Rong Jiaojiao was anxious seeing her future mother-in-law offend everyone in the room the moment she entered.
Finally unable to hold back, she reached out to gently tug Liao Yamei’s hand and called out, "Aunt Liao."
This sound was Rong Jiaojiao’s way of reminding Liao Yamei of the main purpose they came for.
Only then did Liao Yamei remember the matter Rong Jiaojiao had asked her to help with.
"Sister-in-law, we all heard about what happened with Qiaoqiao at school. The lesson has been taught already, and Rong Qingqing also reprimanded those involved."
"They’re just a bunch of teenagers, immature and ignorant. Their families have arranged for them to transfer schools, so they won’t run into Qiaoqiao again in the future."
Liao Yamei said this as she took Guo Lan’s hand and patted it in a sister-in-lawly affectionate manner,
"Sister-in-law, we’re all parents here; it’s hard for everyone. Who doesn’t have a child that causes them headaches?"
Liao Yamei sat up straight, "Why don’t I serve as a mediator, let them come in and apologize to Qiaoqiao face to face, and then we consider this matter settled? How about that?"
Upon hearing Liao Yamei belittle the bullying incident as the antics of "immature teenagers," Guo Lan was so angry she trembled.
She pushed Liao Yamei’s hand away with a cold expression.
"Second Madam Shen, are you here to play the role of mediator?" Rong Qingqing smiled slightly, devoid of any emotion, "What makes you think you have the face to be the intermediary in our family’s matters?"
"I kindly warned you earlier, didn’t I? If you don’t know how to speak, then speak less. But no, you insisted on embarrassing yourself."
Rong Qingqing lifted her eyelids and looked towards Rong Jiaojiao, "So what? Took advantage of Mr. Shen’s absence to come running in a panic?"
"They already said they would apologize in person and have transferred schools. Why push them so hard?" Rong Jiaojiao questioned, pressing down her voice,
"Our families have been old acquaintances and have business dealings. If we make things too extreme, how will we cooperate in the future?"
"Anyway, we won’t be associating with any of them, so those concerns have nothing to do with us." Rong Qingqing shrugged, indifferent to oil and salt.
Liao Yamei kept staring at Rong Qingqing; the more Rong Qingqing spoke, the more intolerant and displeased Liao Yamei became.
"I never realized you were so annoying before," Liao Yamei suddenly interrupted Rong Qingqing. "Now, I find nothing about you likable."
"Given your taste, it’s no surprise you’d find scumbags and lowlifes more appealing." Rong Qingqing wasn’t angry.
If Liao Yamei had said she found her pleasing, Rong Qingqing would be worried, suspecting she had an ulterior motive to use her.
Liao Yamei was taken aback, angrily picking up the water in her hand and directly splashing it at Rong Qingqing.
Rong Qingqing was caught off guard and couldn’t dodge, the water splashing on her chin, soaking her clothes and pants.
"Rong Qingqing, you have no place to speak at Shen Manor!" Liao Yamei snorted coldly, "Do you even see what status you’re in to be posturing here?"
"Sister Qingqing!" Shen Qiao exclaimed, hurriedly grabbing tissues to help Rong Qingqing wipe her face.
"Qingqing!" Guo Lan also quickly stood up, frantically removing the tea leaves from Rong Qingqing’s body.
Then, Guo Lan turned her head towards Liao Yamei in anger, "Qingqing is Shen Jue’s fiancée, she naturally has a place to speak at Shen Manor!"
Guo Lan raised her hand pointing towards the door, "Leave, you are not welcome here!"