Jiang Zhe's eyes remained cold and she didn't speak.
Jian Xiliang didn't want to make a big fuss and affect the banquet that was about to start, and he also wanted to help her find a way out, so he said, "Jiang Zhe, go and apologize to your mother and sister first. As long as you promise not to do it again, I guarantee that no one will trouble you about today's incident!"
Hearing Jian Xiliang's words suggesting to downplay the issue, Jiang Fanyue cried out, "Great Uncle!"
"Jiang Zhe!" Jian Xiliang ignored Jiang Fanyue and only urged Jiang Zhe.
It was then that Jiang Zhe replied with boredom and indifference, "I have no sister or mother to speak of, and as for the lowlifes, if I want to hit them, I will, and now you want me to apologize?"
She was proud and disdainful, her tone even more careless.
Not only were the parties involved angry, but others also began to denounce her.
