"Please tell me so that I can have some idea.
I always felt that I had said something wrong after drinking. I need to be responsible for my words and deeds.
If I say something wrong, I want to apologize, apologize, redeem."
Leng Xiaoduan couldn't make up his mind.
However, Lu Mingyu kept asking.
He was the young master of the Lu family. He did not have the arrogance of a rich family's son at all. His attitude was sincere.
Leng Xiaoduan couldn't do it again and again, so he refused again and again.
He could only say half-heartedly,
"How about this? I'll send you a short message later. I think the text might be clearer. If you read it, just delete it."
"Okay, thank you for your trouble. I'm really grateful to you."
Lu Mingyu seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and his tone was a little more relaxed than before.
