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âHasnât the Shi Family taught Mr. Shi how to apologize to someone?â Li Shengxiaoâs dark and deep eyes gave him a glance, his tailor-made suit crisp and arrogant. His features were already more outstanding than Shi Mufengâs, and under the pressure of his noble aura, Shi Mufengâs face turned an iron blue, his expression angry and stifled, which only made him seem even more inferior.
Shi Mufeng clenched his teeth tightly, spitting out a few hard words, the veins on his temples throbbing, showing just how furiously aggrieved he was, âIâve already apologized!â
He had already apologized, what more did they want from him!
Li Shengxiao said indifferently, âDo I need to repeat that the Shi Family hasnât taught you how to apologize to someone?â
Shi Mufeng really wanted to retort: The Shi Family had never taught him to apologize to an eighteenth-tier female star.
But as his gaze met the manâs icy eyes, all his words froze back inside. All around were surreptitious glances in their direction, and Shi Mufeng felt as if he had been slapped hard across the face in public, his complexion burning red, a dark bruise behind the flush, his teeth gritted as he looked at Rong Yan with eyes full of hatred and repeated, âMiss Rong, Iâm sorry. It was a misunderstanding on my part just now.â
That sentence seemed to drain all his strength, the humiliation worse than a slap in the face.
Unfortunately, his perceived suffering did not satisfy the man looking down at him. âHavenât you learned the words âIâm sorryâ?â
He wants me to say Iâm sorry?!
To say Iâm sorry to Rong Yan?
Shi Mufeng suddenly lifted his head, his emotions of anger and embarrassment surging, and he nearly exploded with his young masterâs temper, ready to storm off without regard for anything else.
Yet the man in front of him seemed to see right through him, his deep, eagle-like eyes watching him as if certain Shi Mufeng didnât dare resist.
Shi Mufeng pressed his lips tightly together and averted his gaze, his face burning, long past feeling anything. He was nearly driven to rage by humiliation, yet he did not dare truly offend this man. He numbly turned towards Rong Yan, his voice mechanical, âMiss Rong, Iâm sorry, I misunderstood you just now. I apologize.â
Itâs just a woman!
Just a woman, and a worn-out one at that!
Li Shengxiao, a man of his stature, would stand up for this kind of woman. Once he knows what Rong Yan is really like, Iâd like to see if Li Shengxiao will regret what he did today!
A woman with a scandalous reputation is worth him going to such lengths to protect!
âI hope you wonât hold this against me,â Shi Mufeng said, a shadow crossing his eyes, but his usually proud posture finally collapsed as he sincerely apologized to Rong Yan.
Seeing him bow his head to Rong Yan in such an awkward state in front of so many people was more painful for Rong Weiwei than being stabbed.
The feelings of humiliation and resentment were sharp in her chest, causing her complexion to fluctuate between green, red, and white, unspeakably ugly.
She was almost ready to scream.
Rong Yan! Rong Yan!
Why, why must all this be for! It canât be!
Regrettably, no one answered her, nor did anyone care about her.
After forcing himself to apologize, Shi Mufeng said with a stern face, âIâve apologized, Mr. Li. If thereâs nothing else, Iâll be leaving.â
He had lost all face today, and he just wanted to leave quickly, not wanting to continue to stand there and make a fool of himself like a monkey!
He thought the apology was the end of it and grabbed Rong Weiweiâs arm to leave. But then came the manâs indifferent voice from behind, âHold on.â
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