Yang Liu-er had been hit by Madam Bai. The corner of her mouth was broken, and fresh blood flowed out.
She wanted to defend herself, but Madam Bai did not give her the chance.
Madam Bai seemed to have gone crazy, slapping her face continuously, wishing she could beat her to death.
Yang Liu-er gritted her teeth and pushed Madam Bai away.
"That's enough. If you hit me again, I'm really going to fight back. What the hell are you doing? Wasn't Wen Muchu the one who really harmed my cousin? What are you doing here?"
Madam Bai staggered backward from the push, and her back slammed into the metal door behind her.
There were many servants inside, watching from the side.
Madam Bai's face was livid with anger. She pointed at the servants and ordered coldly, " "The few of you, restrain Yang Liu-er for me, Yingluo."
