"Why don't you treat him then?" With her keen ears, Yang Ruxin overheard Feng Caie's mutterings and couldn't help looking over, "I'll send him to Hechun Hall in a bit, you follow along…"
"I was just speaking off the cuff." Feng Caie hurriedly managed a forced smile, "Pretend I just let out a fart." After saying this, she dragged Yang Baichuan and turned to enter her own room, no longer making a sound. What a joke, if she went, it would probably cost even more.
Although Feng Caie was a bit mercenary and malicious, she admittedly had brains.
Moreover, today a single word from them could protect her son's scholarly status, which was a matter of great importance; she'd have to be foolish to offend this girl now.
Yang Ruxin's lips curled into a cold sneer.
"Is this a threat to us? This…" Yang Anshi was displeased but got interrupted after only a sentence or two.
Yang Peili directly raised his hand and slapped her, "Get inside."