C187 Yang Xueya Who Was Wronged
Helian Tianliang's words were very clear. Every word was like a sharp sword, piercing Yang Xueya's heart. The maids present also silently lowered their heads, their movements becoming even more careful.
Yang Xueya's face was pale. Her lower lip was tightly bitten by her, and tears flowed out of her eyes.
Old Madam Helian knew her son's temper very well
