Ye Mohan's words were full of indifference.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenyao was not afraid at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Nephew, you have good skills. But nephew, your uncle is not the same as I was four years ago."

I'm just asking you, you hurt me, do you think the old man will forgive you? You don't want to, and you don't dare to, take that gamble, do you?"

Over the years, he has come to understand.

If it weren't for the old man's influence, his nephew would never have just sent him to jail when he kidnapped Ye Ling'er.

The reason he did this was largely because of the old man.

He couldn't think of any other reason besides this.

Upon hearing this, Ye Mohan's expression remained unchanged, and nothing was outwardly apparent, but Gong Yixue, who knew him well, could easily tell the difference.

Then, Gong Yixue coldly said, "You really think you're so capable that you've stooped to using the old man to plead for you? It seems that in your heart, you also think you're not as good as Mo Han."

Having his thoughts read, Ye Wenyao's expression froze for a moment before he reacted and said, "Who do you think you are? It's none of your business to interfere in the affairs of the Ye family!"

This time, Gong Yixue hadn't even spoken yet.

Ye Mohan, standing to the side, couldn't help but speak up for his beloved wife, saying, "She is my wife, the matriarch of the Ye family. The entire Ye family, including myself, obeys her orders. You still think she's not qualified!"

After saying that, Ye Mohan didn't even glance at him.

He turned directly to Gong Yixue and said, "Xue'er, your decision is my decision. Do what you want to do. The sky won't fall, and even if it does, I'll hold it up for you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenyao was somewhat incredulous.