Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The security guard was diligent in his job and did not back down. “I’m sorry, but everyone needs an invitation regardless of their identity.”

Just as Ling Han was about to say something else, a loud noise came from behind her. At the same time, there was the click of a camera and a blinding flash.

She turned around and saw an extended Lincoln car parked in front of the hotel. Then, Wang Lian got out of the car with Ling Qiao.

“Madam and miss are here.”

A large group of guests came up to welcome them. Wang Lian smiled and was escorted to the door. She immediately saw Ling Han.

Wang Lian’s eyes were filled with hatred as she asked, “Why are you here?”

Ling Han smiled as a group of people surrounded her. “I heard that Father is holding a cocktail party today, so I came to attend and celebrate.”

Ling Qiao sneered, “You’re so kind-hearted. Don’t make a fool out of yourself and tarnish Father’s reputation.”

“Where are these words coming from, little sister? Oh, right, I heard that your mother was sent to a mental hospital a while ago. How did she recover so quickly?”

Everyone watched as Ling Han specifically pointed out that Wang Lian had been sent to a mental hospital a few days ago. Everyone’s faces instantly turned into a sneer. Wang Lian’s face flushed red as she glared at Ling Han.

“It’s all because of you!”

“Okay, okay, alright. You’re not sick, I am sick. We are all sick. No one wants to harm you,” Ling Han looked concerned as though she was coaxing a child.

“You –”

Previously, the reporters had reported that Wang Lian was suffering from persecutory delusions. Thus, her family had always pretended to obey her. Now that they saw Ling Han’s reaction, everyone knew without a doubt that she was not a fool. Instead, they all looked at Wang Lian with some sympathy and ridicule.

“Don’t talk nonsense here, my mom isn’t sick!”

“Right, right, right, she’s not sick, she’s not sick,” Ling Han nodded with a serious expression.

Pei Jing, who was beside Ling Han, couldn’t hold it in anymore and so he was the first to laugh out loud. Then, he got a glare from Wang Lian.

With this farce in front of the door, the security guards didn’t dare to stop them anymore. Ling Han brought Pei Jing and entered with Wang Lian and the rest.

The moment Ling Jian saw her, his expression darkened. He deliberately pulled Ling Han to a corner where no one was around. He asked, “Why are you here?”

“Of course, I’m here to congratulate you. I have already accepted Ah Jing’s proposal in public, so I naturally have to bring him here to meet my parents.”

Ling Jian turned to look at Pei Jing, who was waiting at the side. Ling Jian’s eyes were filled with a hint of disdain. “Where did this brat come from? I’m not going to meet him, and your matters have nothing to do with me. Don’t come here to cause trouble.”

“Cause trouble? Father, you should take a look at this first.”

Ling Han took out her phone and displayed several photos in front of Ling Jian. He only took a glance at them, and his previously disgusted expression immediately became nervous. He quickly blocked the screen.

“What do you mean by this? Where did this come from?”

“Don’t worry about where it came from. As long as you listen to me obediently, I promise that these photos will not spread. Otherwise..”

“You! Han’er, we’re all family. You don’t want to see the Ling family’s reputation destroyed, right? If you have any requests, feel free to mention them. I’ll fulfill those requests.” Ling Jian’s attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn, there was a hint of flattery in his tone.

Ling Han put away her phone and sneered, “Just don’t go against me.”

“Hello, everyone. Welcome to Mr. Ling Jian’s cocktail party –”

The cocktail party began and the host went on stage. Even if Ling Jian wanted to say something more, he couldn’t do so. He could only hurriedly make his way backstage.

“Mr. Ling, please give a speech.”

“Welcome, everyone..”