Ye Lao sat in the center of the living room, his face was gloomy and terrifying, his eyes emitted a gloomy light, his hands were folded together, on crutches, and his anger could be felt from afar.

"Dad." Ye Muchen's heart sank, and he had a bad premonition, he put down the key in his hand and shouted softly.

"Bastard!"

Ye Lao lifted the crutches and slammed them on the ground, roaring angrily, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his teeth were clenched.

Ye Wan and Zhang's mother were so frightened that they shook their whole bodies, and they didn't dare to open their mouths tightly at all.

The excited voice of the woman on the TV kept ringing, Ye Muchen paused, and then slowly walked in front of Ye Lao, glanced at the news that was being played on a loop on the TV, lowered his head, put his hands on his lower abdomen, and waited for training.

"What did your wife do outside, don't you know as a husband?" Ye Lao stared at Ye Muchen fiercely, furious.

In Ye Wan's opinion, she felt that her grandfather's hair was about to stand up in anger. Even if the woman who appeared on TV did make a promise, she firmly believed in her heart that it would never be something that a promise could do.

Ye Muchen kept his head buried, no matter what ugly things Ye Lao said or how angry he was, he always stood quietly and listened without saying a word.

"Why don't you speak? Well? Can't you still cover her up? Ye Lao stood up angrily, threw away the crutches, and slammed down the wall vigorously.

"Dad... I think this incident may be a misunderstanding. Ye Muchen lowered his head, was silent for a long time, and said slowly.

"Bullshit misunderstanding!" Ye Lao slapped Ye Muchen heavily, and five bright red finger prints were instantly reflected on his face.

Ye Muchen was staggered by this slap, his heels were slightly tilted, and he almost couldn't stand, so he immediately adjusted his posture again, ignoring the little blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and stood stubbornly in place.

Brother-in-law... It's just right... Ye Wan swallowed her saliva, not daring to imagine how painful it would be if this slap was slapped on her face.

"The way you look the way I hate the most!" Ye Lao immediately raised his other hand and slapped it heavily on Ye Muchen's face, and five finger prints were hung on both sides of his face, which were separated from the bridge of his nose, and it was very symmetrical.

Ye Lao would rather Ye Muchen quarrel with him than just keep silent and silently suffer his anger, he once even thought about how good it would be if Ye Muchen could fight back.

It's just that Ye Lao didn't know that Ye Muchen would only be so obedient to him and promise, if outsiders dared to treat him like this, he would at least abolish that person's hand.

"Look at the guy on TV! See for yourself, is this your wife's promise! Ye Lao angrily grabbed Ye Muchen's sleeve and turned him in the direction of facing the TV.

Ye Muchen didn't raise his head, his eyes didn't move, and he stood in place like a stone sculpture.

"Hmm..."Xu Promise pulled the quilt over with an unhappy face and covered his head.

What are you arguing about so early?

After more than ten minutes, Ye Lao's voice still didn't stop, Xu Yu let out a long sigh, lifted the quilt, rubbed his messy hair, walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, picked up a handful of water and gently rushed it to his face.

It's good, much more sober.

Xu Yu grabbed the face towel next to him, wiped the water stains off his face, and glanced at the water in front of the mirror.

Forget it, so be it.

Promise casually took out a shawl from the cabinet, put it on his shoulder, yawned, and walked downstairs with a blank face.

"Dad, what's wrong with this early morning?" Xu Promise didn't know what was going on, and asked.

The moment he promised to speak, the whole living room became silent, deathly silent...

Ye Lao snorted coldly, don't look around, and ignore the promised question.

Ye Wan gasped, she had been trying to give Xu Yue a breath, but her reluctant promise only glanced at her in a hurry, and did not stay on her, but fixed on Ye Muchen's body.

Seeing that Ye Muchen ignored himself, thinking that he was still angry with himself, Xu Promise sighed softly and walked downstairs slowly.

"Ma'am." Zhang's mother hurriedly stomped to the staircase with small steps, and looked at the promise with a look of embarrassment.

"Huh?" Promise frowned suspiciously.

This early in the morning, what's going on with each one? Xu Yu walked straight to the center of the living room, glanced at Ye Lao and Ye Muchen, stared at the TV in front of her, the whole person was stunned, as if petrified, and the shawl on her shoulders slipped silently from her body.

"This is—" Promise stared blankly at the screen, and the person on the screen was clearly himself.

Wrong! This is Xu Lu! The pupils of promise dilated.

"It's not me!" Xu Promise hurriedly explained loudly, his eyes full of grievances.

“...”

The whole living room was silent, and no one cared for promises, even if they wanted to believe that it wasn't her, but the photos never deceived.

Ye Muchen was silent and didn't speak, the promise in front of him had already made him unable to see it, and he didn't know if he should stand firmly in the camp of promises.

"Dad, you believe me! It's really not me! Xu Yu gently grabbed Ye Lao's clothes and hurriedly explained.

"Humph!" Ye Lao shook off the promised hand in disgust and made this sound from his throat.

"I really didn't... Mu Chen, don't you believe me either? Seeing that Ye Lao didn't believe in himself, he turned his gaze to Ye Muchen.

This look truly interprets what it means to be at a glance for ten thousand years.

This look is full of promises for the last struggle of their marriage, full of affection for Ye Muchen, and full of expectations.

Ye Muchen finally raised his head, put his hand on the seam of his trousers, and looked at Xu Promise in confusion, with a trace of sadness and despair in his eyes, "How do you want me to believe you?" ”

Just this sentence, this one look, is enough to make the promise's heart stop beating.

The promise was like a fish in his throat, he choked up and swallowed his saliva, and then laughed self-deprecatingly, almost crazy.

"Hahaha, how can you believe me? I've been by your side for so long, don't you know what kind of person I am? Wouldn't I do such a thing, don't you know? ”

Every word and every sentence was made with a promise that gritted his teeth, and his eyes burst out with endless grievances, resentment, and anger.

Even if everyone in the world says that her promise is wrong, he Ye Muchen can't help but believe her, only Ye Muchen can't think so!

His heart ached like blood, and he frowned slightly and pressed his chest.

"Now the streets are full of your peachy news, how do you want our Ye family to believe you?" Ye Lao slowly calmed down.