He lurched forward, each step heavy.
Suddenly, he knelt down in front of the elder Mr. Ye.
With his eyebrows lowered and voice hoarse, he said, "Dad, I'm sorry, I was confused for a moment, it was my mistake."
"You, oh you, I don't even know what to say about you, sigh..." the elder Mr. Ye pointed at him, his tone full of disappointment.
"The person you should be apologizing to is Jiuliang, not me. Because of your confusion, Jiuliang almost suffered an injustice."
Ye Yan clenched his teeth, propped himself up from the ground, slowly rising to his feet.
Ye Jiuliang glanced at the bloodstains on the floor, his gaze impassively observing the moving figure across from him.
Ye Yan, with his sullen nature and being used to throwing his weight around, was extremely proud. Apologize to her?
Ha, that might be even harder than ascending to heaven.
Watching Ye Yan approaching closer, Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, her tone defiant, "Don't come too close to me, I might throw up."
