"I went to town!" Yang Chuxia said crisply. Then she recounted the day’s events: Yang Aoshuang had caused a scene at her mother’s house, had been divorced, and found out she was pregnant.
"How did you know all of this so clearly?" Ye Zi’an looked at her suspiciously, noticing that she described the events in great detail, as if she had been there herself.
"Ahem" Yang Chuxia touched her nose and said, "When Yang Aoshuang went home to make a fuss, I sneaked into the academy by climbing over the wall, and I was there when she was driven out. I wanted to see the miserable end for my enemy, but who would have thought that I would end up saving her? It felt so frustrating."
"Xiaxia, you did the right thing. Regardless of Yang Aoshuang’s actions, we can’t ignore the child’s well-being," Ye Zi’an said, rubbing her head, "However, now the Li Family might not divorce Yang Aoshuang. I’m just afraid she won’t change her ways."
"No problem. After all that fuss, her father won’t support her anymore. As for the Li Family, they are almost ruined and don’t have the capital to go against me anymore."
While saying this, Yang Chuxia sighed and shook her head, "These noble families are really something. Just look at Mu Shaoling. With a few commands from him, a wealthy family is destroyed. It’s true that we can’t afford to mess with such families. In the future, we must stay away from Young Master Mu, lest he decides to destroy us with a flick of his finger."
Mu Shaoling, who was walking behind Ye Zi’an, almost spat out his old blood upon hearing this.
Even Mr.Luo couldn’t stand to listen anymore.
Mu Shaoling’s eyes seemed to be spitting fire, cursing in his mind. Who was the reason he took action? Did he volunteer? Was the Li Family’s collapse related to him? They were just a small-time family, not the Capital City’s Li Family. Was it even half a penny of his business? It was all because of this damn girl’s request. And now she was saying he was terrifying and to keep their distance from him? He suddenly felt the urge to strangle someone.
"Brother An, don’t you think so?" Unaware that Mu Shaoling had heard her, Yang Chuxia turned to Ye Zi’an for validation.
Ye Zi’an noticed Mu Shaoling and Mr.Luo approaching and laughed, "Yes, Xiaxia makes a good point."
"Hmph!" Mu Shaoling snorted heavily, "You agree with everything she says, you fool!"
He then turned to Yang Chuxia and said coldly, "Stinky girl, I don’t like the look of you right now. So remember to bring me Artistry Pavilion’s dividends tomorrow. Not one cent less, or I’ll destroy your entire family!"
Upon hearing his words, Yang Chuxia realized that Mu Shaoling had overheard her earlier conversation.
This was a bit awkward. She chuckled nervously and reminded him, "Young Master Mu, it’s not even the end of the month yet."
"Hmph, I want the dividends calculated daily, otherwise I’ll destroy you!"
After saying this, he coldly swung his sleeve and went inside, leaving Yang Chuxia once again disheveled in the wind.
At first, Yang Chuxia thought Mu Shaoling was just joking, but the next morning, his servant came over.
Then he coldly and emotionlessly said to Yang Chuxia, "Miss Yang, my young master has sent me to collect yesterday’s dividends from Artistry Pavilion in both this town and the county city."
Yang Chuxia pursed her lips, thinking that men could be petty too.
But she couldn’t blame Mu Shaoling, as it was her own loose talk that brought this upon herself. Pulling at the corner of her mouth, she said, "Tell your young master that I’ll personally bring it to him later!"