Jiang Yingxue saw the middle-aged man and hurriedly said, "Uncle, these two are my friends, not bad people. It was me who brought them in, and now these security guards want to drive them out."
Mr. Jiang frowned but didn't speak yet.
Standing beside him, Jiang Xia shook her head with a sigh, "Yingxue, you're not young anymore, how can you still be so thoughtless? On such a grand and important occasion, can you just bring friends in?"
"Sister, you…" Jiang Yingxue's face flushed with alternating shades of green and red. Even though she was inexperienced, she realized at this point that they had colluded to set her up.
Mr. Jiang shook his head with some disappointment and said, "Yingxue, don't you know what kind of event this is? Just bringing friends in?"
"Uncle, I…"
Jiang Yingxue stood there alone, surrounded by people's mockery and scorn, feeling indescribably lonely and helpless.
