. Seeing that he had calmed down a bit, she said sternly, "Grandpa, don't let your emotions get too agitated. Take care of yourself!"

With Jian Yixue's help, Old Master Ye calmed down his slightly uncontrollable breathing and then nodded.

Only after receiving the old man's reply did Jian Yixue get up.

Seeing this, the butler frowned deeply.

This is a family matter of the Ye family, and it is not up to an outsider like him to intervene.

Right now, all he can do is take good care of the old man.

Butler Jin lowered his head and took over Jian Yixue's previous actions, helping the old man catch his breath.

Jian Yixue turned her gaze to Ye Wenyao, who was standing not far away, with one hand casually in his pants pocket and a look of wantonness on his face.

Judging from his expression, he didn't seem to care about the situation at all.

It seemed as if everything happening here had nothing to do with him.

Jian Yixue couldn't stand Ye Wenyao's appearance.

This is Ye Mohan's second uncle, who has always been at odds with him.

Tonight was their first meeting, and from his behavior, Jian Yixue clearly disliked him.

Why is there such a big difference between students who were both trained by the same old man?

Jian Yixue was very puzzled!

However, now is not the time to dwell on these things. Jian Yixue pulled her wandering thoughts back and looked at Ye Wenyao with a serious and earnest gaze.

"I don't care what you're doing here. The old man just had surgery and can't handle any stress. Please be a person with good manners."

No matter what, your life was given to you by your grandfather, so please remember his kindness in raising you at this time.

If you're a decent human being, please have some self-respect!

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenyao's curiosity was immediately piqued.

He raised his head to look at Jian Yixue, raised an eyebrow, and said, "What does this have to do with me!"

So what about the debt of gratitude for giving me life? Did I even let him give birth to me? Did he ask for my consent?

Since there is none, why should I even think about it?

Besides, what does all this have to do with you, an outsider!

Don't think that just because you married into the Ye family, you have the right to interfere in the Ye family's affairs!

Let me tell you, these things are none of your business to get involved in!

Ye Wenyao's voice was extremely cold, and it seemed to contain extreme hatred.

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue was very puzzled, and her brows furrowed even more deeply.

Just as I was about to speak, two voices rang out at the same time.

"Shut up! You unfilial son!" Old Master Ye was so angry that he couldn't help but cough.

Seeing this, Butler Jin was very worried. He quickened his pace to calm himself down while advising, "Master, calm down, calm down."

"She is my wife, the current mistress of the Ye family, and naturally has the right to interfere in any matter concerning the Ye family. Does Second Uncle have any objections?"

Ye Mohan's deep, cold voice came over.

Jian Yixue turned her head to look at Ye Mohan, only to see that he was staring intently at Ye Wenyao.

Jian Yixue was deeply moved.

Although she could handle it herself and wasn't that easily hurt, seeing Ye Mohan speak up for her made her feel very safe deep down.

Hearing Ye Mohan's words, Ye Wenyao was not surprised at all.

Ever since he made a move against Jian Yixue last time, he knew that his little nephew had fallen into this woman's hands.

"Since it is your nephew who has bestowed this power upon you, then I must protect it well. I lest one day I die and leave you all heartbroken."

His words were full of sarcasm, and the sinister smirk at the corner of his mouth sent chills down one's spine.

Upon hearing this, the old man, disregarding his own illness, scolded, "Ye Wenyao!"

The other figure was even faster than the old man.

Jian Yixue only felt a blur flash by, and then she saw Ye Mohan standing in front of Ye Wenyao not far away, giving him a few hard punches.

Of course, Ye Wenyao wasn't stupid.

Seeing Ye Mohan suddenly appear before him, he tensed up and immediately went into battle mode.

Even so, he was no match for Ye Mohan.

Despite Ye Mohan's powerful attacks, Ye Wenyao still managed to land several punches.

Even so, Ye Mohan still felt very unsatisfied.

He swung his fist and launched another one-sided crushing attack.

You see, Jian Yixue is the apple of his eye. How could he remain silent when he saw others slandering her like this?

If he can't even protect his own woman, can he even be considered a man?

Jian Yixue watched the two people fighting not far away without saying a word, her eyes half-closed.

The old man in the wheelchair was also watching the two fighting intently.

At that moment, he didn't know who to advise.

Old Master Ye also knew that even if he took care of either side, it was unlikely that anyone would back down.

One of them already harbored resentment and hatred towards the Ye family, while the other was simply watching his wife being cursed, how could he possibly let the other party off the hook?

This was the first time the old man had felt so helpless.

He had imagined countless times the scene of his grandsons clashing, but he never expected this moment to come so soon.

As Jian Yixue watched the two fighting, something suddenly came to mind.

Looking sideways at the old man in the wheelchair beside her, Jian Yixue felt a pang of sympathy when she saw the pale and dejected look on his face.

The old man must be the one who is most heartbroken at this moment, seeing his grandson and son fighting.

Jian Yixue couldn't bear to see this.

The old man had always treated her very well, making her feel the warmth of family.

Looking at Ye Mohan and the other person not far away, Jian Yixue said, "Mohan."

Ye Mohan, who was furiously beating someone, heard Jian Yixue's shout and understood what she meant.

He punched Ye Wenyao hard, then stopped.

"You can do whatever you want to me, but you can't touch a single hair on her head!"

"You'd better take your hand back, or I won't hesitate to chop it off and feed it to the dogs!" Ye Mohan warned.

After saying that, he walked towards Jian Yixue without looking back.

Ye Wenyao completely disregarded Ye Mohan's threats and warnings, his eyes blazing with venom as he stared fiercely at Ye Mohan's retreating figure.

Then, he reached out and wiped the blood that was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Ye Mohan, only one of us can survive and enjoy everything the Ye family has to offer!"

Remember this: in the Ye family, it's either me or you!

After saying that, he turned and left with a flourish.

Just as the old man was about to lose his temper, he heard Ye Wenyao's words, and his face immediately turned extremely ugly.

The old man knew perfectly well what Ye Wenyao's actions would bring; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was declaring war on Ye Mohan.

If Ye Mohan had listened to his words before, and even slightly wanted to let Ye Wenyao go...