After saying this, my father's face darkened. His lips trembled slightly, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment. His body seemed to tremble with excitement, but he fought to control his emotions, turning and striding towards the room. Each step seemed particularly heavy, as if carrying endless pressure and fatigue. His back, under the light, looked particularly lonely and desolate, which made people feel a little distressed. As he entered the room, the door slammed shut with a dull sound, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction and disappointment. The entire living room fell into a dead silence, with only the sound of the door closing echoing in the air.

Ye Jingning stared blankly at her father who had left the table in anger. For a moment, she was at a loss. She just stood there, as if she didn't fit in with the living room.

Grandpa sighed deeply, his face full of disappointment and helplessness. He walked away slowly on his crutches without saying a word.

Seeing his father and grandfather leave, Ye Jingxiu also stood up and went upstairs. It had nothing to do with him. He was too lazy to stay and listen to his sister crying. He went upstairs with a bit of boredom. He really couldn't understand why love was so important? Life is not just about love. Women always take feelings too seriously and fall out with their families for a man. But they don't know that men don't regard feelings as everything like they do, and even quarrel with their families for a woman.

Women are always self-righteous and put themselves in a dilemma for the sake of a short-term feeling. A man who really likes her will not have the heart to limit her to this. All I can say is that she is still young. When she has more experience, she will understand that she can't trust anyone except herself.

He had always disdained to argue with his daughter, who was madly in love. At that moment, no one's words would sway her. Even if she were his own sister, he wouldn't have the patience to admonish her. After all, she wouldn't listen to her father, so why would he bother? Forget it, he should respect her fate and live his own detached life.

"Wow, I didn't expect that sister is so brave?" Seeing that most people had left, Ye Jingyun couldn't help but sneered.

"Yun'er, how do you talk to your sister like that?" Mother Ye frowned and looked at her little daughter unhappily.

"Am I wrong? Sister, you talked back to me in front of father, so why can't I say a few words? It's not me who talked back." Ye Jingyun said with a pout, feeling aggrieved and dissatisfied. She really couldn't understand why her mother always favored her sister so much. Is it just because she is older than her? Humph! This is so unfair! They are obviously the children of their parents, why are they treated so differently? The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She couldn't help but secretly blame her parents: "Mom, you are partial. You always like my sister more and always dislike me?"

Ye's mother felt a headache. She really couldn't understand where her little daughter got this illusion from. She treated everyone equally and treated them equally. She had never done anything to show favoritism, so why did she always feel that she favored Ning'er more? She really couldn't understand it.

"Yun'er, how can mom be partial? Mom treats you all the same." Mother Ye explained weakly.

"Huh? Same? How can they be the same? You obviously like your sister more, do you think I don't know that?" Ye Jingyun said.

Mother Ye felt that it was not appropriate to discuss this with her at this critical moment, so she said, "Okay, go back to your room and rest. I'll talk to your sister."

Unexpectedly, when Mother Ye said this, Ye Jingyun's tone became even colder, and his words became even colder, "You still say you're not partial, but what are you two mother and daughter talking about in private that I, an outsider, can't hear?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you want to listen, just stay." Mother Ye felt that the more she spoke, the more wrong she felt.

"Hmph, no need. I'm afraid if I stay, you wouldn't dare say any of your intimate words to my face, right? I'd rather not interfere with your conversation between mother and daughter." After Ye Jingyun finished speaking, without even looking at her mother's ugly face, she directly bumped into Ye Jingning's shoulder, snorted, and went up the stairs with a thump.

When Mother Ye saw everyone leave, the living room was suddenly quiet with only the two of them. She withdrew her gaze from her little daughter's back, looking at the woman's helpless and lonely appearance. She sighed softly, feeling a little distressed. She quickly took Ye Jingning's hand and comforted her, "Ning'er, don't be sad. They are just a little angry for a while. Everything will be fine once they calm down."

She patted the back of Ye Jingning's hand gently, her eyes full of heartache and understanding. She knew that her daughter had always been a sensible and well-behaved child, but this incident was indeed a little unexpected, and it was inevitable that they would be angry.

Mother Ye sighed softly and continued, "They care about you, but maybe their way of expressing it isn't right. Don't take it to heart. Believe that their love for you is genuine."

Ye Jingning nodded silently, tears welling up in her eyes. She understood her mother's meaning, but the reality also dealt her a resounding blow. Did she love her? Perhaps? Did she not? But she couldn't convince herself. Had all these years of love been fake? For a moment, she couldn't see clearly. True and false seemed too illusory to her, and she could no longer distinguish them.

Mother Ye held Ye Jingning in her arms and said softly, "Baby, Mom will always support you. No matter what happens, Mom will always be by your side."

Ye Jingning felt the warmth of her mother's embrace, and the grievances in her heart gradually dissipated. She buried her head in her mother's shoulder, feeling a little aggrieved. She clearly didn't ask for anything, she just wanted to be with the person she loved. Was there anything wrong with that? Why did everyone mock her and not support her? What had she done wrong?

"Mom, am I wrong?" Ye Jingning asked his mother in a crying voice, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

"What's right or wrong? I can only say that I have no choice." She had been young herself, so how could she not understand? Unfortunately, the joys of youth are rarely sustained to the end. What could she say? Discourage her? Or comfort her?

Time will give her the answer. She is just watching as a bystander. Even though she is her daughter, she still cannot give her a smooth process.

Forget it, let time take its course and see what happens to her fate.

She also wanted to make people get what they wanted, but she always felt that everything was moving in a different direction.