"Madam Ye, there's no need for such trouble, our visit today isn't about a cup of tea!" No sooner had Madam Zhou sat down than she got straight to the point.
Seeing her speak so directly, Madam Huang's face showed a bit of discomfort. They were here to persuade, not to settle accounts, so who was meant to listen to that tone?
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia waved her hand to signal Ming Liu to stand back. She already knew that with Cao Lingling in tow, their intentions were malevolent, and now, hearing this tone, she was even more certain.
She thought to herself, Cao Lingling, no matter what, is one of our household's own. Yet you reach out your hand to meddle, a hand that is frankly too long. Since you're being so shameless, I don't need to give you face either. You don't want to drink tea, I don't feel like wasting a cup of yajian tea on you anyway.
Madam Huang, seeing that Ming Liu who was going to make tea didn't go after all, felt somewhat embarrassed.