Yang Ruyu truly wanted to die at that moment. A warmth spread from her lower back down to her thighs. She knew it was urine, and it had all soaked her own clothes.
Yang Anshi had been holding it in for a while, and when she finally relieved herself, she even hummed in comfort a couple of times. However, remembering the effort it took, she stretched out her hand towards Yang Baihe, "Help..."
Yang Baihe was also taken aback and hurriedly helped Yang Anshi stand up, "Mother, are you alright?" She hadn’t yet noticed what had happened and then turned to scold Yang Ruyu, "Ruyu, how could you be so cruel? This is your grandma! If you don’t want to take care of her, just say so. Are you trying to kill her? You heartless creature..." She had already taken a dislike to Yang Ruyu. Don’t think she couldn’t see through her—always acting all delicate and dainty whenever she saw that Eighth Lord or Tenth Lord. Wasn’t she just trying to seduce them? And she had even walked away previously, probably off to find Tenth Lord. She had come back this time expressly to catch this little wretch.
"How could I?" Yang Ruyu struggled to turn over, tears streaming down her face, "She peed all over me..." Yet in her heart, she thought, that fool Daya, why couldn’t she just poison all these old fools to death?
Only then did Yang Baihe notice that her mother’s pants were soaking wet, and she couldn’t help but laugh, "Oh mother, no need to go to the outhouse now. Let’s just go back." Then, she assisted Yang Anshi back to the room. She really didn’t want to go to the outhouse—it was too dirty.
Yang Ruyu couldn’t help but turn back and glower at Yang Ruxin, who was enjoying the commotion, "Are you satisfied now? Why are you so mean?"
Yang Ruxin laughed, "Oh my, I don’t think I’m mean. To be mean to the mean is being good to the good, isn’t it? So, Yang Ruyu, are you going to keep plotting against me? It’s fine. Whatever tricks you have, bring them on. But make sure it’s an upgraded version, or else I’m not interested in playing child’s play with you. And me? I just love that you can’t stand me, can’t beat me, can’t scold me, and can’t deal with me. It’s incredibly satisfying..." Then with a wave of her hand, "You just stay at home and be your dutiful granddaughter, shall we say goodbye..." She then turned to leave.
Yang Ruyu nearly bit her tongue off with hatred.
"Elder Sister." Just as Yang Ruxin reached the courtyard entrance, a voice called out from behind her.
Yang Ruxin turned around, only to see Yang Rusong coming out. She couldn’t help but stop in her tracks, eyeing the approaching young man with amusement. Honestly speaking, Yang Rusong was quite good-looking, inheriting all the best features of the Yang Family members, and might even surpass Yang Baifu in looks if he grew up just a little more. If only... the promising sapling hadn’t been twisted by Yang Baichuan and Feng Caie, further warped by the old couple Yang Peili, now appearing in her eyes as a tree that had grown crooked.
"This time, I did well on the exam..." Yang Rusong unexpectedly said something like this, "I am confident that I will pass this time, and then I’ll have a title."
"Well, congratulations," Yang Ruxin was surprised for a moment too, but since he was calm, there was no need for her to be unkind.
"Elder Sister, come back." Yang Rusong stared at Yang Ruxin.
"Huh?" It took a moment for Yang Ruxin to grasp his meaning.
"Come back. Let’s live like we did before..." After getting home, Yang Rusong had gone from his initial fear to a more settled state. He had thought a lot and finally concluded that all the troubles at home stemmed from the fact that the main family had split off.