"Han'er, are you saying you're going to marry that young lady... young girl?"
He had originally intended to say "little maid," but under his son's icy gaze, he changed his mind.
Seeing that his father was very cooperative, Ye Minghan nodded his chin in response, "Mm."
When Commander Ye heard his son's affirmative answer, he was still a little stunned. He stammered, trying to persuade him to abandon this untimely idea.
"Han'er, it's not that your father is prejudiced by social status."
"But that girl came from a poor peasant family, and she always wore a veil, so no one had ever seen her true face, and no one knew if she was ugly."
"You and her are such a mismatch."
"Han'er, why don't you think about it again?"
Ye Minghan had lost interest in dealing with his father any longer. He pressed the button to turn his wheelchair and said as he turned:
"There's no need to discuss this further. Just be there next month. If you're not available, you can be absent."
The last three words were utterly heartless.
To Commander Ye, this meant that if anyone dared to obstruct the wedding, he wouldn't mind if his father didn't receive his blessing.
He... he... how could he dare to have any objections?
Forced to agree, Commander Ye could only watch helplessly as his only son maneuvered his wheelchair away from the banquet hall.
But no matter how he thought about it, he felt sorry for his son. Han'er had a divine face that only celestial beings could possess, and even celestial beings could barely match him.
What merits does that maid surnamed Hua possess?
How did she end up getting special treatment from his son?
He also forbade her from leaving the courtyard for many years, resulting in him seeing the maid only a handful of times in the past ten years.
Every time his son went out with the maid, he never got to see her; his son, Han'er, hid her in another private room.
He thought at the time that his son was used to the ugly woman serving him tea and water, which was why he took her with him everywhere he went.
Who would have thought! They were waiting here!
They actually let her rise to prominence and become a phoenix?
His son has never defended his father like this before!
He had only called her "little maid" once, and Han'er gave him a cold look.
No matter how I look at it, I feel jealous.
But what else could he do but endure it?
After all, he was his most proud son.
Five years ago, his son, who was unable to walk, used a wheelchair to clean the map of the country.
Their Ye clan became the most influential legion.
Even the Eagle King Legion, which had once deliberately humiliated his son by making him a child groom, bowed down and submitted.
His Han'er is indeed the best!
It is his proudest existence.
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