Write an apology letter?
Huo Jingting's face instantly darkened, and turbulent emotions flowed through his eyes.
Gu Nanqiao retracted her gaze, her lips curled up in sarcasm, and her expression was no better than before, "Don't want to write it? Then forget it, I'm not forcing you."
She said and pushed past him, heading towards the bedroom.
Huo Jingting stared at her retreating back, almost grinding his teeth to dust with frustration, and replied through grit teeth, "Fine, I'll write."
What's a 10,000-word apology letter after all.
If only it could make her forgive the mistakes he made. Not just 10,000 words, but even 100,000 words would be okay.
Upon hearing his agreement, Gu Nanqiao lifted the corners of her mouth, but the smile lasted no more than three seconds before her face returned to cold indifference.
"Alright, then you write. Ten thousand words, remember not to make any spelling mistakes."
Having said that, she left his side and went straight back to the bedroom.
