Fang Tianze frowned. Where did this girl get so many novel things to say? But before he had the chance to ask, Yu Qingge got up and returned to the room, probably to look for Yang Ruxin, so he could only give up for the time being.
Yu Qingge, excited, raced up to Yang Ruxin. "Xin sister, is the Yang Family really like that?"
"That Yang Baihe is really something else," Yang Ruxin shook her head. "The worst is her mother..."
"Really? Where is she? I must witness the spectacle of a rural shrew hurling abuse in the street..."
Yang Ruxin gave the other person a disdainful look. "She had a stroke."
"Ah?" Yu Qingge's face fell with disappointment. "That's such a pity."
"Don't worry, if you really want to see it, there are plenty of outrageous characters. Those with weaker mental fortitude can definitely be cursed to the point of wanting to jump into a river..."