Ji Huaijin looked unruffled as he casually tossed his chopsticks onto the table. The silver utensils struck the glass Lazy Susan with a sharp, piercing clatter.
"As an outsider, I don't know the Lin Family's circumstances, but I certainly can't approve of the upbringing you two received."
Ji Huaijin leaned back in his chair with perfect composure and raised his eyes, his tone cool and level. "Barging into someone else's room without permission-is that what passes for etiquette in the Chu Family and the Su Family?"
If Tang Jiaran and the others could be called his friends, then Lin Shuyang, who had been by his side since childhood, was already far more than that.
He was someone Ji Huaijin cherished like a younger brother.
What right did anyone else have to come here and pass judgment on him?
Chu Jiye's fists clenched abruptly. His piercing gaze shot over, and he narrowed his eyes at Ji Huaijin for a long moment before suddenly smiling.
"You're throwing your weight around more and more these days, Young Master Ji. But don't forget-this is Capital City!"
This is the Chu Family's domain, not your Ji Family's territory!
The atmosphere in the private dining room grew tense enough to snap.
Only Su Xingchen leaned against Chu Jiye's shoulder, gazing aggrievedly at the man who had not spared him so much as a glance.
At the sight, the corner of Cheng Yue's mouth twitched. "..."
What kind of ridiculous move is this? Clinging to one man while trying to ingratiate himself with another?
And he's a grown-ass man, at that.
With someone backing him up, Su Xingchen regained his nerve. "Huaijin, I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to apologize for what happened last time."
The man, who had stopped paying attention to them a