Ye Tiancheng, who was standing on the side, looked up at Concubine Ye on the other side of the boundary, and then met Concubine Ye's gaze for a moment, and then looked away silently, as if he didn't want to make any explanation.

"After this is over, you are not allowed to go anywhere, just stay at home and give me a good reflection!" Ye Tiancheng spoke angrily at Ye Ya, with a hint of hidden disappointment in his eyes.

At this moment, the doorman in front of the Ye family's gate hurriedly ran in and said: "Master, madam, no, those reporters are gathering more and more, there are many people blocking the front and back doors, and there are a few male reporters who are trying to climb over the wall again, we probably won't be able to stop it." ”

Ye Tiancheng's brows were twisted, and he glanced at Ye Ya and said coldly: "You did a good thing!" ”

Ye Ya's expression remained unchanged, she just looked at Concubine Ye proudly, but she didn't notice Jiang Huiru's somewhat ugly face on the side.

"In this way, you go and tell these reporters that the Ye family will open the door at nine o'clock and hold a brief press conference, and if someone forcibly breaks into the house during this period, we reserve the right to pursue it." Ye Tiancheng glanced at the clock on the wall and spoke to the doorman.

The doorman nodded and hurried away.

Jiang Huiru also hurriedly instructed the maid to hurry up and clean the first floor.

Ye Tiancheng looked at the boundary on the ground, stepped forward and said to Concubine Ye: "There are many reporters interviewing outside at the moment, I don't know if you can turn off the infrared alarm for the sake of the Ye family who has raised you for eighteen years." ”

Concubine Ye glanced at the boundary on the ground, and did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "I don't know how Mr. Ye plans to explain to the reporter?" ”

Ye Tiancheng pursed his lips and didn't speak, a string of sandalwood beads rotated in his hand, turning faster and faster, as if his heart was very chaotic at the moment.

"How do you explain? Naturally, I told you the truth, your mother did something unseemly back then, why should our Ye family be implicated! Ye Ya pushed the wheelchair to Ye Tiancheng's side and confronted Concubine Ye-for-tat.

"Yaya, shut up, don't affect your father." Jiang Huiru pushed the wheelchair and quickly pushed her aside, her brows locked all the time.

To be honest, Ye Tiancheng is really difficult to choose at the moment.

Although it is said that if he admits it, he will make himself a laughing stock, and it will also make Concubine Ye's situation more difficult, but many newspapers have screenshots of Ye Ya's text messages attached, if he denies it, then Ye Ya will become a fabricated lie and frame the eldest sister, and then all kinds of negative news will be transferred to Ye Ya's body, and she will be hurt even more.

"Concubine, I'm sorry, after all, Yaya is my daughter." A few minutes later, Ye Tiancheng spoke in a deep voice.

He can't hurt his own daughter for someone else's daughter again, Ye Tiancheng believes that all fathers in the world will choose to protect their daughters when they encounter this kind of choice.

Even what Ye Ya did really made him feel cold.

Concubine Ye laughed self-deprecatingly, as if she had known that he would choose this way.

Raising his eyes and looking at the man in front of him, he was not yet fifty years old, but there were many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and the hair on his sideburns was a little gray.

She once thought that she could always take care of him for the rest of her life, whether she was married or had children, but maybe this is the cruelty of reality, and it is not just a sentence of right or wrong that can be measured.