"Mother, it's not brother's fault."
Lele spoke up at this moment.
Madam Li was also quick to explain, "The young master was running a bit too fast, but he was stable. It was their servant girl who came from behind and knocked the young master down. The young master caught her clothing only after being tripped."
Yang Chuxia hadn't been keen on hearing these explanations, but they only fueled her anger the moment she did, especially since this woman had the audacity to call her son a bastard over and over again.
With her face set cold, she moved forward step by step, the chill and menace emanating from her inadvertently causing the plump girl to retreat, though she still blurted out, "What are you doing, what do you want to do? Do you know who I am?" Remembering this, she glanced at Yang Chuxia's face, then at Yang Chuxia's figure, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.