Hong Xia took two steps forward, her eyes reddening as she shed tears of grievance, "Third Miss..."
Her face was swollen, a bright red handprint stark against her skin. Pei Qian glared at Fang Hui with a fierce and spiteful gaze, "Who do you think you are to lay a hand on my maid!?"
Fang Hui's face turned ashen, indignant and frustrated, she spat out, "She's just a servant, doesn't know the first thing about etiquette or rules, what's wrong with me hitting her once!?"
"A servant she may be, but she's a servant of my household! What gives you the right to come into our home and strike my maid, smash our property!?" Pei Qian roared furiously.
"You... You scold me without asking for details first!? I'm your aunt by marriage, your elder, and you forget all decorum and morals to curse at me!?" Fang Hui was also furious.
