No one expected Mu Yan to bring up old grievances, giving no regard at all to Zhuang Shaoyang, Liang Rong, or Zhuang Chujiao, and could even say that she directly tore the facade apart, unwilling to even pretend to be polite.
Zhuang Shaoyang looked at Mu Yan's sardonic smile and opened his mouth, "Nuannuan, it's not like what you think."
"Then what is it like?" Mu Yan raised an eyebrow.
"Nuannuan, don't make things difficult for your dad. I know Jiaojiao was wrong in this matter, and I apologize on her behalf." Liang Rong suddenly spoke, her face full of guilt.
Mu Yan glanced at her, "Apologize?"
She chuckled softly, "Oh right, in some people's minds, no matter how disgusting their actions, an apology is all it takes to be done with it."
"Nuannuan..." Liang Rong looked at her in shock, her expression somewhat hurt.
Noticing this, Zhuang Shaoyang frowned and said, "Nuannuan, watch how you speak."
