"You wish, but I don't agree."
Ye Ting coldly looked at Qiao Si who was trying to take away his precious daughter.
First, he couldn't bear to let her go, and second, he didn't want his daughter to be caught up in the Ancient Clan's complex struggles,
"Honey, how about this, let's vote on it, just like before, the minority complies with the majority."
Seeing that she couldn't convince Ye Ting, Su Yun could only resort to the most democratic way to decide on the matter.
"Do I have the right to vote?"
Qiao Si asked.
This matter also concerned him, and although he was not yet a member of their family, sooner or later he would be, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to exercise a family right a bit early.
"You, an outsider, this is our family's business, what are you meddling for, you don't have one."
Ye Ting said to Qiao Si with a bad attitude.
