As for Ms. Liu, it was almost the same.
Unconsciously, Old Yang had apparently become like the clan chiefs of the great families, speaking words that others could not refute.
"Mother!" Ms. Liu was sitting on a stool, staring blankly and not speaking, not knowing what to think. Yang Ruoqiu called out to her.
But Ms. Liu didn't pay attention to her; Yang Dongzhi snorted, "You're satisfied now, aren't you? Look at how upset you made our mother. You really are filial."
At this point, Yang Ruoqiu's troubles had been resolved, so she no longer wanted to deal with Yang Dongzhi's taunts.
Looking at her mother like this, she could only feel a little heartache, "Mother, mother, mother... "
After calling out several times, Ms. Liu finally reacted.
"Mother, believe me, I will live well, and he will be good to me." Yang Ruoqiu saw that Ms. Liu had responded, and quickly reassured her.
