She quietly raised her eyes and looked at Sun Zhenhai, who stood not far away.
"Sun Zhenhai, I just want an apology from you in front of everyone."
"What did I say that was wrong!"
Sun Zhenhai shouted indignantly, his face flushing then paling.
He clearly hadn't expected Song Qingya to openly demand an apology, and for a moment, he couldn't hide his embarrassment.
Sun Zhenhai's neck stiffened, and he was about to say something more when Sun Qiang, who was behind him, smacked him hard on the back of the neck. His cheeks instantly flushed crimson.
Sun Qiang glared at his good-for-nothing son with a reprimanding look.
"Hurry up and apologize to your cousin! If you don't take this chance to back down now, are you going to wait until she completely loses it?"
'He knew with perfect clarity that if today's matter wasn't handled well...'
'...the family wouldn't be able to see each other anymore.'
"You say he doesn't know any better?"
