Chapter 576: Chapter 576
The man who had come from behind was none other than Song Boyuan, who was dressed in a very formal suit that included a dress shirt, a waistcoat, and an outer coat—a deep blue tie was tied with a Windsor knot.
At nearly 1.9 meters tall, this outfit on him was truly dashing.
His hair was meticulously combed, and his pale complexion, paired with gold-rimmed glasses resting on his nose, gave him a cold and aristocratic air.
In contrast to his formality, Bo Jingshen seemed much more casual, seemingly indifferent to the birthday feast. Both Bo Jingshen and Su Lu were dressed casually, with Bo Jingshen wearing a Polo shirt, casual trousers, and sneakers.
Su Lu was in an old shirt-dress, as old clothes were more comfortable to wear. She was sporting the same model of sneakers as Bo Jingshen.
The pair hardly looked as if they were there for a banquet; they appeared more suited for a roadside stall.
Shen Heyu had come up alongside Song Boyuan, such a figure of status being a rare and honored guest at the event.
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Shen Heyu quickly remarked, “Mr. Song, you see us in a humorous light.”
The others, having heard of Song Boyuan’s reputation, also greeted him one after another.
Song Boyuan’s face remained cold, and his voice faint, “Humorous? You ridicule and scold Mr. Song’s brother and sister-in-law, and now you say it’s humorous? What kind of joke is this?”
The elder members of the Shen Family stiffened.
“Brother, sister-in-law?” Everyone turned their gaze between Su Lu and Bo Jingshen.
Gradually, they began to understand Song Boyuan’s meaning. Shen Heyu chuckled dryly, “Mr. Song, don’t joke around. Your brother is overseas, right…”
Everyone was aware of how Song Boyuan had sent his half-brothers to dig coal overseas, so they didn’t really believe his words.
Song Boyuan’s lips curved into a mocking arc, “What? You don’t believe?” He pointed at Bo Jingshen, “My brother-in-law.”
The crowd was enlightened. Who didn’t know that Song Boyuan had a wife plagued by misfortune, who he had locked up in a psychiatric hospital years ago?
Being favored by someone like Song Boyuan was an ambiguous fortune or misfortune in the eyes of others.
In any case, Song Boyuan was known to possess an extreme personality; the reputation of being a madman was indeed well-deserved. Although he had confined his wife to a psychiatric hospital, she was still deeply cherished by him.
For her, his stepmother ended up tortured beyond human recognition, and three half-brothers sent to mine coal, two of whom reportedly ended up crippled.
This man was a madman.
And the madman’s wife was the apple of his eye; she was untouchable.
Now, her father was right in front of them, having just been subjected to their mockery.
Some reacted swiftly, “Wait… wasn’t Song Boyuan’s wife the daughter of the Jing Family? That Jing Su doesn’t look at all, and I heard he recently had an accident and couldn’t make it here.”
Hearing this, Song Boyuan swept his eyes over them, “Oh, you mean I’m lying to you.”
“No, not at all.” The man couldn’t even meet Song Boyuan’s gaze; he said in a low voice, his head bowed, wary of inciting this berserker.
Soon, more people arrived from behind.
“Why are you here?” Jing Qiao came from the back, gently looping her arm through his, unaware of what had transpired earlier. Seeing Bo Jingshen and Su Lu, she smiled, “Young brother, sister-in-law.”
All right, now no one spoke of Jing Su anymore.
Because just behind them, Jing Ruo was helping Jing Su walk up.
Jing Su wore sunglasses that blocked out the light, holding a neatly folded white cane without any hesitation.
To the unknowing, one would really think he was blind.
As soon as he arrived, he asked, “Xiao Shen, why are you standing here?”
The Shen Family immediately confirmed Bo Jingshen’s identity—not someone they could afford to provoke.
At this moment, everyone looked embarrassed, a bit unable to escape the situation.
Shen Heyu, playing the mediator, said, “Alright, harmony is precious, harmony is precious. Shall I lead everyone to take their seats?”
However, Jing Su stood still, his expression indifferent, his voice just as faint, “In a moment.”
He stood quietly, facing the table of Shen Family members, “I hear that a while ago, relying on your numbers, you bullied my brother. What? Do you think it’s easy to bully us Jing family members because there are fewer of us?”
Shen Heyu wiped the sweat from his forehead, “It’s all a misunderstanding.”
Old Sir Shen’s pride as an elder was at stake, especially today at his birthday banquet. He thought that no matter what, Jing Su should not speak to him .
Old Sir Shen said coldly, “Why? Can’t an old man even scold a younger one?”
“The children of my family, if they have done anything wrong, it is for me, their elder brother, to discipline them. What is it to you? According to you…” Jing Su hadn’t finished speaking when, whoosh!
Before anyone could react, they heard Shen Kang cry out in pain.
No one saw how Jing Su had moved, but the blind cane, folded into four segments in his hand, had been thrown out in a second, striking Shen Kang. Jing Su continued, “… Can I also casually discipline your children?”
Old Sir Shen’s face looked awful, with Jing Su retorting him , it couldn’t look good. He could only bitterly say, “True enough, you are all Jing Ce’s brood.”
This remark meant to disparage four of them, including Song Boyuan’s wife, Jing Qiao, and Su Lu’s husband, Bo Jingshen…
Consequently, six people all frowned at once.
Jing Su’s voice was still unaffectedly calm, “Before you discipline someone from my family, have you forgotten what the name of this hotel is? If you don’t want to have this banquet anymore, it’s just a matter of a word. The penalty promised in that reservation contract, I can easily pay.”
“You’re right, we are indeed all Jing Ce’s offsprings; since you all know this, and know that Jing Ce wasn’t good, you should understand, I might disregard the rules of martial morality, so it’s wise not to provoke us.”
Old Sir Shen was suddenly at a loss for words, probably not expecting Jing Su to respond .
Canceling the banquet, for Jing Su, was merely a loss of the penalty mentioned in the reservation contract, but for Old Sir Shen, it represented the face of the Shen Family.
Now not only was Shen Heyu mediating, but other relatives of the Shen Family also started saying, “It’s all a misunderstanding.”
Jing Su quietly watched the Shen Family members, his voice extremely serious with a warning tone, “Stop provoking our family. If you don’t understand what ‘less provoking’ means, just walk the other way when you see us. Have I made myself clear enough?”
Shen Heyu quickly nodded, “Understood, understood.”
Jing Su turned around and said to Bo Jingshen and Su Lu, “Let’s go, take your seats and eat. Don’t you like the abalone specialty of this hotel? No need to waste words with them.”
Song Boyuan pulled out a checkbook from his pocket, carelessly filled in a six-digit number, tore it off, and placed it on the main table of the Shen Family, “A congratulatory gift, consider it our family’s meal fee. Could you not bother us when we eat later?”