"Dad, I don't agree!"
"This mute is a bumpkin! She is disabled and ignorant! Why should my son marry her?"
The speaker was Ye Ting's mother, Mrs. Ye. She patted her chest in a chair because she was angry about the marriage arranged by her father-in-law!
Mr. Ye found a fiancee for Ye Ting after a trip to the countryside, and Mrs. Ye found this arrangement ridiculous.
Ye Huan was the mute that Mrs. Ye had mentioned. She calmly looked at the Ye family, who were in an argument.
"How rude!" Mrs. Ye pointed at Ye Huan, who casually sat with her legs crossed and dangled them from time to time. "She looks wild. A girl from a respected family won't do that!" Mrs. Ye thought.
It was men who had the final say in the Ye family. Therefore, nobody could change this decision from Mr. Ye.
"Shut up. That's my decision! Nobody can change it!" Mr. Ye slammed the table with fury.
Mrs. Ye burst into tears. "Ye Ting is your grandson. How can you ruin him in this way?"
Mrs. Ye had two sons. The eldest one was her stepson, and the little one was her own son, Ye Ting.
Ye Ting was a favorite of fate.
He began his investment in the stock market at 17 years old. He was the best trader on Wall Street and was called the young Buffett. Then Ye Ting established a pharmaceutical technology company with the money he had earned from the stock market. His company prospered, and Ye Ting was only 25 years old, the peak of his life now.
Mrs. Ye was mad that the wife of her excellent son would be a dumb bumpkin. In her opinion, only the ladies from good families, such as dancers and musicians, were qualified to be her son-in-law.
"Huaner, don't take those words to heart. Go take a rest in your room." After Mr. Ye said so, a servant came over and led the way for Ye Huan.
Nodding, Ye Huan thought with surprise, "This old man did keep his word."
Ye Huan didn't like this marriage, but her grandmother, who had a heart problem, said that she would die soon and wanted to see Ye Huan get married before her death.
Ye Huan chose to compromise for the sake of her grandmother. She would cancel the engagement after her grandmother recovered.
Ye Huan followed the servant to leave, but Mrs. Ye roared from behind, "Dad, you will regret this decision later!"
Then, Mrs. Ye left angrily.
Mr. Ye didn't take what Mrs. Ye had said to heart. He watched Ye Huan leave, which reminded him of Ye Huan's grandmother, who had been so special during her youth.
Right then, there came a noise from the door, so Mr. Ye looked over.
The comer was slender, handsome, and elegant.
He noticed Ye Huan, who turned around, frowned slightly, and looked colder.
"Who are you?" There was a hint of impatience in his hoarse voice.
Mr. Ye said, "She is your fiancee, Ye Huan." He then looked at Ye Huan and said, "My grandson, Ye Ting. You will get to know each other soon."
Ye Ting raised his chin, raised his eyebrows at the woman in front of him, and chuckled. "Fiancee? I didn't know that Grandpa was serious!" Ye Ting thought.
"Are you that mute?" Hearing this question, Ye Huan looked up at Ye Ting with a faint grievance in her beautiful eyes as if she would cry at any second.
Ye Ting was speechless.
Mr. Ye immediately scolded Ye Ting. "Brat, Huaner is six years younger than you. Don't intimidate her!"
Hearing this, Ye Ting looked at Ye Huan and found no fear in her eyes. Ye Huan raised her eyebrows in a defiant manner.
Ye Ting thought, "She isn't intimidated at all!
"Interesting..."
