And that carriage—after Ye Zi'an's carriage left, another followed suit, its curtains open and revealing several people inside. Now you tell me no one was following—aren't you just being hilarious?
As Yang Chuxia looked toward Old Lady Cao, Old Lady Cao also looked back at her, but her expression could hardly be described as pleasant, and her gaze was particularly chilly.
"Are you the wife of my grand nephew?"
With no one holding her back, she darted up to Yang Chuxia.
"Before confirming who I am, why don't we talk about who exactly your grand nephew is? Running over here to send a servant to my husband without reason is simply nonsensical. My husband clearly has no idea about this kinship."