"Take this divorce letter and get lost!" The old woman threw the divorce letter at Yang Aoshuang's 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 Family's 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, Xiu'er next to her pulled on her sleeve. "Miss, look, she fainted!"
Yang Chuxia took a closer look and was indeed faint. Yang Aoshuang's maid kept pulling her, "Miss, Miss!"
