"I heard that you had an argument with someone on the street after school today?" Madam Jiang the Elder asked.
Jiang Li glanced at Jiang Youyao and Jiang Yue, who were doing their utmost to disguise the schadenfreude in their eyes. Indeed, as she had suspected, Jiang Youyao and Jiang Yue had spared no effort in slinging mud at her to tattle.
Jiang Li said with a smile, "I don't know where the old madam heard such a story, but it greatly differs from the truth."
Madam Jiang the Elder said, "Oh, then what is the truth? Do tell."
Jiang Youyao and Jiang Yue were eager to speak but dared not; Madam Jiang the Elder was a stern woman who emphasized proper etiquette, and she did not allow them to interject capriciously when someone else was speaking.
Jiang Li smiled and said, "I fear my own words might lack fairness. Let my maid speak instead. Bai Xue." Jiang Li called Bai Xue in.