Xia Yuan could hardly believe her ears and couldn't help but ask again.
"I didn't hear wrong, did I? The grand Young Master Yang is actually apologizing to me?"
Yang Fan shook his head with a wry smile.
"I've already apologized to you, can't you stop speaking to me with such a sharp tone? I really went too far this afternoon, and I sincerely hope to obtain your forgiveness."
Xia Yuan took a deep breath, calming her excited emotions slightly.
"If you really want me to forgive you, you'd better show some sincerity. Just apologizing verbally like this, doesn't it seem a bit too perfunctory? Do you know how upset I was this afternoon? I've been crying all afternoon; it's not so easy to be swayed by your words."
Yang Fan sighed in his heart, thinking he knew this wouldn't be easy, but he didn't have any other way if only she would forgive him. So, he had no choice but to say.
