After a brief moment of affection, they returned to their seats, and Yan Shixiu asked, "Are you sure you can get Lian Qingyi to come out and apologize?"
Shi Lan held her water glass and shook her head. "If she were going to come out, she would have done so by now. Haven’t you noticed? Lian Yinsheng’s daughter is even more heartless and more capable of causing trouble than he is. Even if Lian Qingyi is forced by Lian Yinsheng’s pressure to apologize, she won’t cooperate. This family is a drama all by themselves."
"But I’m afraid... you won’t be able to enjoy this drama much longer," Yan Shixiu said. "I received a call this afternoon. The police have made progress, and I believe they will be speaking with Lian Yinsheng in a day or two."
"It doesn’t matter. It’s not about how much drama there is, only how exciting it is," Miss Shi said meaningfully.
At eight o’clock at night, Lian Yinsheng returned home.
Seeing her husband enter, Lian’s wife hurried to take his coat. "I’ve just warmed up some food for you, have a bit to eat."
"I don’t have much of an appetite. Where is she?" Lian Yinsheng asked wearily.
"In her room, she’s been locked in there since the afternoon," Lian’s wife glanced at Lian Qingyi’s room and replied.
"Take the child upstairs and don’t come down," Lian Yinsheng instructed.
Lian’s wife was worried that Lian Yinsheng might get rough, but she didn’t want Lian Qingyi to continue being spoiled, so she picked up her son who was playing with toys in the living room and went to the upstairs bedroom.
Lian Yinsheng approached Lian Qingyi’s room door, knocked, and ordered, "Open up."
"I won’t!" Lian Qingyi acted defiantly from inside, "It was mom who locked me in here."
"I’ll count to three, and you’ll face the consequences if the door isn’t opened!"
Lian Qingyi always feared her father, especially when he raised his voice in warning. Shaking all over, she hastily opened the door.
"Tomorrow morning, you’re going out to make an apology and put an end to this matter," Lian Yinsheng said.
"Dad! I won’t go! How humiliating is that?"
Upon hearing Lian Qingyi’s words, Lian Yinsheng immediately slapped her across the face. "You think it’s humiliating? Was your mother humiliated when she wiped your ass for you?"
Lian Qingyi covered her face, tears swirling in her eyes. "Regardless, I’m not going. I’d rather die than go. Dad, you clearly have a way to handle this. Why must you sacrifice me? How will I ever get married after this?"
After hearing this, Lian Yinsheng slapped her again. "How did I ever produce such a heartless, inhuman thing like you?"
"I won’t go! If you hit me again, I’ll call the police!"
This time, Lian Yinsheng really couldn’t hold back and barged into the room, slamming Lian Qingyi’s door shut with a bang...
From inside the room, Lian Qingyi’s wailing and pleas for mercy continued nonstop, but Lian Yinsheng did not cease.
Over the years, he had had enough of Lian Qingyi’s foolishness and arrogance. He now wished he had never had such a daughter.
"Dad... stop hitting me, please. I’ll go, isn’t that enough?" Lian Qingyi knelt on the ground, begging pitifully.
Lian Yinsheng stopped, pointed at her nose, and said, "If you try any more tricks, I’ll show you just how kind I am today."
At this moment, Lian Qingyi was in a wretched state. Her whole body was in pain, yet there were no obvious wounds on her face.
"Dad, I won’t dare again. I really won’t," she said.
Lian Yinsheng snorted coldly, pulled open the door, and walked out.
Shortly after, Lian’s wife approached Lian Qingyi’s door to see her daughter slumped on the floor, but she did not reach out to help her up. Instead, she said, "Tomorrow morning, I’ll accompany you to make a public apology to the journalists."
"I hate you both!" Lian Qingyi shouted in despair.