The onlookers initially thought Yang Ruxin was joking, but seeing Yang Baiheâs expression, they realized this was no joke. Everyone fell silent, unsure whether to intervene or not.
In the crowd, Ma Dishi turned pale with fear. Killing someone just like that? Yang Ruxin was terrifying.
"Xinxin." Ma Laiwangâs expression wasnât good either. But after a moment of silence, he stepped forward, "Iâm willing to retract the engagement."
Yang Ruxin looked at Ma Laiwang.
"Sheâs just troubled, thatâs all. Iâm willing to retract the engagement." Ma Laiwang sighed, "We canât let this lead to someoneâs death."
"Are you sure?" Yang Ruxin raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Iâm sure."
"But your parents..."
"We retract the engagement." Ma Dishi quickly shrank her neck and shouted, "We donât dare accept a daughter-in-law like that."
"A mother-in-law like you isnât wanted either." Someone shouted back, "Step aside, your stench is killing me..."
Ma Laiwangâs face flushed red, but because of his dark skin, it turned purplish-red.
Yang Ruxin looked at Yang Rusong: "The Ma Family agreed to retract the engagement, what about you?"
"Grandpa?" Yang Rusong asked through the window.
"Retract it." The voice of a drained Yang Peili came from inside, "Rusong, come here."
Yang Ruxin went in and quickly came out, holding a box which she handed to Ma Laiwang: "Here is the betrothal gift you gave, untouched."
Ma Laiwang accepted the box and glanced at Yang Baihe, who was still rolling around: "From now on, weâre even. You donât have to seek death anymore."
It wasnât clear if Yang Baihe heard this, but she continued wailing and rolling.
Yang Ruxin signaled slightly.
Du Juan went over and directly grabbed Yang Baiheâs head, forcing her mouth open.
Yang Ruxin flicked something into her mouth.
Yang Baihe instinctively swallowed, and Du Juan let go.
Magically, Yang Baihe stopped rolling, but she was completely exhausted, lying on the ground unable to get up for a long time.
"Letâs go." Yang Ruxin turned around.
"Yang Ruxin." Yang Baihe suddenly cried out.
Yang Ruxin looked back.
"I wonât die, right?" Yang Baihe asked in terror.
"Werenât you the one who wanted to die? If my antidote doesnât work, you wonât have to cut your neck yourself, will you?" Yang Ruxin shrugged.
"No, I wonât die." Yang Baihe shook her head vigorously, "Now that the engagement is off, I wonât die."
"Then you wonât die." Yang Ruxin smiled a little.
"Xinxin, Iâll help tidy up before leaving." Yang Baixiang didnât leave immediately. Although this family had disappointed him, seeing it in such chaos now, he couldnât bear to leave Yang Rusong to handle it alone.
Yang Ruxin nodded, uninterested in what would happen here.
"Youâre amazing." As soon as Xu Zhengya exited the old houseâs gate, she couldnât help but give a thumbs up, "No wonder Xu Shifei said youâre not ordinary."
"Whatâs so extraordinary?" Yang Ruxin chuckled.
"Youâre just different from other women." Xu Zhengyaâs face was full of admiration, "At least you didnât laugh at me for wanting to marry Xu Shifei, unlike everyone else."
"I almost forgot. When can you marry Xu Shifei?" Yang Ruxin suddenly became curious, "Youâve been here for a few months already, still no progress?"