In Madam Han's eyes, Ye Fan was just an outsider and a live-in son-in-law whom everyone looked down on. On the other hand, Han Yue was her flesh-and-blood daughter and the mother-in-law of Young Master Mo.
The Mo family of Jingzhou was a powerful family with connections in both business and political circles.
In the future, Madam Han's grandson, Han He, would need the help of the Mo family to get ahead in his political career.
Therefore, it was only natural for Madam Han to want to defend her daughter.
It did not matter to her if Ye Fan was telling the truth or not. She was not going to let her daughter get humiliated in public.
As for Ye Fan, he was just a useless country bumpkin without any connections. Madam Han could not care less about trampling on his dignity.
Ye Fan was not a stupid person. Since Madam Han's speech earlier, he had been able to discern what was going.
So he did not bother to argue his case. There was no need to say anything. Ye Fan only looked at Madam Han and laughed. "Grandmother, well done! You push away the people who care for you and keep those who would do you harm by your side. You have my utmost admiration!"
Ye Fan placed heavy emphasis on the word "admiration."
"You are being presumptuous!"
"How dare you talk to the old madam like that?"
"Qiu Mu-Cheng, look at your husband! He simply has no respect for his elders!"
Han Hai got angrier and started scolding Ye Fan again.
Meanwhile, Qiu Mu-Cheng stood there with her face pale and her head bowed. She was almost afraid to meet anyone's gaze.
Ye Fan walked over and looked at his wife.
"Mu-Cheng, it looks like I should not have come today," he said with a self-deprecating smile.
"I am sorry. Once again, you have been humiliated because of me."
"I had better not stay.”
"You go ahead and celebrate your grandmother's birthday. No matter what, she is your grandmother."
Nobody could know how Ye Fan was feeling when he said this.
Afterward, he did not loiter. He turned around to look at the assembled guests, who were smiling gleefully at his misfortune, before heading toward the exit.
"Good riddance!"
"A person like him does not deserve to enter our home," Han Yue said with a mocking smile.
Han Hai snorted and looked at his niece.
"Mu-Cheng, isn't it time to give up on him? You should divorce him after the banquet. I will find you a better husband."
Madam Han nodded her head and said, "Mu-Cheng, listen to your uncle. He only has your best interests at heart."
"This Ye Fan is not worthy of you. He does not deserve to be with a granddaughter of the Han family."
The Hans all joined in to put down Ye Fan.
Ye Fan said nothing. He continued walking and, looking at him from behind, he seemed so very lonely.
As for Qiu Mu-Cheng, she remained rooted silently to the spot. Even as she listened to the sound of Ye Fan's footsteps and the rebukes from the Hans, she continued to keep her peace.
But, all of a sudden, she lifted her head quietly. And as everyone looked on in a panic, the number one beauty of the Qiu family turned around to grab Ye Fan's hand, without showing the slightest bit of hesitation.
Ye Fan was taken aback. He turned around and looked at her red-rimmed eyes.
Qiu Mu-Cheng bit her and then yelled loudly at her husband.
"Ye Fan, how dare you leave without my permission!"
Under the circumstances, only heaven knew just how much pressure she was facing and just how much courage she needed to speak up.
Following her outburst, she lifted her head stubbornly and looked at her elders. "Grandmother, just now, Ye Fan clashed with auntie and I apologize to the both of you on his behalf. But, today, Ye Fan came with me to celebrate your birthday. So if you insist on chasing him away, then I will accompany him and leave as well."
Qiu Mu-Cheng's words were firm and articulate.
When Madam Han heard this, her body
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