Apologizing to Ye Shengge

Ye Xiuyuan, when facing Fu Yushen, displayed a noticeable unease, unlike his usual calm demeanor.

Ye Maohong, his face full of excitement and a forced smile, even his wrinkles seemed to be squeezed out as he bent at the waist, offering flattery, "Mr. Fu, hello! I am Shengsheng's father. I never expected that you would admire my daughter so much. It is indeed an honor!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Shengge's expression immediately turned cold.

Shengsheng?

My daughter?

How ridiculous! When she was in the Ye family, when did Ye Maohong ever address her this way? Now, just because Fu Yushen expressed appreciation for her, he puts on this subservient act.

Ye Shengge looked at Ye Maohong's obsequious face and felt a sense of disgust wash over her.

Fu Yushen was attentively observing Ye Shengge's expression. Seeing her displeasure, his gaze suddenly turned icy when he looked at Ye Maohong as if an arctic chill had descended.