Upon hearing these words, Mu Xiangjun immediately flew into a towering rage.
However, the butler beside her hurried to stop her, glaring at Lu Qian, who was being stepped on by Ye Fei.
"Young Master Lu, apologize quickly, or no one can save you."
Hearing this, Lu Qian, who had been stepped on all the way by Ye Fei, finally slowly closed his eyes.
Even his domineering mother couldn't save him; it seemed he had no choice but to bend his head.
With this thought, he clenched his molars and, with a trembling voice, shouted.
"I'm sorry!"
"Lack of sincerity!" Ye Fei shook his head, "Be serious."
Lu Qian clenched his fists, still lying on the ground, and yelled again through gritted teeth.
"Buddy, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stretched my foot out onto your chair. Can we call it even now?"
