"I will ensure that He Yuyan gives you a personal apology," Han Qingshan promised, with a domineering and cold expression on his face.
Although he was very curious about Jiang Yingyue's world of commoners, he would never belong to this world. He was a young master, the most influential young master in the entire country, and he would be able to use power to suppress others.
"No need," Jiang Yingyue waved her hand quickly as she declined his offer. "Making her apologize to me will just make her hate me even more. I don't want to become the target of her extreme ire."
Han Qingshan looked at the petite and sweaty figure in front of him. He could not understand why, but he felt that because they had become real friends, he should do anything in his power to support her and give her all the best that he could offer.
How could he accept that a simple He family was stepping all over his first real friend?
