Translator: StarveCleric Editor: StarveCleric
Lin Jiayi’s action was too abrupt and violent.
Other than the dignified Jiang Wangui, who was gracefully sipping on her tea, and Lin Jiage, who was so used to this that he wasn’t surprised by it at all, the others who were present in the banquet hall jolted in fright.
This was especially so for Liang Mumu and Shen Bailian. A cold shiver ran down their spines as their faces turned pale.
In the end, it was Liang Mumu’s aunt, Liang Huiling, who recovered first from the shock and spoke up first, “Jiayi, you have scared them into silence. I’ll apologize on their behalf…”
It was just before she could even finish her words, Lin Jiayi had already cut in coldly, “Are you them?”
Liang Huiling was choked by those three words spoken by Lin Jiayi, and for a moment, she wasn’t able any words to rebut that.
“Aunt Liang, what I want is Liang Mumu and that woman beside her to apologize to Yaoyao…” As Lin Jiayi spoke, her gaze turned to Liang Mumu and Shen Bailian as she spoke lividly, “… There’s a limit to my patience. I’ll only say it one last time…”
Lin Jiayi’s hands closed into fists, and the sounds of her knuckles cracking echoed loudly in the air. She squeezed a word out of her mouth, “Apolo…”
But this time around, before she could finish saying the entire word, Shen Bailian suddenly shrieked in fear as she exclaimed, “I’ll apologize, I’ll apologize! Don’t hit me, don’t hit me…”
Following that, Shen Bailian turned to Shi Yao and said, “I’m sorry for what I’ve done…”
It didn’t seem like Lin Jiayi was very concerned with Shen Bailian either. Watching as the latter apologized, she muttered “Wimp” beneath her breath before turning her gaze toward Liang Mumu, saying, “Your turn.”
However, Liang Mumu pursed her tightly together.
The furrow on Lin Jiayi’s forehead deepened further. Her rage was growing from her patience running thin. But before she could act up, Liang Mumu suddenly turned her gaze toward Shi Yao.
As Liang Mumu looked at Shi Yao, she felt incredibly aggrieved and hateful inside, but at the same time, she was deeply afraid of Lin Jiayi. It took her a great deal of conviction before she finally forced herself to spit out two words, “I’m sorry…”
Despite so, Lin Jiayi wasn’t satisfied with the apology at all. She snapped impatiently, “Who are you apologizing to? To me? My grandfather? My mother? My aunt? My younger brother?”
Liang Mumu’s face turned red from Lin Jiayi’s criticism. She clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails dug into her flesh. She stared at Shi Yao for a long while before she finally spoke up once more, “Yaoyao, I’m sorry.”
Once again, Lin Jiayi was still not satisfied with Liang Mumu’s apology, and she picked a fault with it, “Is Yaoyao a name you should be calling out?”
Liang Mumu’s face turned even more awful. Despite being in a public place, she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. Her lips quivered in agitation as her vision slowly blurred from the tears brimming in it. It was only till she finally couldn’t see Shi Yao clearly did her lips finally moved, “I’m sorry, Miss Shi.”
This time, Lin Jiayi was finally satisfied. Without paying any heed to Liang Mumu and Shen Bailian anymore, she retracted her gaze and returned back to her chair.
Shortly after she sat back down, she soon noticer that Shi Yao was staring at her with widened eyes.
She was bewildered for a moment before finally coming to a realization.
She stood up slightly to take a second look at the chair she had been sitting on, and after seeing the cracks all over it, she gritted her teeth for a brief instant before she assumed her usual elegant and graceful look.
She directed a gentle smile toward Shi Yao and said, “Yaoyao, it’s not my strength that caused the chair to crack. There’s a problem with the quality of this chair.”