Lin Fuying glared at her fiercely, Yang Xuan's tricks were nothing more than leftovers from her own past schemes.
Unfortunately, Bai Wuheng failed to see any of it.
"How could that be? I know you are young and there's still much you don't understand, but you'll get it in time."
Lin Fuying ground her teeth as she spoke, but her face, much like Yang Xuan's, still bore a forced smile.
"It's just that with brother Yunting, he has already become angry this time, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to get past that."
She knew Ye Yunting all too well.
The reason Ye Yunting was angry had more to do with Yang Xuan daring to harm his own flesh and blood.
He might even be suspecting that the incident wasn't unrelated to Consort Yang Shu.
"As for my cousin, my aunt will speak for me."
Yang Xuan couldn't help but let a hint of arrogance flash across her eyes.
No matter how Lin Fuying acted, as long as Consort Yang Shu was there, Ye Yunting would never ignore her arrangements.