Zhuo qianyun's face showed a stunned expression. He... Asked her to apologize to Kong Ziyin? People who have been framed, go to apologize to those who have been framed. Is there anything more ridiculous in the world?!
It's not her who owes four years to apologize, it's Ye Wenming and Kong Ziyin!
"Ye Wenming, for you, to accompany your son is to be exchanged on such terms, isn't it?" She murmured, and the waves on her face became calm again.
At this moment, he suddenly had a sense of embarrassment!
"It's up to me what kind of conditions I'll offer!" Ye Wenming said coldly.
She took a deep breath and said calmly, "well, I promise."
In Ye Wenming's presidential suite, Kong Ziyin waited anxiously for ye Wenming to come in.
But she did not expect that she was waiting for ye Wenming and Zhuo qianyun at the same time.
"Wen Ming, how can you bring her in..." Kong Ziyin was surprised.
Ye Wenming didn't speak, but Zhuo qianyun walked up to Kong Ziyin and bowed his head and said, "Miss Kong, what happened in those years was all my fault. I shouldn't push you down the stairs or let you lose your child. I deserve to be in prison. Please forgive me."
Kong Ziyin stares big eyes in surprise. She doesn't know what's going on in front of her?!
"Wen Ming, who is she?" Kong Ziyin looks at Ye Wenming.
"She's apologizing to you. Do you want to forgive her?" Ye Wenming asked.
Kong Ziyin was silent for a moment. She couldn't figure out what ye Wenming was thinking.
Ye Wenming looks coldly at Zhuo qianyun, "it seems that your apology is too light, and Ziyin doesn't want to forgive you."
Zhuo qianyun raised her head, glanced at Ye Wenming, and then knelt down in front of Kong Ziyin, "Miss Kong, can you forgive me?" Her voice is not sad or happy, as if even kneeling like this is nothing to her.
Before Kong Ziyin could speak, ye Wenming had already pulled Zhuo qianyun from the ground. "Do you like kneeling so much?" His voice hardly lost its cool and roared out. When he saw her kneel down that moment, only feel extremely dazzling.
"It's not Mr. Ye. Do you think my apology is too light? Or kneeling is not enough, you say, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to roll up the stairs, too? " Zhuo qianyun's light tunnel.
Her calm is in sharp contrast to his anger.
"Get out of here!" He growled and drove her straight out of the suite.
"Then please don't forget to promise me." She said.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his narrow eyes glared at her. Then he closed the door with a bang.
Zhuo qianyun touched his nose and looked at the closed door.
At least, in the end, he didn't deny it, so... He agreed.
She did not feel a bitter smile, originally thought, has been crushed dignity, the worst is broken to such a degree, but did not expect that the original can be more broken, the original, there can be more humiliating things than prison.