Constable Hong frowned upon hearing this and said, "Even so, you can’t just say that she did it. She was just kind enough to visit you."
"Constable Hong!" Yang Lichun called out, and Yang Chuxia could clearly see the hatred in his eyes from where she stood. "Given the bad relationship between my family and Yang Chuxia’s, do you think she would kindly visit my father and brother?"
Constable Hong choked on his words, snorted coldly, and said, "Even so, you still need to provide evidence. Without evidence, do you expect me to judge the case based solely on your words?"
"Constable Hong, I’m afraid it’s not that you can’t judge the case, but rather that you’re deliberately covering up for her, right?" While Ms. Ye was accusing Yang Chuxia, a carriage appeared in the distance.
At the sound of Constable Hong’s words, the person inside the carriage got off.
Yang Chuxia looked closely, and it turned out to be the daughter of the dean of that certain academy who was supposed to marry Brother An.
Yang Chuxia watched as the girl got off the carriage with the help of a maidservant, smiled at Ye Zi’an, and then turned to Constable Hong, "Constable Hong, don’t you just want evidence?"
"We naturally have evidence."
On hearing this, Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an exchanged glances, and Yang Chuxia could see just how dark Ye Zi’an’s handsome face had become.
Seeing that Yang Chuxia didn’t display any signs of nervousness or fear, Ye Zi’an let out a sigh of relief, tightened his grip on Yang Chuxia’s hand, and coldly stared at Ms. Ye and her entourage.
The dean’s daughter’s surname was also Yang, and her name had an opposite meaning to Yang Chuxia’s - her name was Yang Aoshuang.
Seeing the small interaction between Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia, Yang Aoshuang could clearly see what was going on. She thought to herself: Hold hands all you want, soon you won’t be able to hold hands at all.
But when her eyes swept across Ye Zi’an, a trace of infatuation appeared in them, as if she was looking at her own possession.
Her gaze really made Yang Chuxia feel extremely disgusted, so she leaned her body in front of Ye Zi’an, who then cooperatively lowered his head.
"If you have evidence, just present it," Yang Chuxia sneered, "Constable Hong is right here! If you’re worried about Constable Hong covering up for us, let’s go to the county court? It would be best if you could also show me the evidence you’re talking about."
Hearing Yang Chuxia say this, a triumphant look flashed in Yang Aoshuang’s eyes, and then she said, "No time like the present, today is just perfect!"
Yang Chuxia shrugged indifferently.
"Xiaxia, I’ll go with you," Ye Zi’an said.
"Of course, for this kind of thing, you have to be with me," Yang Chuxia replied with a smile.
From the side, Yang Dachuan also spoke, "My girl, I’ll go with you too!"
Old Yang surprisingly echoed his agreement to go as well.
Yang Chuxia then said, "Grandpa, you’re old now, you don’t have to go with us. It’s enough for me to have my father accompany me."
She then turned to the worried Ms. Wang and said, "Mother, don’t worry, I’ll be fine."
How could Ms. Wang be reassured at this moment? If not for the maid holding her back, she might have tried to tear Ms. Ye’s face apart.
Nothing else needed to be said, the fury in her eyes glaring at Ms. Ye spoke volumes.
Since it was decided to go to the county court, it was not an empty threat. Yang Dachuan prepared the horse carriage with the help of two servants, and everyone got on in turn. Yang Aoshuang naturally got on her own carriage as well.
However, Ms. Ye and her children were in an awkward situation, as there was no carriage available for them to ride. Walking on foot was not only difficult for Yang Qingwen in his condition, but it would also not be possible for them to arrive at the county seat till tomorrow morning.