Provocation?
Xia Chuyi thought: God knows who provoked whom.
She spread her hands, nodding to the people of the main house, "Yes, indeed, it's her."
"It all started last time, when Xia Chengzu took her to my uncle's house, planting the seeds of disaster."
The implication was that the beginning of it all was related to Xia Chengzu.
"This..." Aunt Xia hesitated.
Xia Chuyi calmly walked into the shop, looked around, and said, "Now, you can see, Zhang Xiaoling is a stickler for details. There was a first time, and I'm afraid there might be a second."
"I was just worrying about how to resolve this, fantastic, you all came."
"Xia Chengzu knows her, right? Let him go and beg her. At most, he can vent her anger, and perhaps she won't bother me anymore?"
Upon hearing this, the people of the main house looked at one another.