"Brother Zhai, I apologize to you on behalf of my brother. Really, he's just feeling heartache for me. He didn't hit you deliberately. I hope you can forgive my brother. If you really want to blame someone, blame me. My brother did this for me. I will try my best to control my emotions in the future and not look so sad or uncomfortable so that my brother wouldn't find you trouble in the future anymore."
"Oh…"
After a long while, Zhai Yaohui replied indifferently.
"Oh?" Qi Minlan couldn't help but repeat his words. What kind of answer was this?
She was hurt so badly by Zhai Yaohui and had suffered so many grievances. She didn't allow her brother to take revenge, and Zhai Yaohui only gave her an 'oh'?
Where was Zhai Yaohui's conscience? Where were his guilt and remorse?
"Is there anything else?" Zhai Yaohui stood up. He wiped his face and neck with a towel.
