Grandfather Ye's stooped figure shuddered, his face ashen. A breath got stuck in his chest, neither going up nor down, causing unbearable discomfort.
After a long time, he struggled to find his voice, his tone heavy as he said, "Ye Yuan, whether you believe it or not, the incident that year was truly an accident. I have lived with guilt every day since then. Are you really so heartless that you won't give me a chance to make amends?"
Living with guilt every day?
Ye Jiuliang sneered inwardly, a trace of coldness coloring his delicate brows and eyes.
He knew about guilt?
When it comes down to it, if it weren't for the fear that her father harbored resentment towards the incident and would take action against the Ye Family, he wouldn't even have the words to apologize.
"Out of guilt, you sent Ajiu to Country Y, is that what you call making amends to me?" Ye Yuan asked with a sarcastic smile, his question resounding with force.
Grandfather Ye fell silent, "I..."
