When Madam Chen came with her son, she was holding her head high and haughty, but seeing her son was so polite towards the woman she dislike, even going as far as apologizing, made Madam Chen felt that she was thoroughly hitting her own face.

"It is nothing. If you have no other matter, the please leave this place." Ning Meng Yao immediately gave out an order.

Seeing her haughty had angered Madam Chen through and through. She furiously glared at Ning Meng Yao and pointed at her while raging: "Ning Meng Yao, you loose woman! You truly are a seductress, daring to seduce my son! I tell you, if you want to marry in my family, I won't allow it unless I die!"

Ning Meng Yao scrunched her brows. The pit in this old lady's head was too big, wasn't it? When had she ever said that she wanted to marry into her family?

"Old lady, did you contract mythomania (an abnormal or pathological tendency to exaggerate or tell lies)?" Ning Meng Yao gazed at Madam Chen.

Madam Chen glared at Ning Meng Yao and angrily said: "Saying you're a loose woman is already light enough."

Ning Meng Yao saw that Madam Chen could not understand human language so she turned her head to see Yang Huai: "Your mother has a sickness here, isn't she?" She then pointed at her own head.

Yang Huai twitched his lips and speechlessly stared at Ning Meng Yao. Everyone in the White Mountain Village knew that he was a scholar; hence even though his mother did things out of bounds, they would still let it go on his account.