Zhuang Jiaoyang looked at his father's pained expression, feeling even more unable to bear it, and even secretly regretting.
"Dad, it's not your fault, it's my fault."
Actually, when she was a child and Dad came home, he would spend time playing with her alone, but because she often didn't see him, she was very afraid to be with him.
Mr. Zhuang opened his eyes and looked at her, "Are you sincere in admitting your mistake?"
"I am sincere." Zhuang Jiaoyang immediately said.
Just a moment ago, she was still angry, so when the second brother said he wanted to sever ties with her, she agreed without thinking, but now she was already somewhat regretting it.
They are a family, how could they quarrel over such trifles? Isn't it just an apology? She realized she was wrong.
Mu Yan looked at Zhuang Jiaoyang, thinking that such a person is just like a dog that can't stop eating shit. Apologize? Ha, once this breeze passes, she'll revert back to her old ways.
