“My affairs are none of your business!” Jiang Jiayan said stubbornly.

Shen Man glanced at her and snorted coldly, "Do you think I want to care about you? It's just that you're not good enough for him. He won't like your skinny body. A young man full of vigor like him needs a woman who is more than ten years older than him to nourish him. You can't satisfy him."

Jiang Jiayan bit her lip, her nails digging red marks into her palm.

Her mother was someone whose mind was only focused on sex.

You despicable person.

...

Ye Zhou braved the cold wind and soon arrived home.

He had no doubt that the woman was Jiang Jiayan's mother.

He had never seen it before.

I had heard before that Jiang Jiayan's mother had been living abroad and didn't come back often.

Seeing this today, I wonder if all women who have lived abroad for a long time are this open-minded?

If Jiang Jiayan hadn't been there...

Ye Zhou felt himself about to follow the woman inside in a daze.

Even an adult would find this kind of outfit unbearable.

He could smell the scent on Shen Man that all men knew, but Jiang Jiayan's father was often not home.

That person is definitely not her father.

Therefore, Jiang Jiayan ran away from home because she couldn't stand Shen Man and another man at home.

But what does this have to do with him?

Ye Zhou returned home at five in the morning. His father, Ye Fan, was very surprised to see him.

"You've already graduated, why aren't you getting a good night's sleep instead of getting up so early?"

Ye Zhou said, "I'll go out and exercise, go for a run."

Zhou Ping poked her head out: "Come over and help me cook two dishes."

Ye Zhou smiled and said, "Okay."