Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1212: 1216: How Can I Face Them?

Chapter 1212: Chapter 1216: How Can I Face Them?

Lou Ning’s words sent shockwaves through the entire room.

If An Zhenglin had merely kept a mistress and fathered illegitimate children outside, you could only say that An Zhenglin was a scumbag, heartless and unprincipled, despicable and shameless.

But if An Zhenglin had killed his wife in order to legitimize his mistress and bring his illegitimate children into his life, that would make him utterly heartless and insane!

The guests buzzed with discussion, mostly debating the truth of the matter and saying that if what Lou Ning had said was true, An Zhenglin should be torn apart and damned to hell after death.

An Zhenglin’s face drained of color, and cold sweat drenched him from head to toe, making him as pathetic as if he had been fished out of water.

But no matter how frightened he felt inside, or how wretched he looked at that moment, he adamantly refused to admit it, vehemently retorting, “Absurd! Absurd! Lou Ning, have you lost your mind? How can you suspect your own biological father like this? Do you have no humanity?”

Lou Ning snorted in derision, “You inhumane beast, you actually have the nerve to ask others if they have humanity, what a joke!”

Zhou Shengqian walked over to Lou Ning’s side and asked the person in charge of the evening’s event, “Who invited him? This is a charity gala, attended by philanthropists from all sectors of Zhou City. Who was so irresponsible as to give an invitation to a wife-killer and monster?”

As soon as Zhou Shengqian spoke, everyone present was certain that he had come tonight to back Lou Ning up.

Everyone attending the charity dinner that evening wanted to curry favor with Zhou Shengqian.

With Zhou Shengqian making his stance clear, other guests’ condemnation of An Zhenglin grew louder.

The person in charge of the evening’s event stepped forward several paces, bowed to Zhou Shengqian, and respectfully answered, “Young Master, I have checked, and we did not issue an invitation to this person tonight. He must have sneaked in.”

“No, I didn’t,” An Zhenglin reflexively protested, “I have an invitation, I really do!”

His mind was a blank slate, and on sheer instinct, he looked to Pang Xiangwen, who had the invitation.

Pang Xiangwen quickly pulled the invitation out of her purse and handed it to An Zhenglin.

An Zhenglin held out the invitation to Zhou Shengqian, “Zhou Sheng, look, I have an invitation, I really do.”

Zhou Shengqian held a glass of red wine, looking at him with an amused smirk, not moving an inch.

The event manager stepped up, took the invitation from his hands to browse it, and then reported to Zhou Shengqian with reverence, “Young Master, the invitation is fake.”

Zhou Shengqian chuckled, clicking his tongue, “To think you dared to forge an invitation to my gala and sneak in, ha!”

An Zhenglin’s face, now devoid of any color, shook his head frantically and pleaded in desperation, “I didn’t… I really didn’t…”

Zhou Shengqian waved his hand dismissively, lazily interrupting him, and instructed the person in charge of the gala, “What are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to kick these vile animals out? The longer they stay, the more they’ll pollute the air here. How are our esteemed guests tonight supposed to breathe?”

“Yes!” the person in charge of the gala responded respectfully and motioned for the security guards.

Several tall and sturdy security guards quickly moved through the crowd, with two guards grabbing one person, and bundled An Zhenglin and his family of four out of the door, dumping them onto the ground in front of the hotel’s steps.

The security guards were rough in their handling, and the four of them fell as if their bones were scattered.

An Ruru, with her face already streaked with tears, struggled to get up from the ground and threw herself into An Zhenglin’s arms, “Dad, what are we going to do? We’ve completely humiliated ourselves tonight! What if my classmates find out about this? How can I face them?”