Since Secretary Wu said to talk the next time they meet, Ye Zhifan took the hint and smiled. "Alright, you must have come down here for an urgent matter on such a hot day. I will not hold you back any longer. Let's grab a drink when you are free."
After watching Secretary Wu get on the car, Ye Zhifan's smiling face pulled down and glared at his wife. He said to Ye Ying harshly, "Keep a close eye on your mom! I will deal with her after I come back!"
It was almost time for the meeting, so he had to head back.
Ye Ying had always been afraid of him, so she timidly nodded as cold sweat ran down her back.
Ye Zhifan was hardly in the mood for the meeting, for he had been holding down a fit of inextinguishable anger at the thought of his fatuous wife.
Ye Jian, the girl whom his wife repeatedly referred to as the wicked girl, had won medals from overseas!