Facing the two men in their underwear apologizing, Xiao Qian remained expressionless.
"I will never forgive you, never."
How could a hollow and insincere apology dissolve the hatred from her past life and the grief from her daughter's passing?
This hatred could not be eradicated, so if there must be a time limit to it, it would be "forever."
Like a queen, Xiao Qian left without looking back, brushing past Ming Lang, she stopped.
"Meddlesome man."
Ming Lang did not feel offended, and Xiao Qian added softly.
"... Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Watching Xiao Qian leave with the photo, Li Zhen and Ni Jianren were anxious, and seeing that Yu Minglang hadn't planned to let them go, they could only beg him.
"Cousin, please let us go. You see, that woman is so arrogant. You defended her, and she didn't even thank you. It's not good for you to fall out with your own brother for a stranger. Let us go, and I'll explain it to you."
