CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: START A FIGHT

Just as Yang Dongzhi finished speaking, no one saw how Yang Chuxia made her move, but only heard a "slap!" Yang Dongzhi’s face had already taken a solid slap.

"It’s true that shameless people give birth to shameless people. You’re clearly shameless yourself, yet you insist on calling others so. Damn it, you ask me where this is? This is the Yang family, and if I, the legitimate granddaughter of the Yang family, have no right to speak, what right does a bastard like you have to talk? Get the hell out of my sight, I’m not in the mood to deal with you right now."

"You wretch! How dare you speak to me like that? I’ll beat you to death."

Upon hearing Yang Chuxia’s words, Yang Ruoqiu and her sister glanced at each other and were instantly enraged. Who gave this little wretch the courage to speak to them like this? In the past, she always kept her head down when she saw them, never daring to disobey their orders. She would never dare to eat two bites if they allowed her only one. Now she dares to speak to them like this, how can they bear this attitude?

Hit her!

However, before they could get close, their faces were slapped again, one after another with a sound like a firecracker.

"Damn it, that’s your sister, and you dare to raise your hand against her." Ms.Liu saw her two daughters getting slapped and hurriedly rushed over to embrace them, seeing red fingerprints on their faces, she went straight to Ms.Wang and Yang Dachuan.

"Third, are the third branch of the family dead or what? Look at the daughter you raised, does she still have any respect for her elders? No matter who it is, just raise your hand and hit, do you still care or not?"

On the other side, Yang Xiaochuan, who felt he had worked like a dog all day, chimed in, "That’s right, Third Brother, if you can’t manage your daughter, we’ll help you. I don’t believe we can’t handle a bitch like her."

Then Yang Da’an, Ms.Luo, Old Lady Hua, and others in the room all stared closely at Yang Dachuan and Ms.Wang, as if they needed an explanation from the couple.

Seeing this, Yang Dachuan scratched his head, not knowing what to say. Yang Qingrui tugged at him, and he looked at Yang Qingrui by his side, suddenly remembering the words his daughter and son had said to him over the past two days. Then he said lightly, "In our third branch, Xiaxia has the final say." These words angered everyone in the room.

But Yang Chuxia was satisfied, thinking it wasn’t easy for her father to finally come to his senses.

Then Yang Chuxia disdainfully glanced at Yang Xiaochuan and Ms.Liu, propped up the knife in her hand, and coldly said, "You want to discipline me? First ask my knife if it’s willing, and also see if you have the qualifications to control me."

Without waiting for their reply, she went straight back to Old Lady Hua and said, "Great-grandma, the three of us didn’t come back late, but there was no food left for our third branch. I’m afraid it was deliberately done by fourth aunt again, right? Since that’s the case, please don’t blame me for being excessive, Grandma. Tonight our family is having Wangquan roast chicken, but we haven’t had a single piece in our third branch, and there wasn’t even a single bite for dinner. In that case, Grandma, you can just convert the food we didn’t get to eat into silver for us, right? Just five hundred wen will do!"

"You, you’re robbing me, five hundred wen? Are you eating gold?" Old Lady Hua was anxious when she heard they wanted money, "I don’t have any silver, who are you blaming for not eating? Who told you to come back late? You deserve to have bad luck, but I don’t have any silver, go ask someone who does."

"Great-grandma, I am not negotiating with you! Five hundred wen, not a single coin less, bring it! Otherwise..." Hmph, you think you can renege? I can threaten too! How arrogant, courting death with a handle over your head.