"Su Kun, Su Ji, Su Lan! What do you think you're doing?!" Su Gang and Yang Tingting's faces paled at the sight.
Zhang Meili planted her hands on her hips, putting on a brave front as she yelled at the newcomers, "Security, where's the hotel security? What are you paid for, letting any Tom, Dick, or Harry in!" She cursed at the several hotel security guards behind the crowd, her chubby face clouded with anger.
"Director Su, they said they were your relatives. We really couldn't stop them…" the hotel manager explained awkwardly, having squeezed through the crowd to reach Su Mengqing.
Su Mengqing took a deep breath, her fists clenched tightly. "...Fine, you all can go. I'll handle this." What's fated to happen will happen. There's no escaping it. As long as I remain in Haicheng, I can never avoid this confrontation.
"Su Mengqing! Your family ruined us, and you're just hiding in here, feasting and drinking? Don't you even have an explanation for us?"
