The housekeeper gently pushed open the door of the studio, walked in, and said respectfully: "Madam! Your sister and her family are here, saying they have something to talk to you about, and are waiting for you in the living room."
Yang Fenghua paused for a moment with the brush in her hand, but soon resumed the action and continued to focus on sketching the painting in front of her.
Her eyes did not leave the canvas, but she just replied lightly: "Let them go back, I don't have time to see them now." What she hates most is those who worship foreigners and forget their roots.
They think that with green cards from other countries, they can turn themselves into noble foreigners, but they don't know that in the eyes of others, they will always be Dragon people.
And what really allows them to hold their heads high and win the respect of other countries is not the green card, but the powerful motherland behind them. Only when the country is prosperous can they straighten their spines in a foreign country and be respected by others.
Seeing that only the housekeeper came back, Yang Fengping frowned unhappily, "Where is Fenghua?"
"Madam is busy now, it is not convenient to see you, you can come another day." The housekeeper said in a low voice. He was here yesterday, and he also disliked Madam's sister and her family.
"What can be more important than my sister, let her come out." Yang Fengping shouted.
Luke Bruce stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Fengping's clothes, reminding her in a low voice, "Don't forget the purpose of our visit this time."
Yang Fengping immediately restrained her temper and forced a smile to the housekeeper, "That... I was too impatient just now. We are waiting for Fenghua here. Let's talk about it after she is done."
The housekeeper nodded lightly and turned away.
Yang Fengping snorted unhappily, "A servant dares to show us a bad face, I must let Fenghua fire him."
"Okay!" Luke Bruce interrupted Yang Fengping in a deep voice. What he is most worried about now is that Yang Fenghua will not see them.
"Why are you so fierce? I am not doing this for you!" Yang Fengping turned her head away angrily.
Time passed by minute by minute, and soon half an hour had passed, but Yang Fenghua still hadn't come.
Yang Fengping was getting a little impatient, so she stood up, walked out of the living room, and headed for the second floor.
"Where are you going?" The housekeeper stepped forward to stop Yang Fengping.
"I'm going to find Fenghua to see what she's busy with, which is more important than seeing me, her sister."
The housekeeper stood at the stairs, refusing to give in. He said seriously, "Our lady said she won't see guests now. Please go back to the living room and sit for a while. When the lady is done, if she wants to see you, I'll notify you in time." When
Yang Fengping heard this, her anger was instantly ignited. She widened her eyes and cursed, "Get out of my way! I'm her biological sister, why don't you let me see her? You servants are getting more and more unruly!"
Yang Fenghua heard the noise coming from downstairs and couldn't help frowning. She put down the paintbrush in her hand, stood up, and walked out of the studio.
"Get out of my way, or I'll be rude!" Yang Fengping said, and was about to push the housekeeper.
Seeing this, Yang Fenghua's face darkened, and he walked down the stairs, walked in front of Yang Fengping, and looked at her coldly, "What on earth do you want to do by making such a fuss here?"
Yang Fengping was shocked by Yang Fenghua's momentum and was speechless for a while, but soon she regained her arrogant attitude, "Don't forget, I am your sister, how can you treat me like this?"
Yang Fenghua sneered, "Sister? I can't afford to be your sister, so as not to lower your status."
Luke Bruce quickly came to Yang Fengping's side, stretched out his hand to pull her aside, looked at Yang Fenghua, and raised a flattering smile, "Sister-in-law, we came here today to apologize to you. We were wrong yesterday. I'm really sorry!"
Yang Fenghua's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, "Tell me, what is your purpose." Yesterday, Luke Bruce acted like a nobleman from beginning to end. How could he lower his posture today? He must have something to ask for.
Luke Bruce smiled awkwardly, "We really came to apologize sincerely. You see, we brought a lot of gifts." He pointed to the boxes piled on the table in the living room.
Yang Fenghua glanced at him calmly, walked into the living room, and sat down on the sofa. "I don't like to waste time. If you have something to say, just say it directly."
Luke Bruce winked at Yang Fengping.
Yang Fengping reluctantly said, "Fenghua, we want to meet Ling Yao. Can you arrange it?"
Yang Fenghua took the teacup handed over by the housekeeper, drank a sip of tea, and then slowly said, "Why do you want to meet Ling Yao?"
"It's like this. We just got the news that Ling Yao is Miss Ling, who is responsible for signing the contract with us this time. We want to meet her in person and apologize to her for yesterday's impoliteness and today's incident." Luke Bruce smiled awkwardly. How could he have thought that the little girl he looked down on yesterday turned out to be Miss Ling, otherwise he would definitely not have had such an attitude yesterday.
"Oh? Is that so." Yang Fenghua slowly drank a sip of tea.
"Fenghua, please help us arrange it." Yang Fengping looked at Yang Fenghua pleadingly. If this matter was not related to her husband's future, she would not be so humble.
"I can't take care of the affairs of the younger generation. You should figure it out on your own. Butler, show the guests out!" Yang Fenghua put down the teacup in her hand and stood up.
Yang Fengping stepped forward to stop Yang Fenghua, and asked with a face full of grievance: "Fenghua, I am your biological sister, don't you want to help me with such a small matter?"
Yang Fenghua raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, "Since it is a small matter, I believe that with your noble status, you will be able to solve it quickly."
After that, Yang Fenghua ignored Yang Fengping and walked out of the living room.
Seeing that Yang Fenghua was about to leave, Yang Fengping was anxious, and threatened Yang Fenghua loudly without caring: "Yang Fenghua, if you don't help me today, don't recognize me as your sister in the future." Yang Fenghua only has her as a biological sister, and she doesn't believe that she doesn't care.
Yang Fenghua stopped, turned around, gave Yang Fengping a sneer, and said coldly: "That's what I wanted! Butler, show them out! From today on, these strangers are not allowed to set foot in our house."
"Got it, ma'am!" The butler responded with a smile, walked up to Yang Fengping and the other two, "Please come in!"
"You! You..." Yang Fengping was so angry that she was shaking all over, pointing her finger at Yang Fenghua, but couldn't say a complete sentence.
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