"Yes. Yes. Yes, Mrs Mu. I understand you," he said and then looked at my father.
My father then shook his head slowly.
"As what you just heard this is my wife gym, so it was her rules. And if you are smart enough, I think you better apologize to my daughter," My father warned as he staring at him.
"Zhi Ruo. I'm sorry. Please, I'm really sorry if I've hurt your feelings," he said as my mother removed her arm from him.
"Save it for someone who needs that," I said as I stuck up my pinky finger and called Uncle Lim, our security guard, over.
"Please escort Mr Little Wu Qiang out from our gym and make sure he doesn't come back, ever," I order as I have shown Wu Qiang my pinky finger at him.
"I will make sure that, Miss Mu," Uncle Lim smiled.
My father walked over to me and put his arm around me, instantly I started to break down.
