"Pah, who the fuck says that we’re family with those two disabled bastards? Please don’t nauseate me. Sharing a house with all these draggy burdens of the family, how dare you guys say we’re one family?" Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes, "Humph, I’m telling you, I will never let him off no matter what. Even if you manage to get him out, I will still find a chance to get him back in. Besides, begging me is useless anyway, I’m not the plaintiff, the one pressing charges is Brother An. How can you expect someone who was hacked and left lying on the bed, unable to move, to let you guys off? You must be joking, right?"
"You..." Old Lady Hua was so angry that she leaned back, and a little blood started to seep from the corners of her mouth.
Ms.Ye was rendered utterly speechless. If seeking your help is futile, why are you blabbering so much? If seeking your help is futile, why did you say that you won’t let them off? Ms.Ye was so angry that her whole body trembled.
"Sigh, my dear grandma, please stop spitting blood. Otherwise, your second son might not come out of the jail and you’d have to put on funerary attire for him." Yang Chuxia touched her nose and added, "Err, the main thing is that I don’t want to put on funerary attire for you. Otherwise, you would anger my dear grandmother so much that she would crawl out of her grave."
Having said that, Yang Chuxia called Ms.Wang and the rest of them to return to the third branch of the family, leaving the members of the old Yang Family in the courtyard utterly dumbstruck.
Yang Ruoqiu and her sisters looked at Yang Lichun’s swollen face, which resembled a steamed bun and laughed non-stop, "Oh, isn’t this the young lady of the Cultivated Talent family? What happened to your face?" Yang Ruoqiu covered her mouth and laughed.
Yang Dongzhi also laughed, "It’s so swollen! I wonder whose mistress has a face with so much character?"
"You..." Yang Lichun covered her face with one hand and pointed at the two sisters with the other, her eyes almost spewing fire. Unfortunately, the two sisters rolled their eyes and held hands on their way back home.
"Sis, I have to say that Yang Chuxia is really good at hitting people." Yang Dongzhi remarked once they were inside.
Yang Ruoqiu nodded, "Isn’t she? I’ve long disliked her. She always flaunts herself in front of us because her father is a Cultivated Talent. Look at the clothes she wears, they’re all made from the latest materials and in the latest styles. Humph, why should she wear those things while we sisters don’t even own one?"
"Exactly! It’s better that our second uncle was arrested. Now Dad is the one people favor. Anyhow, having a Cultivated Talent as a second uncle didn’t bring any benefits to us sisters." Yang Dongzhi said hatefully.
"Hey, sis, did you hear what our second aunt asked just now if it’s better that our dad or second uncle got arrested? Do you think she’s trying to make our dad go and replace our second uncle?"
When Yang Ruoqiu mentioned this, Yang Dongzhi remembered the conversation, and both sisters saw the urgency in each other’s eyes. "Shall we go find our mother?"
But the two sisters were a step late. Ms.Liu and Yang Da’an had already been summoned by Old Lady Hua into the room.
Yang Da’an’s voice then came out from the room, "Mom, it’s so unfair for you to favor my second brother ! Why should I take the blame for him? Brother An wasn’t attacked by Qingbao from our family, so why the hell should I take the blame?"
Yang Da’an’s voice was full of agony and sharpness.
This was accompanied by Ms.Liu’s shouting, "Ms.Ye, you fucking bitch! You’re provoking me to make my husband take the blame, huh?! Why don’t you take the fucking blame for your husband?! How come you don’t go? Aren’t you good at flirting? Just flirt a bit in that jail cell, I guarantee they’ll release your husband!"