Take this to Old Song to reason?
That would be trying to save face for the Ji family.
If anyone could control Tang Hongen, it would undoubtedly be Old Song.
But what level of person was Old Song? He dealt with major affairs – how could he have time for such trivial matters?
If anyone from the Ji family could meet with Old Song, it would have been the late Mr. Ji. Why would Old Song want to meet someone like Ji Lin?
Ji Lin smiled bitterly, “I apologize for the poor hospitality, making everyone witness this spectacle.”
Half the guests left in an instant and those who remained needed to be accommodated. Though the food and drinks were ready, even if no one felt like eating, they couldn’t let everyone wait hungry while Miss Ji finished her tantrum, could they?
At this point, the wedding planner George had hired came in handy, managing to somewhat pacify the remaining guests.
Whatever the guests thought privately, they outwardly followed directions to rest in nearby rooms, with food and drinks to be sent to their rooms.
Ji Ya locked herself in her room, refusing to see anyone.
Zhen Wenxiu was pleading outside the door, while George stood there with an unpleasant expression.
The wedding cost several hundred thousand US dollars, and Ji Ya had no qualms about ruining it herself. It wasn’t about the money itself – but shouldn’t money be spent worthwhile? Several hundred thousand wasn’t pocket change even for George. Beyond the wasted money, there was Ji Ya’s behavior – why was she so concerned about her ex-husband’s every word and action? Was Ji Ya truly over her ex-husband? George had been certain before, but after this incident, he doubted for the first time.
This hurt George the most.
Old Wilson and his wife had flown a long distance to attend the wedding, only to see it turn into a farce. When they questioned George, he had no explanation.
At this moment, with Ji Ya throwing a tantrum and locking herself away, George’s passionate heart was slowly cooling.
She could throw tantrums any day.
He deeply loved Ji Ya, even knowing her obsessiveness and unstable mental state – these unusual traits made up Ji Ya’s unique charm. But couldn’t she control her temper for him, just at their wedding?
Ji Jiangyuan felt very sympathetic toward George and couldn’t help hugging him:
“No matter what, you’ll always be my Uncle George.”
At this moment, no one would mock two men embracing. One was Ji Ya’s husband-to-be, the other her son – Ji Ya’s closest people, yet she showed no mercy in hurting them both.
Ji Jiangyuan felt George was close to tears.
This embrace seemed to give George courage. After pushing Ji Jiangyuan away, George even consoled him: “Be patient with your mother. She’s ill – we need to take care of her.”
Ill?
If she’s ill, she should take medicine to control it.
Ji Jiangyuan now questioned this explanation.
If they kept being lenient with his mother, her illness would probably never improve.
After pacifying the guests outside, Ji Lin stormed in, nearly exploding with anger. He violently kicked the door open. Ji Ya sat motionless at her dressing table – people had been reasoning with her for so long, yet she remained like a clay statue!
Ji Lin’s anger intensified:
“You invited Tang Hongen yourself – did you consult anyone before doing this? Now that Tang Hongen has come, what are you angry about? Go out and see for yourself – you’ve ruined not just your wedding, but everyone’s efforts. Get out there right now and apologize to George’s parents and George!”
Ji Ya’s face remained wooden, as if Ji Lin was performing a monologue.
Ji Lin couldn’t help but grab her arm, making Ji Ya stumble. The aunt, who had been holding back for long, seized the opportunity to squeeze into the room and delivered a resounding slap to Ji Ya’s face!
The crisp sound startled everyone.
Even Ji Lin was stunned. Since the aunt had decided to strike, she had prepared what to say. Seeing Ji Ya holding her face in disbelief, the aunt felt immensely satisfied:
“You can disrespect yourself and me as your sister-in-law, but what right do you have to disrespect your elder brother? Since the old master passed, you’ve been blind to the Ji family’s situation. You act only for your satisfaction, leaving your brother to clean up your messes. When you offended the Zhou family, when you fell out with Tang Hongen – didn’t your brother bear it all? Now you’ve ruined your wedding, and it’s your brother out there apologizing to each guest. He can apologize to the guests for you, but can he apologize to George and his parents? I’ve been wanting to slap you for ages – finally got my wish!”
The aunt wasn’t done after the slap – she had more to say.
Ji Lin usually doted on his sister, but his wife’s words were all for his sake and the Ji family’s. He couldn’t spare sympathy for his sister now.
“Your sister-in-law is right. You’ve ruined the wedding. Most guests have left, and the remaining few – I doubt you have the face to continue the wedding. If you’re saying you don’t want to be with George either, your sister-in-law and I will return to Beijing immediately – consider us busybodies!”
The aunt’s slap was heavy – Ji Ya’s face was swollen, the handprint visible.
This time, everyone’s reaction was different. Previously, when she got angry, the whole family would worry.
Now the whole family was forcing her to apologize.
But where had she gone wrong?
Ji Ya held her face, her gaze falling on George.
George stood at the door without entering, not rushing to comfort her as before. Ji Ya couldn’t quite read his expression.
The wedding was ruined – Ji Ya regretted it somewhat. She knew she’d messed up when she couldn’t control her temper and threw that drink. She couldn’t bring herself to apologize to Tang Hongen, only rushing to hide in her room, leaving others to handle the mess.
Seeing George’s expression now, Ji Ya felt anxious.
George was the best man she could find now, willing to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars. After today’s events, she hated Tang Hongen and loathed Xia Xiaolan and her mother to the bone. To deal with Xia Xiaolan and Liu Fen, she still needed George’s financial support.
“George, I… I couldn’t control myself. I don’t know what came over me. I’m sorry.”
Ji Ya looked pained.
George hesitated before stepping in front of her.
“Ji Ya, I’m still willing to marry you, but you can’t keep refusing to see doctors. You need medical help.”
As for how and when they would marry, or whether there would be another wedding – George didn’t say.
Zhen Wenxiu sighed outside the door, pulling Ning Xue aside and whispering: “Americans are human too, and humans have hearts. This man’s heart has been hurt – it won’t be easy to return to how things were before.”
This time, Ji Ya truly trampled on George’s sincere heart.
A simple “sorry” and an excuse about losing control – his hundreds of thousands of dollars wasted.
Spending money and getting heartbroken – no one was more pitiful than George.
George could forgive Ji Ya, but who knew what his parents thought – they say Americans don’t care much about in-law relationships, but George’s family was different. Rich families had inheritances to divide and favored sons naturally got more. If Old Wilson disliked Ji Ya, wouldn’t that affect George too?
Ning Xue glanced at her mother – hadn’t they agreed Aunt Ji was a good friend? Why had she been criticizing her all day?