How could Yang Chuxia just wait patiently for someone to announce her? This would have been such a loss of face.
"Madam Zhou, such great joy today! I fear I have arrived late, and you must forgive me for that," she called out before even entering, laughing as she spoke. Her voice was rather loud, letting everyone immediately sense her brazenness.
Inside, Madam Zhou's face turned ashen. She had heard the recent rumors throughout the county—that she was shameless, intolerant; that she had not only sent away her husband's woman but also falsely accused others. And for all this, she had that very woman to thank. Had she not invited Mrs. Hong and Mrs. Liu, those loudmouths, how would the commoners have come to know these things?
Furthermore, how utterly rude of her to barge in without being announced.
The moment Yang Chuxia entered, she indeed saw the pallor on Madam Zhou's face, and felt a surge of satisfaction.