"Take this divorce letter and get lost!" The old woman threw the divorce letter at Yang Aoshuangâs face and closed the back door.
"Miss!" At this moment, Yang Aoshuang was only accompanied by one personal maid. "Miss, what should we do, should we go back home?"
"Home? Where is my home? My home has been taken over by that bitch and her son, that mistress, that whore!" Yang Aoshuang stared fiercely at the Li Familyâs back door and yelled, "All you mistresses deserve to die a terrible death!"
"Her?" Yang Chuxia in the corner was shocked upon hearing this.
Before she could figure out why Yang Aoshuang had shouted such a thing, Xiuâer next to her pulled on her sleeve. "Miss, look, she fainted!"
Yang Chuxia took a closer look and was indeed faint. Yang Aoshuangâs maid kept pulling her, "Miss, Miss!"
When she saw the blood underneath Yang Aoshuang, she was immediately alarmed and ran to knock on the door of the Li Residence, "Open the door, open it quickly! The young lady is bleeding!"
However, the door of the Li Residence remained motionless.
Yang Chuxia pulled a constipated expression on her face and told Xiuâer next to her, "Go, call the doctor!"
"Yes!" With these instructions, Xiuâer ran off.
When Yang Chuxia walked up to them, Yang Aoshuangâs maid saw her and immediately glared at her like an eagle protecting its chick, "What are you here for? Youâre not allowed to touch my Miss!"
Yang Chuxia was speechless as she eyed the little maid, and then looked over at Yang Aoshuang, feeling extremely speechless in her heart.
Damn it, originally she just wanted to come and see how the Li Family would deal with Yang Aoshuang and take a look at her miserable state. Then she would tell her that, as a woman, she shouldnât be always thinking about stealing someone elseâs husband, which is immoral, and the end would be miserable. But who knew that she would encounter such a situation.
Yang Aoshuang seemed to be pregnant, so she couldnât bear to just let her be, no matter how malicious Yang Aoshuang was.
"You get lost!" After pushing aside the little maid, Yang Chuxia went ahead and aimed directly at the back door of the Li Residence, giving it a powerful kick.
With another powerful force, the door was knocked open.
Turning her head back, she said to the stunned little maid, "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Hurry and carry your master inside! Do you expect me to do it?"
"Oh, oh."
The little maid quickly came to her senses, and tried to carry Yang Aoshuang, but she was so shaky that she might have even dropped her. Yang Chuxia had no choice but to lend a hand.
When they entered the Li Residence, the servants tried to stop them.
"Your young madam is pregnant!" Yang Chuxia shouted as she saw this.
The servants and old woman noticed the faint traces of blood on the ground, and immediately went to inform the old madam. Meanwhile, Yang Aoshuangâs maid seized the opportunity and carried her into the room.
A short time later, the old madam came after hearing the news, but she didnât pay attention to Yang Chuxia. In fact, even if she noticed her, she wouldnât recognize Yang Chuxia.
After a while, when Xiuâer returned with the doctor, Yang Chuxia and Xiuâer quietly slipped out of the Li Residence without paying any more attention to Yang Aoshuangâs situation.
"Miss, are we going back to the shop now?"
"Letâs go back." Yang Chuxia said with waning enthusiasm. "Weâll go back to the shop and have Fugui drive us home."
"Yes!" Xiuâer seemed to be in the rhythm of becoming Yang Chuxiaâs personal maid now.
When they arrived back at Yangshu Village, the time was just dusk. Ms. Wang was overseeing the loading of the freshly fried potatoes into carts to be transported to the county town.
"Oh, Xiaxia, youâre back. Your granduncle wants to talk to you about planting broad beans."