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Qimu stood in front of the big door of the Ye Family main house and lightly closed it a few times. After waiting for a little while, but no one opened the door, she stood closer, leaned over and carefully listened for any movements in the house. After confirming that there was no one there, she frowned.

Outside the main hall of the Ye Family, the large doors that were painted red were opened wide as usual. Loud and heavy voices rose one after another, clamoring the tranquility of the afternoon.

"All of you have no conscience, do you want to force me to death?!"

"I've worked so hard for so many years to make all of you grow up, but you've actually forgotten your mother after marrying your wife. You've only heard half a sentence from your wife before indiscriminately asking me, all these years, who have I treated wrongly?!"

Mrs. Lee held onto the chair's handle with an extremely ugly expression. Her eyes were filled with sadness as she pointed at Ye Dateng and Zhang Chuncao in the hall and yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Mother, could it be that the wounds on Sister Qiao's face were caused by her own attacks? "She's a girl, open your eyes and look at the entire village, who dares to hit a girl like that?!"

She pointed at Qiao's swollen face, which had five handprints faintly visible on it. Her eyes were slightly red, and her vital energy and blood were surging upwards. She was wholeheartedly thinking about her daughter's grievances, and could not care about her filial piety and face.

"Say less!" Mother, we have no other intentions, so we have come to ask Miss Qiao what she has done wrong. You are her biological grandmother, so it is only right that you teach her. "

Ye Dazhuang pulled on Zhang Chuncao's sleeve and frowned. He glared at her with extreme severity. Then, with a smile plastered on his face, he explained to Mrs. Lee in a hurry.

"Mother, don't be angry. I don't think elder sister-in-law has any intentions. We're daughter-in-law, we can't do anything by ourselves. How dare we contradict you? We might lose our bodies due to anger."

Unknowingly, Lee Zhiqing had put on makeup and changed into a new dress. She looked much more radiant as she gracefully stood by Mrs. Lee's side. She supported Mrs. Lee as she gently tried to persuade her, making her look like a good daughter-in-law.

Old Master Ye snorted lightly. He, who usually didn't like directors, actually helped Zhang Chuncao out and said:

"Which family do you think is the grandma with such a ruthless heart like you? Qiao is waiting on you in the main house day after day. What kind of character does she have? As your grandfather, how would I not know?"

"Don't even mention Qiao, even Mu, whom we rarely met, is excellent. You can beat her up, so what if you did? Don't take advantage of such a trivial matter to fool others!"

"With our good Ye Family, the only one with a dark heart is you!"

Mrs. Lee nearly fainted when she heard that. How could her husband, whom she had respected so much for so many years, change so easily? With red eyes, she trembled as she complained to Old Master Ye:

"How long have I been married into the Ye Family? I followed you without any complaints, and worked as a horse for so many years, and suffered so much, oh my god, it's about time, but one of me is a black-hearted person?! "

Old Master Ye's face was cold and stern. A faint resentment appeared in his eyes and a painful memory flashed across them as he slowly said:

"Some things you know very well. The child is here, so I won't say too much. After so many years of being able to take care of you, you should be satisfied."

After Old Master Ye finished speaking, his usually strong and healthy body seemed to age in a split-second. He collapsed on the chair. The anger in his eyes slowly dissipated, leaving behind only a dejected and aged look. He sighed and said:

You two better stop messing around, she and I are also people with half of our bodies in the dirt, we won't be able to live for long, and we can't stop you guys from doing something. At worst, we can just learn from the Second Brother and split up the family, and raise our own children and take care of our own work.

"A family, not a family at all. It's good to be divided, it's good to be separated."

After Old Master Ye finished his sentence, everyone was silent for a moment. Their faces were all filled with astonishment. Then, as all sorts of emotions ran through their minds, they all tried to persuade him:

"Father, which family should we split properly? We can't divide it!"

He was the eldest son and also the eldest brother. He really couldn't just sit by and watch as this family really dispersed.

"Father, Mother …"

A sliver of panic flashed across Lee Zhiqing's face. This wasn't the result she wanted. She just wanted to do more work at home, but she didn't expect it to be so serious this time.

If this family was divided, then the third house's greatest reliance would be ruined. Most of them would be finished. Ye Yiming's heartless and incompetent figure flashed across her mind. Her heart throbbed with pain as she made up her mind. This family definitely could not be divided!

Zhang Chuncao was silent as she moved her lips. Regret could be seen in her eyes. She just wanted to seek justice for her poor little girl, but she didn't think that it would go overboard. With her parents here, the branch family was unfilial.

"..."

Qimu stood outside the door and looked at the scene inside expressionlessly. Hearing Old Master Ye say something like this, she was also a little surprised. When did Old Master Ye become so open-minded?

She didn't really want to interfere at all. As long as her family lived a peaceful and happy life, then that was fine. It could be said that dealing with the troublesome matters between her relatives was one of the things she hated the most.

However, Qimu didn't want the fire in the main house to come to her house. She let out a long breath, and stepped into the house with a faint smile on her face.

Since he was going to deal with it anyway, he might as well do it quickly.