"Let go."
Jiang Chenyue's voice sounded calm, but her heart was pounding fiercely, fluttering within her chest, "…Mom, I'm sorry."
Regardless of right or wrong, if Jiang Chenyue was angry, then she was wrong!
Jiang Chenyue was her only reliance to enjoy wealth and prosperity; she couldn't lose Jiang Chenyue's affection.
Even though she was feeling utterly wronged, she still hung her head like a defeated chicken, "I'm sorry. Mom, please don't be angry with me, it's my fault. I will apologize to Miss Rong until she forgives me."
"No need." Jiang Chenyue finally looked her in the eye, her gaze filled with pained disappointment, which pierced Chu Xi's heart, "A forced melon is not sweet. If you feel you did nothing wrong, it's pointless for me to force you to apologize. It tortures both you and Yan."
