Song Yinyin did not respond to him.
Although the revenge had already been taken, her heart felt blocked, unable to feel any sense of relief or joy.
She coldly withdrew her hand from Song Huaizhong's grip, not giving him another look.
His hand empty, Song Huaizhong's expression was somewhat displeased.
He felt that he had already humbled himself and begged his daughter, even agreed to return the inheritance to her, so why was she still so indifferent?
But with Lu Jihan right next to him, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on him, he couldn't say anything.
At this moment, Song Yinyin turned her head and slightly bowed in greeting to Old Master Ji, "Old Master Ji, sorry for the disturbance tonight."
Song Huaizhong followed suit.
Facing Old Master Ji, he presented himself with utmost respect, his face quickly changing to a gentle and harmless demeanor.
"Old Master Ji, I am truly sorry, it was the reckless behavior of my daughter that has embarrassed you and your guests."
