"Shut up!" Ms.Liu’s voice came again, "This is my first branch of family’s business, what does it have to do with your fourth branch? What are you babbling about? Instead of worrying about my family, you’d better think about how to give birth to a son for Old Fourth. How many years has it been since you got married? Dongxue is so old now, and you still don’t have a son, yet you have the time to meddle in someone else’s family matters. If I were you, I’d be ashamed to death."
When Yang Chuxia came to the door and heard this, she immediately wailed inwardly, "It’s done, they’ve kicked up a fight."
As expected, Ms.Luo inside the room was shrieking, "Ms.Liu, don’t go too far! So what if you have a son? Besides, he isn’t even a seed from our Yang family! Don’t assume your son will turn out well now, you never know what he’ll turn into later on. If he becomes like Ye Ziping and Ye Ziyong, I’ll be the one laughing."
"You damned mouth, I’ll kill you for cursing my son!" Ms.Liu dared to hit people, Ms.Luo was much weaker than her, but stronger than Ms.Ye, and she dared to fight back. They started tearing and hitting each other.
Outside the door, Old Yang was furious, and his already dark face got even darker now.
Yang Chuxia was also speechless, these two people were not ashamed at all, still looking down on actors. Now they don’t know who ought to look down on whom.
She kicked open the door of the old house, and as expected, she saw Ms.Liu and Ms.Luo hugging each other and fighting in the yard, going back and forth with punches and slaps.
The leader of the Baiyun troupe was there with a matchmaker and a young man, looking embarrassed to death.
"Everyone, stop it!" Old Yang shouted a command.
But the two in the yard continued to fight as if they hadn’t heard him, and it looked like they were ready for a fight to the death.
"Go and pull them apart! What on earth do they look like? Is it shameful or not? They’ve lost all of the Yang family’s face!"
Seeing that Old Yang’s words were useless, Yang Chuxia said to the maids and servants who had followed her, "At this point, I don’t care about gender, let’s separate them quickly."
Ms.Liu kept cursing, but when Ms.Luo saw Yang Chuxia and the others coming, she shut her mouth up and backed down quietly.
"You shut up too!" Yang Chuxia glared at the still cursing Ms.Liu. "We have guests watching us, aren’t you ashamed? After all that you said about others, have a look at yourself now."
Ms.Liu finally stopped talking when she was yelled at by Yang Chuxia.
At this point, Leader Chen of the Baiyun Troupe turned his head, "GrandMaster Yang, Old Master Yang, Madam Yang, Miss Yang, we meet again."
"Leader Chen, what brings you here today?"
Although Yang Chuxia knew what was going on, she still asked for confirmation.
"Miss Yang, this is our troupe’s young actor, Chen Sheng." The leader of Baiyun troupe, Chen Ran, pulled a young man in front of him. "We brought a matchmaker today to propose marriage, for our Yang family’s Ruoqiu in the first branch."
"Miss Yang, I am Chen Sheng!" The young man stepped forward and paid his respects to Yang Chuxia, knowing that her words mattered most in the Yang family. He said, "I am truly willing to marry Miss Yang Ruoqiu. It’s just... I am asking for your help to put in a good word. Although I am an actor, I am not a cold-hearted person, I swear I will treat Miss Yang well."
Yang Chuxia looked at Chen Sheng coldly. He indeed had a good appearance, much better looking than the boy from the Qian family last time, and seemed quite reliable for the moment based on what he said.