But Mo Lan couldn't do that when there were so many spectators around.
She still had some rationality left inside her. She knew that she shouldn't humiliate her son in front of the outsiders.
Mo Lan stared at Jing Zhongxiu with clenched teeth and Jing Zhongxiu didn't look at her with any love, either.
"If he doesn't want to leave himself, then I will have to ask someone to throw him out. I don't care about you either, when you don't care about Family Jing that much. The worst case will be me asking for punishment from my father for unintentionally humiliating Family Jing in front of so many people."
Jing Zhongxiu took a pause before looking at Jing Yiran. He then said to him in a quiet but cold tone, "If any outsider dares to make trouble on the night before the wedding of the heir of Family Jing, he might not make it alive. Are you sure you want to stay back and make trouble?"
Jing Yiran was creeped out by Jing Zhongxiu's gaze.
