My Rich Wife

He raised his hand and was about to slap Yan Ruoxue!     

But in the end, his hand only froze in mid-air.     

"If grandfather was still here, he wouldn't have tolerated you guys doing this," Yan Ruoxue said coldly.     

At the mention of Yan Yunheng, Yan Yongxiu seemed to have found another excuse.     

He snorted coldly and said, "You still have the nere to mention your grandfather? Qin Yu is your grandfather's murderer!"      

"Is that so?" The corners of Yan Ruoxue's mouth curled into a sneer.     

"Father, I think you know better than me whether my grandfather is dead or not."      

Yan Yongxiu's expression changed and he berated, "Don't talk nonsense! Your grandfather has already passed away!"      

"Is that so?" The sneer on Yan Ruoxue's expression became more and more intense.     

"Stop making excuses for your own cowardice."      

"You're just afraid of my uncle. Even if you have doubts in your heart, you don't dare to say it out loud, right?"