Old Mrs. Yang followed Tang Helin’s instructions and booked the most expensive restaurant in Jing City.
The table of dishes cost five hundred thousand, and the private room fee was another ten thousand. Not only that, they also picked a bottle of red wine for Old Mrs. Yang, worth five hundred thousand.
The apology cost totaled 1.01 million, ensuring it would be an unforgettable experience for Old Mrs. Yang.
Forced to apologize, Old Mrs. Yang pushed open the door to the private room and saw a table full of people sitting inside. She almost fainted on the spot.
What was Tang Helin up to? Why were there so many people!
Old Mrs. Yang couldn’t comprehend the situation for a moment.
Tang Helin stood up and walked to Old Mrs. Yang.
"Go in and apologize."
Old Mrs. Yang gritted her teeth and angrily asked, "Why are there so many people? Tang Helin, are you playing me?!"
"When did I ever play you? These are all Qiaoqiao’s family members and her boyfriend. If they don’t witness your apology personally, do you think you can leave Jing City so easily?"
Old Mrs. Yang noticed Li Yehan amidst the crowd. His gaze was sharp, brimming with intense murderous intent, making her heart race.
"If I apologize, I can leave?"
Tang Helin smirked, "What, do you plan to stay for dinner?"
She was already full from anger; what else was there to eat?
For the sake of her health, Old Mrs. Yang had to swallow her rage, plastering a forced smile on her face as she walked in.
She squeezed out a smile, but Tang Helin reminded her, "That smile looks worse than crying. Anyone who didn’t know better would think you were here for a funeral."
Overwhelmed by Tang Helin’s verbal jabs, Old Mrs. Yang felt like she could no longer take it.
In her 70 years of life, this was the first time she’d encountered something . Apologizing to someone younger than her felt a tad better than dying.
As Old Mrs. Yang hesitated and squirmed, Li Yehan’s cold voice cut through the air, "If it’s so humiliating, don’t apologize. Just go back to where you came from!"
Bai Jingting didn’t come here to watch Old Mrs. Yang dawdle endlessly.
"If you don’t want to apologize, just leave. What, are we holding you at knifepoint or something?"
These people have such sharp tongues!
Summoning all her resolve, Old Mrs. Yang finally said, "Nan Qiao, I’m sorry!"
Her face was ashen, utterly humiliated. She couldn’t take it anymore and desperately wanted to escape.
Tang Helin glanced at Nan Qiao, who nodded. Tang Helin then said to Old Mrs. Yang, "Take the medicine and use it properly. Remember, absolutely no getting angry, or the medicine won’t work."
She wanted to explode with rage right now!
Suppressing her anger, Old Mrs. Yang forced another smile, "Then I’ll be going first."
Tang Helin: "Your smile looks more terrifying than a cry. Better not smile; it’s creepy."
Not wanting to argue with Tang Helin, Old Mrs. Yang grabbed the medicine and turned to leave.
As she walked out, she flashed a strange, barely-there smile, scaring the dining guests, who quickly turned to leave.
This was a restaurant, not a funeral parlor! That eerie look of hers was truly unsettling!
In the private room, the group was happily enjoying their meal.
As they ate, they chatted, and Nan Qiao loved the warm atmosphere.
Being with family, everything tasted better.
Tang Helin said, "Qiaoqiao, if Old Mrs. Yang dares to stir up trouble again, don’t bother giving her any face."
"Master, I definitely won’t let her hop around anymore." Unless Old Mrs. Yang didn’t want to live anymore.
Nan Qiao wasn’t worried at all, as she had what it took to deal with Old Mrs. Yang.
Everyone continued eating happily.
Jiang Linyu and Li Xia went to Old Mrs. Yang’s hospital room but didn’t find her there.
They asked the nurse and found out she had left.
Li Xia was a bit worried, "Could Master have caved in to Nan Qiao?"
Jiang Linyu replied, "Your master loves her pride; how could she possibly yield to Nan Qiao?"
Li Xia agreed, "True. My Master is so full of herself and values face so much; there’s no way she’d bow to Nan Qiao."
As they were talking, Old Mrs. Yang returned.
Li Xia eagerly said, "Master, where did you go? If there’s anything you need, just let me handle it. You should rest more."
Old Mrs. Yang sat down, her face fierce and menacing, making both Li Xia and Jiang Linyu curious about what she had encountered.
Jiang Linyu asked, "Master Yang, was it that little wretch Nan Qiao who upset you again?"
Old Mrs. Yang turned her gaze to Jiang Linyu, silently reminding herself not to get angry.
Jiang Linyu continued, "Master Yang, if it doesn’t work out, you should just finish off that little wretch Nan Qiao."
Old Mrs. Yang mockingly replied, "Why don’t you go finish her off? Don’t you hate her enough?"
Old Mrs. Yang was enraged but had to keep it together.
To stop herself from losing her temper, Old Mrs. Yang forced a faint smile.
That smile nearly sent Jiang Linyu packing.
Old Mrs. Yang wasn’t ever the kind-looking type; one glance and you’d know she was not the kind of mother-in-law you’d want to cross.
As Old Mrs. Yang smiled, Jiang Linyu instinctively scooted to the side.
Old Mrs. Yang said, "What? Afraid of me?"
Jiang Linyu managed a strained smile, "Master Yang, what should we do next? Are we just going to let Nan Qiao run wild? She dared to go against you; you absolutely can’t let her get away with it."
"She’s your enemy; you handle her yourself. Did you think I’d fall for your reverse psychology?"
Old Mrs. Yang stood up and started packing her things. "You two sort this out yourselves. I’m very busy, and I’m heading back."
Jiang Linyu and Li Xia exchanged a startled glance.
Why was Old Mrs. Yang leaving so suddenly?
Jiang Linyu stepped forward and approached Old Mrs. Yang. "Master Yang, why are you suddenly leaving? What happened? We’ll do whatever we can to help."
"You can’t even look after yourselves; how could you possibly help me?"
Old Mrs. Yang’s retort left Jiang Linyu and Li Xia red-faced with embarrassment.
After finishing her packing, Old Mrs. Yang grabbed her bag and walked out.
At the door, she turned back and said, "I don’t think you can beat Nan Qiao anyway, so drop the idea while you still can. Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died."
With that, Old Mrs. Yang left.
An enraged Jiang Linyu threw a cup. "Has Old Mrs. Yang gone mad? She can’t handle Nan Qiao?!"
Li Xia was also furious. "My Master’s skills are so formidable; why can’t she handle Nan Qiao? Is she really that hard to deal with?"
"Xiaxia, we need to think of another plan. Your Master is useless. She made such a grand entrance, but she was a total disgrace when she left!"
Li Xia sat down, flustered and troubled.
Mo Shaolin was ignoring her now, and Old Mrs. Yang had retreated in defeat.
Jiang Linyu sat down and heaved a long sigh. "I made some calls. We need backup. Without their help, neither of us can deal with Nan Qiao."
Li Xia’s eyes lit up. Reinforcements to take down Nan Qiao? They were finally coming!