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Old Master Ye sneered and derided. "Ye Chen, how are you going to explain to Ruoxi the fact that you have a son and a lover?"

Cheng Anya frowned and looked at Ye Chen deeply. However, she could tell from Ye Chen's eyes that he was calm and was not flustered at all. He was also not bewildered, and he did not have any trace of guilt on his face.

She could not see any emotions in his eyes.

Ye Chen got up very slowly and straightened his back. A trace of coldness flashed past his delicate face, but it turned into a smile that was haughty and cold. "Why do I have to explain to her?"

His words made the air so cold that it could freeze.

A stream of cold airflow filled the room. Ye Chen did not like it when people criticized his life. It was wishful thinking for whoever that wanted to control him.

Ruoxi understood this point very well. Therefore, she had behaved herself very well for the past few years.