In Yan Ye's world, nobody but Lian Xinying and his son could make him bow and lower his head.
Since Ji Fan was pursuing Lian Xinying, and Yan Ye couldn't have her, he sure as hell wasn't going to let Ji Fan have her easily either.
Even though Lian Xinying had already told him she wouldn't have anything to do with Ji Fan.
But the thought of it made his stomach churn.
He was the one who had introduced them after all; if they ended up together, where would that leave him?
Yan Ye's aristocratic eyebrows raised haughtily, an expression that could intimidate most people.
But Ji Fan was not most people.
Ji Fan wasn't afraid, let alone backing down.
"Talking like this is pointless. Since we both have the same aim, let's just each do our best! Out of respect for our past friendship, I won't play dirty, and I hope you'll be a gentleman about this too. Don't send your son out again when Yingying and I have an appointment..."
