At this moment, the Pei Yiting in Xia Yining's eyes had undoubtedly transformed into a demon.
Under the oppressive gazes of both Pei Yiting and Zhen Shuangyan, any reluctance Xia Yining felt was thoroughly suppressed.
The previously unremarkable Xia Yueqing suddenly became the focal point of the table.
After the initial shock, Xia Yueqing composed herself.
She naturally wouldn't refuse Xia Yining's apology, for wouldn't that be intentionally going against Pei Yiting?
Xia Yining bit her lip, slowly picking up a cup of tea, her hand trembling the entire time.
Since childhood, she had always been the domineering and arrogant one towards Xia Yueqing.
But this time, she finally took a great fall. Not only did she have to apologize to Xia Yueqing, but she had to do it in this manner, which was no different from kneeling down in apology.
Her dignity was utterly shattered.
"Sister..." Xia Yining took a deep breath, handing the teacup to Xia Yueqing.
