Jing Yi suddenly smiled, his beautiful and enchanting face drawn in a way that made it more captivating, "Don't say there's nothing between Mo Qiansu and me, even if there were, it's none of your business. What was it that you just said? You wanted to kneel and apologize, wasn't it? Then hurry up and kneel!"
"Oh, right!" Jing Yi added as if he had just remembered something, "Besides kneeling to apologize, you must also make a public apology online!"
The models, caring about their careers more than their dignity, begged Jing Yi in various ways, crying until their faces were a mess.
"Did I say begging me would work? Begging me is useless!" Jing Yi laughed mischievously, "If the apology isn't sincere enough, or if it fails to satisfy Mo Qiansu, well, the police you called are here too, it's convenient to take you away on their way!"
The models looked at Jing Yi and then at Mo Qiansu.
