Huo Yao pursed her lips and glanced at Zhu mildly. "Apologize? To whom?"
Even though she was simply glancing nonchalantly, Zhu inexplicably felt intimidated by the gaze.
Her aura was even more imposing than Song Zhi's when Song Zhi was angry.
Zhu was startled inside. He frowned as he scratched his head quizzically. How could he get affected by a young girl's aura?
Zhu composed himself and repeated in a serious tone. "She is your biological aunt."
"I see." Huo Yao flicked her fingers in mid-air nonchalantly. "Do you want me to apologize to a dead woman?"
She did not treat Song Qi as her aunt and even called her a dead person. Zhu instantly became worried. He secretly looked at Song Qi and saw the angry look on her face. He pressed his forehead and went speechless.
Miss Huo certainly did not know better. Why did she not consider her circumstances before speaking rudely?
Zhu shook his head and said nothing.
