At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall had dropped to freezing point, and everyone quieted down.
The security guards brought by Lin Haoyu looked at the faintly visible weapons on Jin Tuantuan and the others, their steps halted, none wanting to be the first to take a beating.
Mr. Cheng was trembling with anger, pointing at Zhang Yang, speechless. He had never expected someone like Zhang Yang to disrupt the proceedings.
"Rebellious! Absolutely rebellious!" Mr. Cheng shouted in exasperation.
Then he scolded Cheng Yue, "Cheng Yue, if you dare leave with him today, don't ever acknowledge me as your grandfather again!"
Cheng Yue hid behind Zhang Yang, her fingers gripping his arm turning pale, yet she defiantly shouted, "Then so be it! I'd rather starve on the street than marry someone like Lin Haoyu!"
Lin Haoyu's face alternated between blue and white. After all, he was the heir to the Lin Group, someone notable in East River, never having faced such public humiliation.
